Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 209 You didn't go and sell your genitals, did you?
Tang Clan, headquarters of Tian Dou City.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Master Shepherd."

Zang Xin extended his hand and shook hands solemnly with Mu Ye, a gentle smile on his face.

He did not hesitate at all regarding Jiang Yi's suggestion, as the Tang Sect was indeed short of manpower in the relevant field.

Ling Zichen has been urging him to send some Soul Masters over, but apart from Soul Masters who specialize in Qi and Blood Power, only high-level Soul Masters can meet the experimental standards.

But those high-level Soul Masters all have their own things to do, how could they possibly stay in the laboratory every day?
Even the Tang Clan wouldn't be this extravagant; human resources are always the most valuable asset!
"It's a pleasure to cooperate! I will ensure that my disciples fully cooperate."

Makino replied, his face flushed.

It's just a medical check-up, nothing serious. Even ordinary people have to go to the hospital when they're sick.

Just treat it as a regular doctor's visit, and... they gave us way too much.

Not only are there various cultivation resources as rewards, but there is also the latest soul guidance technology to share. This is simply a windfall!
"So good."

Zang Xin smiled and nodded, pointing to Jiang Yi beside him.

"If Sect Master Mu has any other needs in the future, he can communicate directly with Xiao Yi."

Since Jiang Yi brought up this matter, he planned to let this disciple take full responsibility for it.

Consider this a learning experience for him. To become a leader, leadership skills are crucial, and these can only be honed gradually in daily life.

Afterwards, the three of them talked for a while about the follow-up matters before Makino got up to say goodbye.

"Then I shall take my leave!"

Mu Ye bowed to Zang Xin, turned and left, his back view showing a hint of impatience.

He needs to return to his sect as soon as possible to make arrangements. With the help of the Tang Sect, they might actually be able to fulfill their ancestor's last wish.

"Sect Master Mu, please wait!"

Zang Xin watched Mu Ye's figure disappear, a faint smile on his face.

Only after Mu Ye's figure disappeared did he turn his head to look at Jiang Yi to the side and whisper his instructions.

"Xiao Yi, you'll be in charge of this matter! In addition to the resources agreed upon for the Body Sect disciples, you can allocate extra funds for mecha research and development for Sect Master Mu..."

Compared to the entire Body Sect, Zang Xin valued Mu Ye himself more.

With a cultivation level of 94 and a red-level mecha, Mu Ye is still considered a top-tier combatant, even if he hasn't reached his true limit.

But more importantly, his expertise in the field of mecha is top-notch across the entire continent.

For the Tang Sect, which emphasizes soul guidance technology, the value of a top-notch technical talent like Mu Ye is far greater than that of a Limit Douluo.

I just don't know... how Xiao Yi convinced Makino?
Zang Xin glanced at the disciple beside him and pondered to himself.

Makino has always been stubborn, and he used to live by his family's teachings. But now he's suddenly changed his mind.
"I understand, and I will certainly live up to my teacher's expectations."

Jiang Yi cupped his hands in greeting, his face full of solemnity.

The key reason why Mu Ye agreed was not because of his promise, but because the recovery of the innate secret technique gave the Body Sect the capital to rise again.

As the sect leader, Mu Ye was naturally willing to fight for the sect's future again.

To put it bluntly, the Body Sect used to lack confidence and saw everyone as a bad guy, so it could only stay in its own little corner of the world.

Now that Muye has hope of restoring the sect's glory, the Tang Sect's overtures have become a timely help.

"Ok!"

Zang Xin nodded slightly, not taking it too seriously.

This is just for Jiang Yi to practice; the resources given to the Body Sect are at most enough to establish a branch.

And these Tang Sect branches, spanning the three continents, number at least a thousand—it's just small change...

"Xiao Yi, what do you think of Pavilion Master Yun's character?"

Zang Xin suddenly asked a question out of the blue, his eyes filled with a hint of helplessness.

"Sect Master Yun?"

Jiang Yi was slightly taken aback, then answered without hesitation.

"The Pavilion Master is renowned throughout the Federation, his cultivation is unfathomable, he is a hero of our time, and a role model for us all..."

Jiang Yi's face showed a hint of admiration, but he quickly raised his head and said with a confident tone.

"But I believe that one day I will be able to catch up with the Pavilion Master, and even... surpass him!"

"it is good!"

Zang Xin was not angry when he heard his disciple's arrogant words; instead, he laughed loudly.

"Then I will wait for that day!"

