In the side hall, where Ye Xiangyang was, Ye Xiangyang met the Emperor of Lingshu accompanied by the three emperors, He Lianggong, Duan Gansheng and Lei Li.
The Emperor of Spirit Arts was wearing a emerald green robe and his face was also emerald green, like a flawless emerald. He gave people the feeling that one could see through him at a glance. Of course, no one could see through him. The laws of heaven and earth were there, and his body was a world and a space of its own. How could he be seen through
Judging from his appearance, the Emperor of Spiritual Arts has handsome features, a righteous aura, and even a masculine air.
Yu Yurou brought the tea prepared by Ye Xiangyang himself to the Emperor of Spiritual Arts. The tea was emerald green and transparent, with excellent color and fragrant smell, which made people feel peaceful and calm.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "It has been almost a month since I last saw you. I never thought that you and I would meet in Xiangyang City. I am truly honored."
Lingshu laughed loudly: "You little bastard, you cheated our spirit race of resources worth 100 million with just a few four-color void spirit pills. You are really amazing."
What Lingshu said was true. This included the Soul Source Pills that Kongyu and the others lost, as well as the 20 million he spent on purchasing the Four-Colored Void Spirit Pills, with a total value of about 60 million.
What made him feel most incredible was that this kind of elixir was obviously not encrypted. After separating the five ethereal pills, he actually couldn't find a way to refine the four-color ethereal pill. In other words, the 20 million he spent wasted.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "So, Senior, you came to my Xiangyang City to seek justice from me?"
Lingshu laughed loudly. Their spirit race is also a soul body, but it is completely different from the cold and eerie ghost race, just like the difference between the sun and the moon. "Seek justice? According to City Lord Ye's current strength, even the ancient virtual dragon is helpless against the ghost race. We, the spirit race, will never believe that we can surpass them. So, it's better not to seek justice."
“What’s more, City Lord Ye now has the Zhoutian Star God-killing Array in Xiangyang City, with forty or fifty emperor masters protecting it and dozens of sects protecting it. We, the spirit race, don’t want to suffer a catastrophic disaster.”
After saying this, he picked up the tea, took a sip, and then exclaimed in surprise: "Hey!"
His eyes were filled with shock and joy. He took another sip, and his joy became even greater. He gulped down the entire glass of water, looking very useless. “Well, well, give me another cup of this tea. The journey from our Spirit Clan to Xiangyang City is too far. I’m thirsty.”
Duan Gansheng, He Lianggong, and Lei Li all looked at him with disdain: "Forget it, you can't even lie, you're thirsty. It only takes two hours for an Emperor Master to get from the Spirit Tribe to Xiangyang City. You're covered in laws, and you're still thirsty."
Are you trying to scare the kids
They sniffed the tea and Emperor Lei Li smiled. They didn't know, but how could Lei Li not know that Ye Xiangyang had added treasures into the tea.
Duan Gansheng also took a sip of the tea. His eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief. Then he gulped down the whole cup of tea.
When He Lianggong saw this trend, he thought, something is wrong, he had never seen Duan Gansheng like this, this tea smells good and looks good, my God, you said you are one of the five old men in mainland China, you don't have to be so useless.
He also took a sip and felt a sense of emptiness and clarity entering his mind directly, sweeping away the fog and gloom in his mind.
Oh my god, what kind of tea is this? It actually has such magical effects.
I have lived to such an old age, but I have never seen or heard of such magical tea. Oh my god, no wonder the old guy Lingshu is so shameless to drink tea, and no wonder Duan Gansheng wants to eat the teacup. This thing has such a magical effect.
Lei Li knew what was going on. This was because Ye Xiangyang had dropped a tiny bit of Nine Nether Soul-Running Jade Essence into the tea when it was being refined, which gave the tea its magical effects.
The Nine Nether Soul-Running Jade Essence is a treasure bred from the underground treasure that supports the entire ghost clan. Yin gives birth to yang, and such a magical yang treasure was actually bred in the ghost clan's extremely yin and cold underground mines.
The elves are bodies of souls, no wonder the spiritual elder was astonished after taking a sip.
Yu Yurou looked at these emperors with a smile. Each of them was a great figure who was hard to find. Each of them was a supreme power who could conquer the four corners of Xuanwu Continent with a stomp of his feet. Now they looked just like ordinary people. Perhaps only Ye Xiangyang had this ability.
Yu Yurou poured tea for them. The spiritual elder took a sip of the tea. A pure and yang energy rose to his mind, and the spiritual impurities in his body became less.
Clearing out soul impurities in the body is to purify the body. The body of the Emperor master is covered by the laws of heaven and earth, so there should be no impurities. This tea actually has this effect. You can imagine how magical this tea is.
If this kind of tea could be mass-produced, even if his own race did not need the source of souls, it would probably grow rapidly.
