Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

On the way to the Bilin family's residence, Leng Yulai kept apologizing to Lin Nuo, feeling a little embarrassed. "Jiahao, I'm sorry, I don't usually drool in my sleep. Maybe I'm a little unwell today because of the change in environment..."

Hearing this, Leng Yaozhu looked at her younger sister and thought, "What the hell is this 'culture shock'? This kind of lie just comes out of nowhere."

"Miss Leng, is it true that the land and water of our Bilin family are not suitable for you?"

A somewhat sinister voice interrupted Leng Yulai's words, and all four of them turned their gazes toward the source of the voice.

Before them stood a gray-haired youth who smiled at the four people in front of him. Although he had a smile on his face, he gave people the feeling of a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

"Ahhhhh!" Leng Yulai screamed in terror upon seeing that face, clinging tightly to Lin Nuo, who was playing Jiahao, beside her. "Brother Jiahao, I'm scared!"

"..." Leng Yaozhu looked at Leng Yulai's exaggerated reaction and sighed helplessly. She immediately stepped forward, clasped her hands in greeting, and said, "Brother Zheng, it's been a long time."

The young man merely glanced at Leng Yulai's exaggerated reaction, then at Lin Nuo, whose expression was obscured by a mask. His gaze paused briefly, then swept over Lin Xiu, who was silently observing him, before finally turning slowly to Leng Yaozhu, who had taken the initiative to greet him. His tone carried a hint of teasing:

"Leng Yaozhu, your sister's personality is really the complete opposite of yours."

"Brother Zheng, you're joking."

"Father is already waiting for you in the living room. Let's go." The young man didn't waste any words and turned to walk forward. The four people immediately followed. No, there should be three of them. As for the other one, Leng Yulai, she was holding Lin Nuo.

As they walked along the road, Lin Nuo and Lin Xiu exchanged a glance. The surroundings were teeming with poisonous creatures, whether they were moving or still. It was safe to say that any ordinary Soul Master who came here would instantly die from the poison if they touched any of them.

They also seem to have discovered something very interesting: their five senses were being unconsciously affected by the surrounding air, so it could be said that the air in this area was also toxic.

"That's really scary, Arno," Lin Xiu couldn't help but whisper.

"Hmm." Lin Nuo simply replied with an "hmm," feeling that today wouldn't be such a good day for a deal.

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Led by the gray-haired youth, the four arrived at an extremely simple living room, where an old woman was already sitting and had prepared four cups of tea.

The gray-haired boy looked at the old woman, knocked on the door, and said, "Grandma, the person has been brought."

"Go and cultivate, let them in," the old woman replied calmly.

Upon hearing this, the gray-haired youth looked at the four people and gestured for them to enter: "Please."

The four nodded to him and went inside together. Only then did they see the old woman's appearance clearly. She looked to be in her seventies or eighties, a very ordinary old lady. But the green snake wrapped around her neck made her anything but ordinary; it was definitely a soul beast.

The old woman looked at the four people in front of her and said with a smile, "Sit down, you're in charge."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yaozhu did not sit down immediately, but instead looked at Lin Xiu and the other person beside her.

Lin Xiu sat down opposite the old woman, Lin Nuo sat next to him, and Leng Yulai sat down next to Lin Nuo.

Leng Yaozhu was very sensible and poured tea for everyone. The old woman smiled and looked at Leng Yaozhu, saying, "Yaozhu, you are not only talented but also very sensible. Old Leng is truly fortunate to have such a good daughter."

"Grandma Zheng is joking. Yao Zhu is just doing what a junior should do. Besides, it was these two who came to see you this time." Leng Yao Zhu could be said to have already been very helpful, creating opportunities for Lin Xiu to chat.

"Oh~" The old woman chuckled coldly at the two young people in front of her. "You're looking for me?"

As a Super Douluo, she could tell the cultivation levels of the two people at a glance.

"A Soul Venerable and a Great Soul Master, at this age and with such cultivation levels, which family do you belong to?"

Hearing this question, Lin Xiu chuckled and said, "Senior is joking. My brother and I are just orphans."

"Orphans?" The old woman smiled at the answer, not bothering to investigate further. She took the tea Leng Yaozhu offered, took a sip, and then continued, "What brings you here?"

Lin Xiu had already prepared his words and replied, "I would like to make a deal with you, senior."

"What kind of deal?"

"That's what we want: the Bilin family's secret method for controlling poison."

As soon as he said that, the atmosphere in the living room instantly fell silent. Leng Yaozhu and Leng Yulai looked at Lin Xiu in surprise. Dude, what were you thinking?

That's a family heirloom of the Bilin family, how could we possibly make a deal with you!

The old woman looked up and sized up Lin Xiu, her already wrinkled brows furrowing even more deeply. Her tone was filled with anger and coldness: "Boy, do you know what you're saying?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the green snake lying on her neck suddenly opened its eyes. The cold scales that had been pressed against the old woman's skin stood up slightly, and its vertical pupils, like cold glass, were locked on Lin Xiu. Its tongue moved rapidly, carrying a deadly chill.

It clearly sensed the murderous intent surging in its master's heart, spreading along its bloodline. It was the most direct warning and killing intent to this arrogant brat in front of it.

Facing the pressure from the old woman and the green snake, Lin Xiu remained calm and said, "Senior, what conditions would it take for you to agree to this transaction?"

"What qualifications do you think you, a Soul Master, have?" the old woman retorted to Lin Xiu, her eyes full of disdain.

Hearing the old woman's disdainful words, Lin Xiu wasn't angry; in fact, she was already being magnanimous by not killing him. He said, "Senior, if you can give me a secret technique, I can bring you back a celestial herb. Would you be willing?"

"Immortal herbs?" The old woman's killing intent vanished instantly, replaced by interest. "Young man, the Tang Sect controls that secret realm for immortal herbs. Do you have other immortal herb locations?"

The legend of the immortal herb began the moment Tang San, the sea god, became a god. Those who obtain the immortal herb have the opportunity to become gods, and Huo Yuhao of the Ten Thousand Years was also one of those who obtained the immortal herb.

Although the legend that the herb can make people gods has been debunked, it is true that the herb can transform people.

"Senior, I have nothing to say, but I can make a Soul Master oath with you."

"Then our deal is probably off." The old woman had absolutely no interest in the so-called Soul Master oath. "Your oath as a Soul Venerable has no effect on me whatsoever."

"Senior, what about me?" Lin Nuo finally spoke up at this moment. He took out a master-level token and placed it in front of the old woman. "I am almost eight years old this year, a level three blacksmith. I can say that my future as a blacksmith will be that of a Saint Craftsman. I can forge a set of battle armor for your future successor."

Leng Yulai and Leng Yaozhu stared in shock at Lin Nuo, who had just pulled out a Level 3 Blacksmith Token. They never imagined that Lin Nuo was not only a powerful Soul Master, but also so skilled in blacksmithing. A Level 3 Blacksmith at the age of eight? Is he even human?

That's a thousand-times-forged material!

The combination of immortal herbs and battle armor, though unsubstantiated in words, is a commitment they must fulfill once the Soul Master oath is made; otherwise, their future cultivation will face problems.

Lin Xiu looked at Arno with some dissatisfaction. He seemed to be blaming Arno, saying that he should bear the responsibility of the Soul Master's oath himself, so why did he have to interrupt?

Lin Nuo pressed down on his shoulder, his resolute gaze seeming to say, "We should shoulder this together."

"Interesting, really interesting."

The old woman chuckled as she stared at the two people in front of her. "To risk your own future for a secret poison-control method from my Bilin family is truly beyond my expectations."

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