He reached out and patted Jiang Yi on the shoulder, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. If young people don't even have this much ambition, then they will disappoint us old folks.

They were just like that back then, full of ambition and wanting to challenge the heavens.

"Go! Remember to remind Wu Ling to come back and visit often when she has time." Zang Xin glanced at a certain spot in the main hall, then waved his hand, signaling Jiang Yi to leave.

"Yes, the disciple retire."

Jiang Yi bowed, then turned and left.

After a moment of silence, a soft laugh rang out in the hall. The sound was not loud, but it clearly echoed throughout the entire hall.

"Hahaha! This kid has good taste..."

Zang Xin rolled his eyes, speechless. This guy was really sticking to him.

"No matter how discerning you are, you're still my disciple. What are you laughing at?"

"Brother Zang, you're being too polite. The Tang Clan and Shrek Academy are of one family, what's this about 'yours' and 'mine'..."

"I'm too lazy to argue with you. Instead of going back to Shrek Academy, you've come to stay at my Tang Sect?"

"There's nothing I can do. If Brother Zang doesn't agree, I can't go back and explain myself. Besides, it's been a long time since I've had a moment of leisure like this..."

"what ever!"

Zang Xin gave a light snort, turned around and left the main hall.

Only the cool moonlight shone down, illuminating a faint, ethereal figure above the main hall.

……

After leaving the Tang Clan, Mu Ye hurriedly returned to the Blacksmith Association and grabbed Zhen Hua, who was still asleep, and pulled him out of bed.

"Old Mu? What's all this commotion in the middle of the night..."

Zhenhua yawned, still sleepy-eyed, and glared at Muye with annoyance.

Why is this old man disturbing people's sleep so late at night instead of tinkering with his mecha?

Please, forging is tiring. A few days ago, Leng Yaozhu placed another order for something called Dark Phoenix Gold. Does the Leng family have a Dark Phoenix?
"Enough with the nonsense, give me a few pieces of Heavenly Forged Metal, and thirty pieces of Soul Forged Metal. Don't try to shortchange me..."

With a wave of his hand, Mu Ye spoke with boundless pride.

The Tang Clan had already given him an advance on his payment, which would be enough to buy some battle armor for his disciples who were used to being poor.

Otherwise, people would think that their Body Sect couldn't afford it!
"So it was all a dream..."

Zhenhua rubbed his eyes, then snapped back to sleep.

Old Mu actually had money to buy Heavenly Forging Metal from him; he must have been out of his mind. The Body Sect was so poor they were practically selling their pants.

As the sect leader, Mu Ye was reluctant to upgrade his own red-level mecha, instead giving the entire amount of his equipment to the sect.

"Superficial! Zhenhua, open your eyes and take a good look!"

Seeing Zhenhua's expression, Mu Ye was so angry that his beard twitched, and he slammed several storage soul tools onto the table.

That's judging a book by its cover—you're underestimating me! My original sect was once very wealthy!

"Ok?"

Zhenhua, who had been squinting, opened his eyes a crack and took the soul tools.

He picked one up at random, looked inside, and saw that it was sparkling and dazzling, instantly clearing his mind.

"Old Mu, where did you get so much money?!"

Zhenhua stared wide-eyed as he looked up and down at his familiar yet unfamiliar old friend.

These resources weren't much for him, a master craftsman, but for Mu Ye, the sect leader who had been poor for half his life, it was an absolute fortune.

"Hmph, my Body Sect has reached a deal with the Tang Sect, this is the advance payment!"

Mu Ye straightened his back and gave Zhen Hua a disdainful look.

Don't be so surprised. Can't my Body Sect be extravagant for once? The Body Sect doesn't like using battle armor because we didn't have the means before.

"Enough talk, remember to prepare it for me! I'll go back to the sect first and come back to get it."

Mu Ye patted Zhen Hua on the shoulder, then walked away amidst Zhen Hua's bewildered gaze.

Awesome! This feeling of spending money like water is just so exhilarating!

"Tang Sect? A deal?"

Zhenhua looked at the storage soul tool in his hand, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Your main sect only has a few disciples. Even if you sold them all, they wouldn't be worth this price, right?
Could it be that……

Suddenly, Zhenhua opened his eyes wide and stared in the direction Mu Ye had left, his expression complex and shifting.

"Old Mu, you didn't... go sell your genitals, did you?"

He suddenly remembered the gossip that Makino used to love talking to him about...

Is this perhaps your hobby, which is why you know so much about it?

(Let's take a walk on the streets of Chengdu, oh ho ho ho~~)

(End of this chapter)