Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1869 - 1868: Almost Cried from the Ugliness (7th Update!)
Lucky Star!
Su Han kept thinking, Lin Fengjie, this guy, really is his lucky star!
Those so-called sect rewards, personal rewards, and compensation are all illusions. After all, the Heavenly Talent Tournament hasn’t started yet, and Su Han hasn’t received any effective placement.
But the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid from the Fiery Furious Flood Dragon is real!
Moreover, Lin Fengjie knows nothing about Su Han’s long search for these Flood Dragon Spirit Liquids, yet today, just delivered them. Truly, it’s like searching high and low only to find it effortlessly!
"Lucky star, haha..." Su Han laughed heartily to himself.
...
In the end, after Su Han comforted him countless times, Lin Fengjie reluctantly agreed and sat down again.
Su Han didn’t brew for him the fine tea that can increase cultivation speed by a hundredfold.
Truth be told, neither of them actually cared about that.
After Lin Fengjie sat down again, Su Han pondered and said, "How about this, since you’re so good to me, I can’t make you sad. The Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid stays, but I only want fivefold the compensation, how about it?"
Lin Fengjie said nothing, got up and was about to leave.
"Fourfold!" Su Han quickly shouted.
"Threefold, threefold!"
Lin Fengjie stopped, turned around, and stared at Su Han, gritting his teeth and said, "As for the compensation I mentioned, it’s the same as those young masters and immortal fairies, this is the most I can offer. As for this Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid, it’s personally from me, Lin Fengjie, and has nothing to do with Qing Emperor Sect. You should know how precious this is, I don’t even want to use it myself!"
Looking at his almost teary and aggrieved appearance, Su Han’s mouth twitched slightly. Suddenly, he wondered whether he was being a bit too bullying?
Bully my ass!
This isn’t bullying, this is sticking it to the rich, alright?
To Qing Emperor Sect, not to mention tenfold, even a hundredfold, a thousandfold, or ten thousandfold, they could easily afford it.
The key issue is whether they are willing to let it go.
"Alright then..."
Su Han sighed, shook his head, and said, "Considering you’re my brother, let’s leave it at that. Give me the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid and provide the compensation you mentioned."
"Sure?"
"Sure!"
"Whish!"
A storage ring landed in front of Su Han, and he immediately took it, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and indeed found a complete set of Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid inside.
Clearly, Lin Fengjie hadn’t used it before.
However, Su Han was also helpless.
The tenfold compensation was directly gone; just in Spirit Crystals, it meant indirectly losing 4.5 trillion!
Such a quantity of Spirit Crystals is definitely more precious than Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid and has greater use.
But there’s no helping it, they won’t give it, can Su Han forcibly take it?
Not to mention Qing Emperor Sect, any sect wouldn’t agree to Su Han’s shameless demand.
He might be confident in taking the first place in this Heavenly Talent Tournament, but others don’t know his true capabilities; they can’t possibly gamble 5 trillion Spirit Crystals for a joke.
"Seems it’s time to showcase my famous status!"
Su Han secretly thought, "Only by opening up this fame can I have the qualification to negotiate terms, but... can’t use my current identity, that Nine Shadows Young Master would be better."
"Here, this crystal stone is for you."
Lin Fengjie said grumpily, "This is a long-distance Sound Transmission Crystal, spanning over half of the Lower-Class Star Region. Before the Heavenly Talent Tournament begins, I’ll notify you. By then, make sure to come quickly."
"Shouldn’t the Qing Emperor Sect people come pick me up with a Starry Battleship?"
Lin Fengjie: "..."
...
Lin Fengjie left, almost fuming.
He felt if he continued staying here with Su Han, he’d truly explode from anger.
And as for Su Han, after Lin Fengjie left, he immediately took the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid of the Fiery Furious Flood Dragon back to his Cave Mansion.
The Fiery Furious Flood Dragon ranks second last among the Eight Jiao Dragons, but for Su Han’s First Grade Void Heaven Realm cultivation base, it’s still extremely significant.
At least, for Su Han to break through to Second Grade Void Heaven Realm is no difficulty!
Given Su Han’s current battle power, he could fight against Fourth Grade Divine Sea Realm without consuming Blazing Wine; consuming it would make defeating Fourth Grade Divine Sea no issue!
And if he could break through to Second Grade Void Heaven Realm, even defeating Fifth Grade Divine Sea Realm would be possible!
However, the Heavenly Talent Tournament limits cultivation below Fusion Realm.
That is to say, cultivations within Divine Sea Realm, including Seventh Grade Divine Sea Realm, can participate!
Even though looking across the entire Lower-Class Star Region, few can reach Seventh Grade Divine Sea Realm within ten thousand years, Su Han still needs to prepare thoroughly.
A year outside is equivalent to 130 years within the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son for Su Han.
"Once Lin Fengjie notifies me, I’ll have to travel immediately to Qing Emperor Sect, and even at my speed, the journey will take at least three months."
Su Han mumbled to himself, "Meaning, even in the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, I have less than a hundred years left..."
With the presence of Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid, Su Han can rapidly achieve Second Grade Void Heaven Realm.
But Third Grade would be more challenging. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Only reaching Third Grade will allow Su Han to compete steadily and confidently in that Heavenly Talent Tournament!
"Thinking any more is useless; let’s break through to Second Grade first!"
Su Han took a deep breath, just about to enter his cave mansion when a massive silhouette suddenly shimmered from afar.
Su Han turned his head, showing an unusual expression, and chuckled, "So, how did it go with your matchmaking this time?"
The newcomer was none other than the scoundrel Xiao Qinxian!
That annoying Pipi Dragon swaggered, looking quite majestic...
No, majestic isn’t the right word; rather, it appears very... punchable.
Yes, definitely punchable!
Xiao Qinxian stood on its back, slowly arriving, and when passing over Su Han’s head, didn’t even look at him and directly intended to leave.
Su Han waved his hand, grabbed Pipi Dragon’s tail, and abruptly pulled him down.
"What are you doing?!" Xiao Qinxian inhaled a noseful of dust.
"Didn’t you hear me talking to you?" Su Han frowned.
"I heard, but I don’t want to answer!"
Xiao Qinxian gritted his teeth, "What kind of crappy friends, I see only foolish idiots! All they think about is matchmaking for me. The first time they introduced me to a lady, the second time... I... I was almost uglified to tears by the other party!"
Su Han was taken aback and decided not to ask further.
Apparently, the outcome of this matchmaking wasn’t too good either...
"Poor choice of friends!"
Su Han patted Xiao Qinxian’s shoulder, sympathetically saying, "I understand you, you’ll succeed eventually."
Xiao Qinxian’s mouth twitched sharply and immediately said, "Well, I have other things, I’ll be going now."
Although it was unclear why he appeared so busy, Su Han released Pipi Dragon’s tail.
