Negotiating with the Body Sect

Soul King?

Angel Martial Soul, is this child even fifteen years old?

What a heaven-sent prodigy. It seems cooperation might not be out of the question; perhaps this child could become the first healing-type Limit Douluo in the future, or even become a god...

Although Du Busi thought this to himself, his expression remained unchanged, still extremely stern: "Interesting. Your Martial Soul is decent, but you are only level 50 right now. Can you really heal my hidden injuries?"

Xu Yanli smiled and said: "Sect Master Du, does it matter whether you believe me or not? What matters is that the opportunity is right in front of you. Are you willing to take it?"

Du Busi paused, his eyes tightly shut. After a moment, he slowly opened them, golden light erupting as he laughed: "Oh, relying on these alone does not count as an opportunity. Little doll, I no longer have any desire to break through my limits."

Xu Yanli did not retreat; instead, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "What about the sect's heritage? Does Sect Master Du not care about that at all? Or is it that you truly wish to be bound to the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"Even if we are bound, so what?" Du Busi sneered. "At the very least, the Heaven Dou Empire has given our Body Sect land, fame, and status."

Xu Yanli looked up, staring straight into Du Busi's eyes, and revealed a faint smile: "What if I could provide those as well? And I would never harbor any suspicion toward you, because I have the confidence and the strength."

"Oh, isn't a weak monarch a good thing? That way, our Body Sect can reign supreme within the Heaven Dou Empire," Du Busi said calmly.

Xu Yanli looked around to ensure no one else was present before saying quite calmly: "Then what if I possess the potential to become a god?"

At this moment, Du Busi's hands clenched instantly, a flash of disbelief crossing his eyes.

The ones from ten thousand years ago, those few who achieved godhood, had protected the Tang Sect for over a thousand years, even when every successive sect master was mediocre.

But soon, his expression instantly tightened. After all, talk is cheap, and in these ten thousand years, there have been so many brilliant talents, yet no one has achieved godhood.

"Becoming a god, little doll, do you know what you are saying? How many people have wanted to walk the path to godhood, but in the end, besides those few from ten thousand years ago, who has ever succeeded?" Du Busi scoffed.

Du Busi's pressure descended instantly, as if he wanted to probe the bottom line of the person before him.

Unfortunately, Long Xiaoyao would not indulge him.

The moment his pressure was released, the air in the entire hall instantly solidified.

Xu Yanli could feel an invisible pressure, as if an invisible hand were pressing down on every inch of space.

Du Busi's eyes shrank instantly, his face turning deathly pale as he said word by word: "Limit Douluo!"

A faint, ethereal aura slowly spilled out from the space behind Xu Yanli.

That aura had no intention of attacking; it simply and quietly pushed the pressure back, as if saying, I am here, who dares to bully the younger generation?

However, the mere existence of that aura was enough to make Du Busi afraid to press down any further, nor did he dare to test the youth before him again.

Huo Yuhao nervously gripped his hem, one hand slowly reaching toward the edge of Xu Yanli's robe, tugging at it.

Xu Yanli rolled his eyes, glancing at Huo Yuhao. Seeing the expression on his face, a trace of helplessness flashed across his own.

He had actually understood what this guy meant—this guy was asking why he had brought him here!

Du Busi's gaze remained fixed on the few people before him, not daring to slacken in the slightest, his tone naturally softening as he said:

"Fine, even if what you say is true, why should I trust you? Trust that you can heal my hidden injuries, trust that you will definitely become a god in the future, and trust that you will remember today's promise after you do?"

Xu Yanli smiled and said: "Then why don't you try the healing ability of my Martial Soul first?"

Du Busi slowly clenched his fists, then let out a breath and said: "Fine."

The angel behind Xu Yanli bloomed with light once more, its hands clasped together in a prayerful gesture.

The fourth soul ring suddenly lit up. Fourth Soul Skill: Moon Tide • Prayer of Peace.

White light rippled slowly from the Angel Martial Soul, falling upon the Body Sect Master, Du Busi.

Du Busi let out a soft hum, clearly feeling the comfort.

He could clearly feel his internal hidden injuries healing bit by bit, but after more than half had healed, the process stopped instantly.

Xu Yanli slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Sect Master Du, how is it?"

"Not bad. It seems you do have the ability to heal my hidden injuries. But what do you want?" Du Busi stared at Xu Yanli, a flash of disbelief in his eyes.

"I am looking for an ally, and at the same time, a partner on the road to unification," Xu Yanli said calmly.

"Unification? Are you from the Star Luo Empire royal family? No, the Star Luo Empire isn't that arrogant. You are from the Sun Moon, aren't you?" Du Busi slowly stood up, a faint killing intent appearing on his face, but he retracted it instantly at the thought of the Limit Douluo from just moments ago.

In truth, he had no deep hatred for the Sun Moon Empire. If given enough benefits and the ability for his Body Sect to continue developing, moving to the Sun Moon Empire might not be a bad thing.

Actually, he had already realized that if a war were to break out in the future, the Sun Moon Empire would surely win, unless Shrek Academy could gather another group of...

But he did not trust those emperors of the Sun Moon Empire.

Moreover, he clearly remembered this face before him; he had seen it before in the Star Luo Empire royal family—that Grand Princess.

If the person before him were to become the Empress of the Sun Moon Empire, his Body Sect might not...

"I can agree to your conditions, but I hope my partner is you, not the Sun Moon Empire. At the same time, it is impossible for me to shift the entire sect's focus to the Sun Moon Empire right now," Du Busi said after a moment of silence.

Xu Yanli smiled and said: "That goes without saying. What I need right now is merely the Xiaoyao Pavilion to have someone to protect it, and the status the Body Sect currently possesses is exactly what I require. At the same time, when cooperation is needed, I hope we can establish a good partnership."

"Fine, but is that all?" Du Busi said after a moment of silence.

"That is all. Oh, there is one more thing." Xu Yanli glanced back at Huo Yuhao beside him and slowly pushed him forward: "Yuhao, come, release your Martial Soul."

Huo Yuhao's feet rose with a white soul ring, and his eyes bloomed with a glow—the Spirit Eye Martial Soul.

At this moment, Du Busi's expression instantly crumbled. One had to know that the more important the part of a Body Martial Soul, the more powerful it was, and the eyes...