Immortal Herbs Obtained, Bought for One Gold Soul Coin! Holy Soul Village, New Ah Yin? (Seeking Follow-up Reading!)

"I haven't seen you before, but the scent on you is very familiar."

Xu Zhao chuckled softly.

"Although you used a special Soul Tool to isolate your aura, that unique medicinal fragrance originating from heaven and earth treasures cannot deceive my nose."

"If I'm not mistaken, you should still have a few extremely high-grade immortal herbs hidden in that Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch, right?"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, a stormy sea surged in Tang San's heart.

How is that possible?!

The Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch was a gift from Dugu Bo.

Its greatest function was the ability to perfectly isolate aura, and it could even hold living things.

Ever since he placed the immortal herbs inside, even a Title Douluo like Dugu Bo could not detect the slightest trace.

This Xu Zhao before him could actually smell the scent of the immortal herbs from inside the pouch?

What kind of terrifying perception is this?!

"Your Excellency is joking."

Tang San took a deep breath, his palm quietly shielding the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch at his waist, his eyes flickering:

"This junior only has some ordinary medicinal herbs for healing on me; where would I have any immortal herbs..."

"Let's not play games."

Xu Zhao directly interrupted Tang San's sophistry, a hint of impatience in his tone:

"I have taken a fancy to those herbs of yours."

"Name your price, I'm buying them."

Although he said "buy" with his mouth.

The terrifying pressure emitted by those nine soul rings of Xu Zhao's quietly intensified at this moment.

Clearly, he was not giving Tang San any room to refuse.

How is this a transaction?

This is clearly daylight robbery!

Tang San's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant.

Those few immortal herbs were the final trump cards he had kept for himself.

They were critical resources.

Each one was worth a fortune and could not be measured by Gold Soul Coins at all!

Furthermore, the other party's high-and-mighty attitude of forceful seizure touched the deep-seated pride within Tang San's heart.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency."

Tang San raised his head, looking directly at Xu Zhao.

His body trembled slightly under the pressure.

But he still said:

"These herbs are vital to this junior and are not for sale."

"I ask that Your Excellency... look elsewhere!"

Before Xu Zhao could even speak, Xiao Wu and the others behind Tang San were already scared out of their wits.

"Third Brother! Have you lost your mind?!"

Xiao Wu grabbed Tang San's sleeve tightly, her small face deathly pale, her eyes filled with terror.

The other party is a peerless fiend who possesses four 100,000-year soul rings!

Even a Title Douluo is like an ant before him; how could Tang San dare to refuse him to his face?

This is simply pulling whiskers from a tiger's mouth—it's suicide!

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others were also dripping with cold sweat, their legs turning to jelly.

They were terrified that if Xu Zhao became unhappy, he would wipe them all out with a casual wave of his hand.

Just at this critical moment.

A petite figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd and stood in front of Tang San.

"Wait a moment!"

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, although her body was also trembling slightly.

But she still forced her back to straighten, raised her head, and tried hard not to let her gaze dodge.

She looked directly at Xu Zhao.

"This... Your Excellency."

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled, but her tone was unusually firm:

"I ask that Your Excellency please do not make things difficult for Third Brother!"

"Since those medicinal herbs are Third Brother's prized possessions, a gentleman does not take what others love. Given your status and position, why must you haggle with us juniors?"

Having said this, Ning Rongrong seemed afraid that Xu Zhao would not buy it, or perhaps she was trying to bolster her own courage.

She gritted her teeth and played her biggest trump card:

"Furthermore... I am Ning Rongrong, daughter of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master Ning Fengzhi!"

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is one of the Upper Three Sects. Not only does our sect have my father, the continent's number one support-type soul master, but we also have Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, two Title Douluo, guarding the sect!"

Ning Rongrong finished in one breath, her chest heaving violently, her eyes filled with a mix of hope and threat:

"If Your Excellency insists on making things difficult for us today, I fear... the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not sit idly by!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene fell into dead silence.

Flender and Zhao Wuji exchanged glances, secretly groaning in their hearts.

My little ancestor!

Bringing up the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at a time like this might work against an ordinary powerhouse.

But the person before them... is someone who dares to capture the crown prince of the Star Luo Empire and even imprison Duke Nether!

Would he care about a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Sure enough.

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's words, the expression on Xu Zhao's face did not change in the slightest; he didn't even lift an eyelid.

He merely glanced at Ning Rongrong indifferently, his gaze like that of someone looking at an ant that didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Xu Zhao chuckled, his tone carrying a hint of amusement:

"Sword Dao Chen Xin?

Bone Dragon Gu Rong?"

"Just two Title Douluo around level ninety-five."

Chen Xin 96, Gu Rong 95.

"If the two of them were standing in front of me right now, perhaps they could make me loosen up my muscles a little."

"But you, a little girl, think you can use them to pressure me?"

Xu Zhao shook his head, a flash of disdain in his eyes:

"Never mind you, even if your father Ning Fengzhi came here himself, he wouldn't dare speak to me like that."

"You—!"

Ning Rongrong was choked with anger, her small face flushing red.

She had been pampered since childhood; wherever she went, wasn't she treated like the stars surrounding the moon?

When had she ever been looked down upon like this?

And the other party didn't even put Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa in his eyes!

"You are too arrogant!"

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but shout:

"Sword Grandpa is known as the Title Douluo with the number one attack power in the world!

Even if your soul ring configuration is terrifying, you might not necessarily be able to defeat Sword Grandpa!"

"Oh?"

Xu Zhao raised an eyebrow, seemingly interested.

He slowly descended until he was eye-level with Ning Rongrong.

The terrifying pressure instantly made Ning Rongrong's breath hitch.

The surge of momentum she had just felt dissipated by more than half in an instant.

"Since you have so much confidence in those two grandfathers of yours..."

A playful arc curled at the corner of Xu Zhao's mouth:

"Then how about this."

"I will give you a chance."

"You can send a signal now, or use any method to contact your father and those two old fellows."

"Tell them to hurry over immediately."

"I will wait right here."

Xu Zhao crossed his arms over his chest, his expression indifferent, as if he were speaking of the most mundane matter:

"It just so happens that I, too, would like to see if this so-called 'number one attack under heaven' can withstand a single move from me."

"If they can defeat me, then never mind these few pathetic weeds; even the treasury of my Great Sun Prince Mansion shall be yours to pick from."

"But if they lose..."

Xu Zhao's eyes turned cold, his gaze sweeping across everyone present:

"Then the lives of everyone at Shrek Academy, including the future of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, will belong to me."

"How about it?

Do you dare to bet?"

Arrogant!

It was arrogant to the extreme!

To think he would attempt to challenge two Title Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect all by himself?