Su Yuntao and Dugu Bo exchanged a smile. With the entire Breaking Clan helping to refine the medicine, there was no doubt the herbs in their hands would reach their greatest value.
"Old Yang, why not move the entire Breaking Clan to Heaven Dou City? I'll speak with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, and you can settle in the most luxurious part of the city."
"As for the income from refining and selling pills, the three of us can split it evenly. What do you think?"
"Good! No problem!" Yang Wudi laughed heartily.
The three of them raised their cups and drank. After several rounds of wine and a full meal,
Yang Wudi suddenly said, "Old Poison, drinking isn't much fun. How about we spar?"
At that, the corner of Su Yuntao's mouth curled into a smile. He knew that Yang Wudi, the battle-crazed man who had come out of Slaughter City, had finally been unable to resist testing his strength.
"Old Yang, are you sure?" Dugu Bo asked with a smile.
"Of course."
Dugu Bo replied casually, "That works for me. My hands have been itching lately, too. This is the perfect chance to stretch my muscles."
Looking at Dugu Bo's relaxed expression, Su Yuntao shook his head.
"Little Monster, what is it?" Dugu Bo asked, noticing Su Yuntao's strange expression. "Do you think Old Yang won't fare well against me?"
"Cough, cough." Su Yuntao choked on his wine. "Old Poison, it's nothing. You and Old Yang just have a good fight."
On the open ground outside the manor,
Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo faced each other. A breeze swept past, stirring their hair. The scene radiated the bearing of two masters.
Dugu Bo smiled. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine enormous Soul Rings appeared one