Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and said in a disgruntled tone:
"Do I look like a fool to you?"
Even if you're going to make an outrageous demand, there has to be a limit, right?
Fifty Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones? Does he think they're cabbages growing in the field?
"How could that be? Senior is wise and insightful, your wisdom is unparalleled.
Fifty seems like it might be a bit much, actually. How about this, business is about reciprocity and making money in harmony. We can't just be blinded by profit. I'll take a step back, how about forty-five?"
Watching Nangong Lingyun's pained and conflicted expression, as if he had suffered a huge loss, Qian Daoliu only felt a throbbing pain in his liver.
Forty-five Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones and you're calling that a concession? What a generous gesture!
"Reciprocity," "harmony brings wealth," "don't be blinded by money"... weren't you basically saying whatever you wanted to say?
He first learned about this exceptional talent, who was considered a one-of-a-kind genius on the entire continent, through his granddaughter's letter.
Super Limit Soul Rings, dual Martial Souls, an extremely rare and precious summoning ability, and at twelve years old, he already possessed Title Douluo level combat strength, capable of merging Martial Souls with a Six-Winged Angel.
He had imagined such a person to be someone of noble character, full of righteous spirit, and with a magnanimous and youthful disposition.
He never expected that, in less than ten minutes of meeting, his idealized image would be completely shattered.
It was like expecting Liu Yifei, but getting Luo Yufeng or Qiao Biluo. That kind of gut-wrenching disappointment.
What a young prodigy...
If someone told him this guy was a reincarnated monster that devoured people without spitting out the bones, he'd believe it.
"No."
Qian Daoliu's voice was resolute, or rather, it was a grinding of teeth. Clearly, he had made up his mind not to be fooled, no matter what.
He was the Great供奉, not some great fool.
No fool would be this foolish.
Nangong Lingyun's eyes darted around, thinking to himself that perhaps his father-in-law didn't recognize the value, not understanding how powerful the Longevity Technique was.
He had so many girlfriends and potential girlfriends. He couldn't have them lacking Soul Bones in the future.
So he said in a serious tone: "Senior, don't be so quick to refuse. How about, we test it out first?"
"How do we test it?"
"This junior dares to challenge the Great供奉's divine might."
"You want to duel with me?"
Qian Daoliu's expression abruptly changed, the immense shock almost causing his pupils to lose focus.
But along with the surprise, he immediately became serious.
Nangong Lingyun might be somewhat cunning, but his talent was even more exaggerated than everyone else realized.
Not just anyone could remain unfazed in the face of a Limit Douluo's imposing presence.
"Yes, only in a real battle can one deeply and comprehensively understand…
just how important a top-tier soul power cultivation technique truly is."
"I believe that the Meditation Method passed down by the Angel family is undoubtedly the best, the best of the best.\n\nPerhaps, if I'm being bold, it might even be related to the Angel God of the past.\n\nBut my technique... its origins might be even more incredible than you can imagine."
A few minutes later, in a desolate, weed-choked valley that seemed to have suffered some unknown catastrophe,\n\nQian Renxue wore a worried expression as she bombarded Qian Daoliu with a barrage of concerns.
"Grandpa, could you please suppress your soul power a little?\n\nYou don't need to match his level, just around level seventy will do."
"Grandpa, you absolutely must show mercy later. This is a friendly spar, not a life-or-death battle."
"Grandpa, you absolutely cannot use your ninth soul skill!"
Listening to these words, which seemed to care but were actually hurtful, Qian Daoliu's gaze at Nangong Lingyun was no longer that of someone assessing a soul battle opponent. It was as if a cuckolded man was staring at the guy who stole his woman right in front of him.
Even he himself didn't know what terrifying power he would unleash next.
However, the old man didn't reveal this on his face, only saying calmly:
"Let's begin."
With those words, his Martial Soul had already attached to him. Three pairs of snow-white wings, each over ten meters long, unfurled from his shoulders, back, and hips.
With a gentle flutter of his wings, he was pulled upwards, hovering in mid-air.
From his eight black and one red nine supreme soul rings, streams of divine aura, vast to the extreme, were also released.
Just these naturally escaping powers already possessed substance, surging like waves in all directions.
Nangong Lingyun's body then expanded to its limit, exploding with endless, dazzling golden light from above. A twenty-meter-tall golden giant stood between the heavens and the earth, the ground beneath his feet directly crushed into two large pits.
The moment the five orange soul rings appeared, they suddenly shone brightly.
Their color, like the evening glow, was even more gorgeous than the setting sun, but the terrifying aura of the True Yang Qi, as if to burn everything, made the other three feel lingering fear.
Qian Renxue was stunned in place. Hadn't it been just a short time since the last Martial Soul fusion?
How did he suddenly become so much stronger?
The Great供奉 also became completely serious.
Previously, he had only been guessing while resisting his aura, but now he could be absolutely certain that the other party indeed possessed the power to contend with him.
This Martial Soul was even more advanced than the Six-Winged Angel. For the first time, he felt a sense of being suppressed.
Even Angel Yan's eyes sparkled with a strange light.
She knew that her little Yun's true strength actually lay in another Martial Soul: the Chaos Holy Spirit.
"Senior, no need to hold back. This junior has his own means of self-preservation."
Nangong Lingyun finished speaking and immediately launched an attack without hesitation.
His right arm rapidly extended outwards, and at the same time, a layer of dark gold armor covered his palm, becoming so large it blotted out the sky and the sun as he fiercely grabbed at the Six-Winged Angel.
The Mystic Turtle True Skill, also known as one of the Ten Strongest Martial Skills, encompassed five weapon techniques: saber, spear, sword, halberd, and staff. It also included five body techniques: fist, palm, leg, finger, and claw.
The former perfectly matched the mystical divine weapons within the Beast Taming Space.
The latter, once fully mastered, would allow the Primal Desolate Saint Body to possess power comparable to a fifty-thousand-year top-grade soul skill with every movement. If pushed to the limit, even a hundred thousand years wasn't out of the question.
As his strength and true qi continued to grow, he would gain more amplification, burst, and transformation skills, which would continue to increase.
This was also the reason why all of his soul skills were either functional or amplification-based: Law of Heaven and Earth, One Qi Three Purities, Golden Light of the Ground, Myriad Transformations, and Reversing Yang to Yin; he had no offensive or defensive abilities at all.
He didn't need them.
With this light grab, Qian Daoliu's expression drastically changed.
His entire body, from top to bottom, including his wings, was enveloped in a layer of golden light as he rapidly retreated backward.
But what shocked him even more was that the palm also accelerated, and it was even faster than him.
In a hurry, he could only activate his Voidification skill,
allowing the palm to pass through his body and smash into the ground beneath his feet.
In an instant, the mountain range shattered, the earth trembled, and billowing smoke and dust obscured the sky.
And after missing with that strike, Nangong Lingyun's left fist was already poised to attack.
"Senior, taste my supreme Yang True Qi."
A layer of orange-red flames swirled around the surface of the golden fist, the flames weren't intense, as if a gust of wind could extinguish them.
But when it struck Qian Daoliu, its soul skill effects were instantly broken, and he spat blood as he was sent flying far into the already broken ground.
Voidification could nullify physical attacks, but this punch dealt both physical and magical damage.
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