Yang Wudi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to kill and rob.
He knew that since Dugu Bo dared to come alone, he must have something to rely on.
Moreover, although this old poisoner is ruthless in his daily life, he is still reasonably trustworthy.
"snort!
It's best not to try anything funny!
Yang Wudi snorted coldly, turned around and led the way, but his steps were noticeably more hurried than usual.
Dugu Yan followed behind Dugu Bo, calmly surveying the mansion of the Broken Clan.
Unlike the quiet elegance of the Dugu Mansion, and unlike the magnificent splendor of the Tiandou Imperial Palace.
Everything here appears exceptionally rugged and practical.
The air was filled with a strong herbal scent, mixed with the cold aura of metal.
This is quite in line with the style of the Broken Clan, who are both alchemists and gun makers.
The three of them went to the reception room.
After the guests and hosts were seated, Yang Wudi couldn't even wait for the servants to serve tea before he eagerly began to speak:
"Old poisoner, let's not beat around the bush."
"What conditions do you want for me to give you that fragrant and exquisite fairy plant?"
"Gold Soul Coins?"
Rare metals?
Or should I kill someone for you?
"As long as it's not against morality or immoral, I can agree to anything you ask for!"
Yang Wudi's tone was resolute.
He was willing to pay a huge price for this magical herb.
With it, he could break through the bottleneck in his alchemy skills.
Many highly toxic drugs that were previously unthinkable can now be refined, and the strength of the Breaking Clan will reach a new level!
Dugu Bo picked up the teacup that had just been served, took a slow sip, and then slowly raised his eyelids:
"money?
I have nothing to lack.
"kill?
"I have my own hands."
"As for rare metals... do you think I look like a blacksmith?"
"So what exactly do you want?!"
Yang Wudi slammed his fist on the table in his haste, causing the teacups on it to bounce.
Dugu Bo put down his teacup, his expression turned serious, and he stared directly at Yang Wudi:
"I want you, and the entire Broken Clan."
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
The anxiety on Yang Wudi's face gradually faded, replaced by a cold frost.
An incomparably sharp spear intent slowly rose from his body, as if the surrounding air was being cut apart.
"Dugu Bo, are you making fun of me?"
Yang Wudi's voice was deep and dangerous:
"You should know that ever since the Haotian Sect closed its mountain and abandoned us like stray dogs, I have made a vow."
"The Broken Clan will never be affiliated with any sect!"
"Even the Spirit Hall is beneath my notice, let alone you?"
"If you want me to be your dog, then you can get out now!"
This magical herb, I don't need it!
Although he said no, the fleeting pain and reluctance in the depths of Yang Wudi's eyes did not escape Yu Nan's notice.
Despite Yang Wudi's outburst, Dugu Bo remained completely calm.
He didn't even activate his protective soul power, he just sneered:
"Dependence?"
"To be a dog?"
"Yang Wudi, you overestimate yourself and underestimate me."
"I have no interest in establishing any sect, nor am I interested in being your master."
"I just want to find a way out for you and the Broken Clan, and... a chance for revenge."
Upon hearing the word "revenge," Yang Wudi's aura faltered slightly.
He stared intently at Dugu Bo:
"What do you mean?"
"The meaning is very simple."
Dugu Yan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.
Dugu Yan slowly stood up, despite her young age.
But the aura emanating from him at that moment actually made Yang Wudi feel a strange pressure.
That was the oppressive aura emanating from the higher-ranking dragons; though faint, it struck directly at the soul.
Dugu Yan walked to the center of the hall, looked directly into Yang Wudi's sharp eyes, and spoke in a clear and firm voice:
"Clan Chief Yang, we do not want you to join any sect or be bound by its complicated rules and regulations."
"We just want to form an alliance, a community of shared interests."
"You provide alchemy technology and military support, and we provide you with the immortal herbs you've always dreamed of, protection, and the resources to fight against the Spirit Hall in the future."
"To fight against the Spirit Hall?"
Yang Wudi scoffed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world:
"Little girl, you've got quite the nerve."
"Just you and your grandson?"
"Add me to the list of broken clans?"
Do you know how many Title Douluos the Spirit Hall has?
Do you know how terrifying their resources are?
"Of course we know."
Dugu Yan smiled faintly, a smile that carried a hint of mystery and confidence:
"But what if we could make your entire clan as powerful as dragons?"
"What if I told you that besides the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, we have other medicines that can improve the aptitude of your people?"
At this point, Dugu Yan paused, her gaze sharpening like a knife:
"More importantly, Chief Yang, are you willing to accept this?"
"Are you content to spend your whole life stuck in this tiny Longxing City?"
"Are you willing to watch the Spirit Hall grow stronger day by day, while you are powerless to do anything about it?"
"Would you rather be abandoned by the Haotian Sect and just grow old and die in obscurity?"
This series of questions struck Yang Wudi's heart like a heavy hammer.
Of course he was unwilling to accept it!
I dream of trampling the Pope's decree of the Spirit Hall under my feet!
He dreams of showing those cowards from the Haotian Sect what a huge loss the Po clan would suffer without him!
"Words are no proof!"
Yang Wudi gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse:
"Why should I believe you have that capability?"
"Just because your grandfather is a Title Douluo who's into poison?"
"Level 93".
Dugu Bo interjected at the opportune moment.
At the same time, the pressure of his level 93 soul power was released without reservation!
boom!
The entire hall jolted instantly, and the tables, chairs, and benches creaked and groaned.
Yang Wudi's expression changed, and he involuntarily took half a step back, his eyes filled with horror.
The last time we met, this old poison master was only level 91 or so. How could he have leveled up so quickly?!
"and..."
Dugu Bo withdrew his oppressive aura, raised his left hand, and his five fingers instantly transformed into a pitch-black ghost claw, shimmering with eerie light:
"Not only has my soul power increased significantly, but I have also gained two more ten-thousand-year soul bones and acquired two powerful attack soul skills."
"Yang Wudi, even if you fight desperately now, you might not be able to last five moves against me."
Yang Wudi fell silent.
Strength is the best passport.
Dugu Bo's sudden surge in strength proves that they do indeed possess special methods or opportunities.
In addition, there's that fragrant and exquisite fairy plant...
The scales have begun to tip.
"Is this flower really for me?"
Yang Wudi's voice softened, carrying a final struggle.
"It's yours if you just nod."
With a flick of his wrist, Dugu Bo brought back the Fragrant Silk Fairy Item, its intoxicating aroma filling the entire hall once more.
"Not only that, I can also promise that in the future, as long as I can obtain the rare medicinal materials you need for alchemy, I will not be stingy."
"Furthermore, we will not interfere in your tribe's specific affairs, but will only provide mutual support when necessary."
Looking at the immortal herb, Yang Wudi's struggle vanished completely, replaced by a resolute expression.
He took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, and clasped his hands heavily in a fist salute to Dugu Bo, or rather, to the immortal herb:
"good!"
"I'll take this deal!"
"From this day forward, the Po Clan is willing to form an alliance with Poison Douluo!"
Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan exchanged a glance and both saw the smile in each other's eyes.
The first cornerstone has been secured!
Just then, Yu Nan's languid voice rang out again in Dugu Yan's spiritual sea:
"Now that we've subdued this stubborn mule, let's not sit idly by."
"Ask him about the master craftsman Lou Gao of 'Gengxin City', and… information about the Min clan."
"If we're going to do it, let's do it big."
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