Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

"The value of this thing... is truly comparable to a 100,000-year-old soul bone."

"For some people, it is even more precious than a 100,000-year-old soul bone."

"What is it?" Qian Renxue's curiosity was completely piqued.

"Well..."

Xuan Hao deliberately dragged out his words, looking into Qian Renxue's inquisitive eyes, and rubbed three fingers together:

"This is a trade secret."

"But considering how close we are, if you really want it..."

"You'll have to pay more."

Name your price.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and resumed her negotiating posture. "How much money do you want? Or a soul bone? As long as it's not a hundred thousand-year-old one, even a top-grade soul bone that's tens of thousands of years old, I can get it for you."

"money?"

Xuan Hao waved his hand dismissively, tossing the half-eaten apple into a nearby trash can with pinpoint accuracy.

"Senior sister, talking about money is so vulgar!"

"Besides, do I look like someone who's short of money right now? Just from the protection fees from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, I get hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins every year. I don't even know what to do with so much money."

"As for the soul bone..."

Xuan Hao looked Qian Renxue up and down, a slight smile playing on his lips:

“I don’t care about ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul bones. Unless you can produce a complete set of six top-grade soul bones, each over fifty thousand years old, then… forget it.”

"you!"

The snow vapors formed on the thousand-foot cliff.

Six top-grade soul bones, each over 50,000 years old? And a complete set?

Do you think this is as common as cabbage? Even with the Spirit Hall's resources, assembling such a set would be a huge undertaking!

"Besides these, what else can you give me?"

Xuan Hao shrugged, his face showing an expression that said, "I'm helpless too."

"I don't want money, I don't want the soul bone, and I'm not interested in your so-called papacy."

"So, you'll have to figure this out yourself."

Xuan Hao stood up and walked to Qian Renxue. Although he was shorter than her, his aura was in no way inferior.

"What do you think you possess, or what value you have that would make me exchange a treasure comparable to a 100,000-year-old soul bone?"

"Think about it carefully, senior sister."

"Come back to me when you've figured things out and feel you have enough leverage."

After saying that, Xuan Hao patted the hem of his clothes, turned around, and walked towards the door.

"I had a very pleasant chat today, so I'll head back now. No need to see me off."

however.

Just as his hand was about to touch the doorknob.

"Whizzing!"

Two sharp whooshing sounds suddenly rang out.

Two enormous, mountain-like auras descended instantly, completely sealing off the space at the entrance.

Immediately afterwards, two tall figures emerged from the shadows, one on the left and one on the right, blocking Xuan Hao's path like two gatekeepers.

The man on the left is tall and thin, holding a long spear, with a sinister look in his eyes;

The person on the right is obese, covered in sharp spikes, like a giant ball of flesh, and exudes a nauseating stench.

It was Qian Renxue's personal bodyguards, two Title Douluos who had been lurking in the shadows—

Serpent Spear Douluo, She Long.

Porcupine Douluo, Bloodthirsty.

"This……"

Xuan Hao stopped, looked at the two burly men blocking the door, sighed helplessly, and turned to look at Qian Renxue, who was still sitting in the chair:

"Senior sister, is this what you mean by sincerity?"

"Even if a deal falls through, we should still be on good terms. You're not only trying to force a sale, you're planning to rob us outright?"

"Rob?"

Qian Renxue slowly and deliberately adjusted her cuffs, a graceful smile appearing on her face:

"Junior brother, you flatter me."

"You are that woman's disciple, which means you're from the Spirit Hall. We're all family, we're all in this together. What's with all this talk of 'stealing'? It's just hurting our feelings."

"but……"

Qian Renxue stood up, slowly walked behind Xuan Hao, and whispered in his ear:

"In business, you have to be honest."

"You've whetted my appetite, but you want to leave without giving me anything in return? That's not fair, is it?"

"You need to make yourself clear. What exactly do you want before you'll give me that thing?"

"What if I don't tell you?" Xuan Hao narrowed his eyes. "Is this a threat?"

"of course not."

Qian Renxue shook her head, mimicking Xuan Hao's previous tone, and said innocently:

"This is a deal."

"It's your favorite, fair and just deal."

"It's a mutually agreeable arrangement, and there's no deception between young and old."

"Ah……"

Xuan Hao laughed in exasperation.

He pointed to the two Title Douluos blocking the doorway, their bodies surging with soul power, their faces saying "You won't leave until you agree," then pointed to himself, the weak, pitiful, and helpless Soul Master, looking at Qian Renxue with an expression of utter absurdity:

"Two Title Douluos, both over level 90, were blocking the door, looking like they were about to devour someone..."

"You call this—mutual consent?"

"Senior sister, isn't your standard for 'willingness' a bit too wild?"

Chapter 84 Xuanhao: Let's Fight

……

"I can't help it, junior brother."

Qian Renxue helplessly shrugged. Although she apologized verbally, her face showed no remorse, and even carried a hint of smugness as if she were in control of the situation.

"After all, every time I try to discuss serious matters with you, you always dodge the question and end up making things unpleasant. I used to tolerate it when we were out, but now that I've finally managed to get you to my territory, I naturally have to take control of the situation."

"Don't feel wronged, and don't try to play games with me."

Qian Renxue walked up to Xuan Hao and looked down at him:

"Just tell me what you want."

"As long as it's within my power, whether it's resources, status, or anything else, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"As long as you give me that treasure."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Hao stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

"Row."

"Since you're so sincere, let's try a different approach."

"Fight me."

"Let's fight?"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, looking at Xuan Hao as if he were a fool, and even couldn't help but reach out to touch his forehead to see if he had a high fever:

"Are you getting too big for your britches?"

"Or is it that beating up Liu Erlong's hot temper today gave you the illusion that I'm weak?"

Qian Renxue crossed her arms, her face full of disdain:

"Although I don't know how you defeated Liu Erlong, it's most likely because of your strange dragon-type martial soul, right? Liu Erlong's martial soul is a fire dragon, so it's normal that she was suppressed by you."

"but……"

Qian Renxue leaned slightly forward, and a sacred and vast aura faintly emanated from her body:

"My martial spirit will not be suppressed by you."

"Besides, my soul power is at least ten levels higher than yours. Are you sure you want to fight me? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

"Whether you're looking for masochism or not, you'll only know after you've been hit." Xuan Hao shrugged.

"Let's make a bet."

"If you win this fight, or beat me into submission, I'll hand that thing over to you tomorrow, free of charge!"

"But what if you lose..."

Xuan Hao paused, then smiled meaningfully:

"That depends on how well our fight goes. If I enjoy it, I might just give it to you in a good mood."

"it is good!"

Qian Renxue agreed without hesitation.