"Tang Wei, are you asking for a dance?" Qian Xunji's expression instantly turned cold.
What was wrong with him?
Why did he call for Qian Daoliu every time something happened?
Did he really think Qian Daoliu was all-powerful?
Tang Wei didn't understand what "asking for a dance" meant, but from Qian Xunji's stance, it was clear he meant to throw his weight around and drive him off with his fists.
How could he be willing to leave just like that?
The Titan Giant Ape was all of Tang Hao's hopes. Besides, their Clear Sky Sect had pursued and grievously wounded the Soul Beast. Why should he hand it over to Qian Xunji?
Tang Wei called out for Qian Daoliu several more times.
Qian Daoliu gave no answer.
Though he deeply despised Qian Xunji's behavior and wanted to see justice done for Tang Wei, he knew all too well that his rebellious son would never agree. Qian Xunji had grown too powerful, and at present, there was nothing Qian Daoliu could do about him.
The only result would be losing face completely. He did hope Tang Wei could teach Qian Xunji a lesson with the advantage of numbers, but that was obviously impossible.
When Tang Wei saw that Qian Daoliu hadn't appeared, he understood that he could no longer count on him. His greatest hope was gone.
Now, his only option was to offer money or goods in exchange for the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
If Qian Xunji refused to make a deal, Tang Wei would have no choice but to risk attacking him, and make him understand that the Clear Sky Sect wasn't to be trifled with—even if the Spirit Hall had two Limit Douluo.
Tang Wei stopped calling out and turned back to Qian Xunji. "Qian Xunji, I've never met anyone as shameless as you."
"Tell me, how much will it take for you to return this Soul Beast to our Clear Sky Sect?" Tang Wei had never felt as humiliated as he did today.
Qian Xunji didn't answer. He merely turned his gaze toward a female Titled Douluo.
That female Titled Douluo was Tang Weiwei.
Ten years had passed, and Tang Weiwei had successfully advanced from Soul Douluo to Titled Douluo. She was only a little older than him. Surely, if he joined with her, they could produce talented offspring.
But Tang Weiwei wasn't Qian Xunji's true target. He knew Tang Wei wouldn't sacrifice a Titled Douluo for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
His real target today was Tang Wei's third daughter, Tang Yuehua, who had been born with level ten innate soul power and the Noble Domain.
Although she had been born with level ten innate soul power and possessed a domain, her innate defect meant she couldn't attach Soul Rings to her Martial Soul at all.
So, for her entire life, she would remain a level-ten Soul Scholar—a cripple.
In the eyes of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Yuehua was a cripple. But in Qian Xunji's eyes, she was a precious treasure.
Once a Soul Master reached the Soul Saint rank, they became a high-level Soul Master.
And it was extremely difficult for high-level Soul Masters to get pregnant. Just look at Bibi Dong, Xue Ying, and Leng Lingyuan to see for yourself.
Tang Yuehua was different. She was merely a Soul Scholar, which meant she could get pregnant easily. And with her innate level-ten soul power, her talent was certainly not weak.
She was the perfect vessel for bearing children!
Surely Tang Wei would be happy to trade Tang Yuehua for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Of course, Qian Xunji wouldn't let Tang Hao easily get the Titan Giant Ape. He'd rig things a little, doing his best to make Tang Wei lose both his daughter and the prize, and take the Clear Sky Sect for a real ride.
They were destined to become enemies anyway, so Qian Xunji had no qualms about cheating them.
As for Tang Weiwei, Qian Xunji certainly wouldn't pass her up.
But not now. If he got the chance in the future, he would knock Tang Weiwei unconscious in secret and lock her in the Underground Palace beneath the Pope Palace.
Without anyone knowing.
"Qian Xunji, have you decided on a price?" Tang Wei saw that Qian Xunji wasn't answering and was staring at Tang Weiwei the whole time. Deeply displeased, he interrupted Qian Xunji's thoughts.
Qian Xunji wasn't angry. He smiled and said, "A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is precious, but my Spirit Hall isn't short on them. Since Sect Master Tang is sincere about buying it, I'll sell it to you."
"However, I'm afraid you won't agree to the price I name."
Qian Xunji's words made Tang Wei wary. "Qian Xunji, name your price first. If it's reasonable, I'll pay."
"Sect Master Tang, I don't want much. Just sell Tang Weiwei to me as a slave, and this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast will belong to your Clear Sky Sect." Qian Xunji stared straight at Tang Weiwei, his lust utterly undisguised.
"Qian Xunji, you're asking to die!" Tang Weiwei was beautiful, but she had a fiery temper and was quick to flare up.
"Tang Weiwei, I just love that fiery temper of yours. Once you're mine, I'll make sure to take good care of you."
"Then we'll see whether I'm harder or your little mouth is."
"Qian Xunji, go to hell!" Qian Xunji's words were no different from an insult. Tang Weiwei could no longer hold back and lunged at him.
Even if she died, she would make Qian Xunji pay for what he'd just said.
"Elder Wei, don't act rashly!" Tang Wei grabbed Tang Weiwei. This was no time to provoke Qian Xunji.
There was still fire in Tang Weiwei's eyes, but when she met Tang Wei's stern gaze, her anger instantly wilted.
She glared at Qian Xunji with murderous intent, telling him that one day she would make him pay.
Tang Wei turned to Qian Xunji and flatly refused. "Qian Xunji, dream on. Tang Weiwei is an elder of the Clear Sky Sect. How could she be treated like a piece of merchandise?"
"If you keep making trouble, don't blame the elders here for showing you no mercy."
"Name another price."
Qian Xunji shook his head and sighed. "I believe that in this world, if the price is right, anything can become merchandise one day."
"But if Sect Master Tang doesn't want to sell Tang Weiwei to me as a slave, then so be it."
"How about this, Sect Master Tang? If you won't sell Tang Weiwei, sell me Tang Yuehua instead."
"She's nothing but a cripple, after all."
"Isn't that right?"
"Trading a cripple for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is a sure win for you!"
"Qian Xunji, I already told you—the people of my Clear Sky Sect aren't merchandise!" Tang Wei was furious and refused him once more.
Qian Xunji's expression turned cold again. "So there's no deal?"
"If there's no deal, then Sect Master Tang, please leave."
As he spoke, Qian Xunji released his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and Angel Domain.
Under the Angel Domain's oppressive presence, Tang Wei felt suffocated.
Only now did Tang Wei realize that even with five elders at his side, they still wouldn't be a match for Qian Xunji alone.
Qian Xunji was terrifying. Tang Wei felt that he had already surpassed the Limit Douluo realm and reached a whole new level.
But how was that possible? Everyone knew that the Limit Douluo realm was the limit of humanity.
Tang Wei looked at the Titan Giant Ape, truly unwilling to give it up. Gritting his teeth, he named a price that pained him beyond words.
"Qian Xunji, I'm willing to pay a hundred million Gold Soul Coins for this Soul Beast."
"Make things easier, and leave yourself more options."
"More options?"
"Tang Wei, you're not worthy."
Qian Xunji's disdain was plain to see.
"I'll say it again: if you want this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, either sell me Tang Weiwei or sell me Tang Yuehua. There's no third option."
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