The Imagining Ghost Douluo, A Deal!

Yu Xiao Gang felt a warmth in his heart. Even though he had loudly insisted on leaving, his father still cared about him.

Father, Father, don't worry. I won't go back until I've accomplished something.

He looked at the pill bottle, but still decided not to take it.

He would rather trust himself. What if his old father had been deceived?

He would keep it by his side as a memento. It was also a way of accepting his father's concern.

Xu Xin had no idea that Trash Gang had no intention of taking the pill. This gave the Ninja Soldier an opportunity to steal it back.

If that was the case, he could just replace it with another one.

Since he wanted to keep it as a memento, who could he blame once the pill's effects faded with time?

Xu Xin had originally planned to secretly knock this guy out and take the pill away without anyone noticing. But now, it turned out the man simply didn't believe the pill worked at all.

If Trash Gang knew that his old father had spent twelve million Golden Soul Coins on this pill, only for him to keep it around as a lucky ornament... who knew what kind of scene that would make.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"'The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls'—as expected of me, Yu Xiao Gang. Only I could write such a masterpiece."

Yu Xiao Gang looked proudly at his book, warmth filling his heart.

Just in case, he had even deliberately used different handwriting this time. He had not forgotten the humiliation from the Clear Sky Sect. Hmph!

After all, Yu Xiao Gang did have some brains.

Slowly opening The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls (PS: abbreviated as, The Ten Great Nonsense Conclusions), Yu Xiao Gang felt utterly delighted.

The first of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls: There are no useless Martial Souls in this world, only Soul Masters who do not know how to cultivate them. (PS: abbreviated as: There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters!)

Second: Martial Soul Mimicry Theory—plant-type Soul Masters can absorb beast-type Soul Rings, and vice versa!

Third... Fourth...

Only at the very end did Yu Xiao Gang finally close his "work" in satisfaction. "Once this is published, I, Yu Xiao Gang, will become famous throughout the entire Soul Master world."

After all, he had combined so much knowledge. And all that knowledge had been copied by him... Pah, pah, pah—it had all been thought up by him. Yes, that's right, all of it had been thought up by him.

Heh heh heh...

Hugging his masterpiece, Yu Xiao Gang fell into a deep sleep.

After Yu Xiao Gang fell asleep, the Ninja Soldier silently replaced the Mysterious Water Pill in the bottle with another pill: a Fart Pill.

After taking it, a person would keep farting nonstop. Apparently, if Yu Xiao Gang's Martial Soul consumed it, its power might become even stronger.

But the scene when Yu Xiao Gang took this pill in front of Yu Yuanzhen... that was a matter for later, so it would not be discussed for now.

Meanwhile, the pill sale in Shadow Hall had come to a complete end.

The Clear Sky Sect spent another four million Golden Soul Coins to purchase pills that increased cultivation speed. However, this time, the pills only lasted for one shichen.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did the same. With their vast wealth, they bought quite a lot.

The other few were more or less the same.

At this moment, only the people from Spirit Hall remained in Shadow Hall...

"Xu Xin, it's time to take off your mask, isn't it?" Bibi Dong walked up to Xu Xin and reached out to rub the boy's head.

Xu Xin did not refuse. He removed his mask in front of them.

"You brat... you're the master of Shadow Hall?" Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo stared at Xu Xin in astonishment.

This little fellow was the master of Shadow Hall?

They did not believe it. Would so many Title Douluo really listen to this kid? There had to be someone else behind him. There definitely had to be.

Xu Xin nodded and admitted it, but judging by the looks on their faces, they did not seem to believe him.

Bibi Dong, on the other hand, did believe it. After all, Liu Erlong had called this fellow Hall Master right in front of her.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo shook their heads. Impossible. Absolutely impossible. There had to be someone behind this guy, and that person had to be an expert.

The two exchanged glances and clearly saw the same thought in each other's eyes. Shadow Hall had hidden itself deeply—they had actually sent a little kid to fool them.

It seemed that when they returned, they needed to warn the Pope to be more cautious. Shadow Hall was not as simple as it appeared.

Xu Xin: I'm being completely honest with you, and you're just making things up in your heads?

"Ju Hua Guan, shall we step outside for a chat?" Dugu Bo removed his mask and slowly looked toward Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was startled. "Old Poison? You... you actually joined Shadow Hall, and you've even become a Title Douluo?"

Ghost Douluo was equally shocked. Sure enough, Shadow Hall was not as simple as they had imagined. They still wanted to conceal the truth? Little did they know, they had already seen through it.

"What do you mean, joined? I call it a wise minister choosing a worthy master. If you're uneducated, read more books."

"Come on, come on. Let's go outside and have a fight first."

Dugu Bo smiled faintly and dragged Chrysanthemum Douluo outside. They did not look like enemies with a deep grudge at all.

Bibi Dong said nothing and simply let them settle it themselves.

"Come on, Sister Dong'er. I've got a little something for you, and we can do some business while we're at it."

Xu Xin spoke slowly as he led Bibi Dong and the other woman to the discussion hall on the second floor.

Liu Erlong was already waiting inside the hall.

"Dong'er!" The moment Liu Erlong saw Bibi Dong, she immediately rushed over and hugged her.

The two had not seen each other for a long time, but their relationship had not grown distant. After all, they had exchanged letters almost constantly.

In the original story, the two had been rivals in love. Now, however, they had become close girlfriends. Fate truly worked in wondrous ways.

Only after they had finished catching up did Xu Xin slowly speak. "Sister Dong'er, there are three million Golden Soul Coins on this card. Consider it a gesture of sincerity."

Bibi Dong did not stand on ceremony. She accepted the card and put it away.

"What kind of deal do you want to make with Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's tone became much more serious.

"Sister Dong'er, you've already seen the effects of the pills."

"Spirit Hall has vast resources, so this deal is naturally simple. Spirit Hall provides medicinal herbs, materials, and the like."

"We'll exchange pills for your herbs and materials. We refine the pills, and you provide the herbs."

"We split it sixty-forty. You take sixty, and we take forty. After all, you're the ones providing the herbs, but we still need to charge a processing fee."

"If you wish, you can also have us sell the pills allocated to you. We'll only take ten percent of the profits."

Xu Xin said with a faint smile.

Friendship was friendship, and profit was profit. You would definitely make money, but he definitely would not lose out. How would you know how many finished pills he could produce?

"Of course, under this arrangement, whenever we develop new pills in the future, Spirit Hall will have priority purchasing rights, and the prices will be more favorable."

Xu Xin laid out his proposal. Although he had the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well behind him, the more people he could fleece, the better. In any case, the Ninja Soldiers were the ones refining the pills; it was fine to use them like people living pretty comfortable lives.

So this round was guaranteed profit, all right?

Bibi Dong pondered for a while. Indeed, the medicinal herbs owned by Spirit Hall did not seem to have much use. Chrysanthemum Douluo had been the one cultivating them all along.

This deal seemed feasible. "Sixty-forty it is."

"However, I'll have to return and discuss this with my teacher."

Xu Xin nodded, not surprised in the least. This was a cooperation between two factions, after all; it could not be decided so casually.

"Dong'er, where are you going to train next? Can I come with you?"

Liu Erlong looked at Bibi Dong earnestly. Compared with studying, she wanted to go out and fight more...

This past month had been far too painful for her. Boohoo... all that moral and artistic cultivation—this old lady refused to learn it!!

"Erlong, you probably can't go to the place I'm heading to..."