"Well, City Lord Ye," the Spiritual Arts Elder said with a smile, "I wonder if this tea can be mass-produced. If it can, we, the Spiritual Clan, are willing to give you a suitable price."
To be honest, this is the most magical tea he has ever tasted. Even if it cannot be mass-produced, he will bring some of this tea to the tribe to study what kind of treasure it is.
When saying this, Elder Lingshu's eyes were full of anticipation. He believed that Ye Xiangyang's ability to grow so fast was inseparable from this kind of heavenly wealth.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Elder, you are joking. If this kind of thing can be mass-produced, it will be a breakthrough for the Xuanwu Continent."
Well, Elder Lingshu was a little disappointed, but he still asked, "City Lord Ye, you won't brew all this tea at once, right? Can you give me three or five kilograms? I'm willing to pay a high price."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Elder Lingshu, what you said is too much. I made a total of five kilograms of this tea. We have so many emperor masters, so many throne masters, and Yuhua Zhen Palace here. So many people are waiting for it. How about this, I give you one or two ounces as a gift?"
Eh? One tael, but think about it, Ye Xiangyang is right, how much is five jin, a total of sixty taels, he has dozens of emperor masters, so many throne masters, as well as Yuhua Zhen Palace and Danding Shenzong, to be able to give himself one tael, this is also a great face.
Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Although it's a little little, this kind of treasure is good at least. Thank you, City Lord Ye."
Ye Xiangyang asked Yu Yurou to pack one or two taels of silver for the spiritual arts elder and send it over.
The spiritual elder looked at the tea leaves and found that they really had such special effects. He quickly took them and hid them in his storage ring. No wonder these old guys were willing to follow Ye Xiangyang. Whatever this kid casually took out was a rare treasure.
Gulp, gulp, gulp, these Emperor masters began to drink like oxen. They couldn't take much away, but it was good to drink a little more.
Three rounds of tea, here it does not mean three rounds of wine, but tea. Of course, it is impossible for the emperor to drink enough, their bodies are a world of their own, just like the legendary Emperor Zhui Ri, when he was thirsty, he drank a river dry in one breath, of course, these are real things.
Ling Shu then talked about the purpose of his visit to Xiangyang City: "City Lord Ye, I heard that your parents were hit by the ghost clan's Hundred Ghosts Summoning Curse. To break this Hundred Ghosts Summoning Curse, you need the Soul Flower. To be honest, the Soul Flower is only possessed by our spirit clan and ghost clan, and it is extremely rare."
"Now, the ghost tribe may have hidden their rare soul flowers. It will be more difficult for you to find them than to find a needle in a haystack."
Ye Xiangyang nodded. The spiritual elder was right. No matter who wanted to break the spell of summoning a hundred ghosts, they would need the soul flower, so the ghost clan would of course have to take measures.
"I wonder what the spiritual elder means by saying this?"
Lingshu looked at Ye Xiangyang in a different light. This man was neither humble nor arrogant, and every word he said was to the point: "My meaning is very simple. If you can become Yu Fengyun's appearance in the ghost tribe, you can become a medicine boy in our spirit tribe."
What this said couldn't be clearer, that is, in this Soul Source Competition, the Spirit Clan intends to ask Ye Xiangyang for help.
The Soul Source Competition is a show where masters below the level of the Emperor compete against each other. Even if the Soul Source is divided among the people of their own clan, it is still these Throne masters.
For many years, the fighting between the two races has never stopped, and the ghost race has always suppressed the spirit race a little bit. For example, in the last thousand years, the ghost race received 60% of the soul source, while the spirit race only received 40%.
It is precisely for this reason that the spirit race has always been slightly inferior to the ghost race.
This year, the reason why Kong Yu and Kong Sheng went to the Elite Training Department to challenge was because Yu Qianqiang was in seclusion and there were no alchemy masters in the Elite Training Department. They wanted to win first and deal a blow to the Ghost Clan. In this way, the Spirit Clan would have a greater chance of winning.
Who would have thought that this matter would be ruined by Ye Xiangyang.
When the spiritual elder heard the result of the transaction between the ghost clan and Ye Xiangyang, he trembled all over and was speechless. He originally thought that the ghost clan had a great genius, but who could have expected that this person was Ye Xiangyang, the famous town in Xuanwu Continent.
After discussion, the clan asked him to quietly invite Ye Xiangyang to be a member of their participating team. They must win this battle this year.
"If City Lord Ye can help our spirit race win the battle for the Soul Source, we are willing to trade for a Soul Flower."
Ye Xiangyang chuckled: "Tell me about the specific transaction measures."
Lingshu laughed loudly: "We prepared the Soul Flower for you. You will be the same as our other contestants in the competition. You can also reach the Soul Source. What you gain from it is yours. We don't care."
Ye Xiangyang's eyes suddenly opened, gleaming with brilliance: "Okay, this matter is settled."
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