Bargaining Under Title Douluo Pressure! Di Yao Did Not Beg, He Only Named His Price!

Deep within the poison formation.

With every step forward, the poison in the air grew heavier.

Dugu Bo did not restrain his pressure.

He deliberately made it difficult for Di Yao to walk.

That Title Douluo-level poisonous force was like icy venomous snakes, constantly burrowing toward Di Yao's meridians.

Di Yao's steps remained steady.

But his face grew paler and paler.

The Great Sun Golden Flame circulated slowly within him, burning away the toxins that entered his body bit by bit.

Dugu Bo walked ahead, his voice hoarse.

"Kid, say so if you can't hold on."

Di Yao said, "Would you stop if I did?"

Dugu Bo sneered.

"No."

Di Yao nodded.

"Then there is no need to say it."

Dugu Bo glanced back at him.

"I've seen plenty of stubborn-mouthed brats like you."

Di Yao said, "I'm not being stubborn."

"I just haven't reached the point where I need to yield."

Dugu Bo's gaze turned cold.

The Poison Mist suddenly thickened.

Di Yao's body sank sharply.

His bones let out faint crackling sounds.

The stone and soil beneath his feet split apart, while his chest felt as though a huge boulder were pressing down on it.

The pressure of death drew near once more.

Yet he did not kneel.

Nor did he roar in fury.

He merely raised a hand and wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Dugu."

"If you keep pressing, the value of this deal will drop."

Dugu Bo froze.

Then he gave a sinister laugh.

"You still dare talk about value?"

Di Yao said, "The more seriously I'm injured, the slower I'll be at working out a detoxification plan for Dugu Yan."

"If you only want to vent your anger, you may continue."

"If you want to save your granddaughter, then you should conserve some strength."

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes.

Was this brat truly unafraid of death?

No.

He was afraid.

Dugu Bo could see it.

Cold sweat beaded on Di Yao's forehead, and his breathing was heavier than before.

Yet the child forcibly suppressed his fear.

He could even negotiate a deal beneath the pressure of a Title Douluo.

Such temperament did not belong to a child.

Much less an ordinary genius.

Dugu Bo withdrew part of his pressure.

"Speak."

"What makes you think you can help me?"

Di Yao raised his head.

"First."

"You absorb poison into your body and forcibly suppress it with Soul Power."

"This path may make you strong in the short term, but it will inevitably backlash in the long run."

Dugu Bo said nothing.

Di Yao continued.

"Second."

"Dugu Yan's backlash has already begun."

"She is younger than you, and the poison has not yet penetrated deep into her heart meridians."

"Treating her now will cost the least."

"If you delay another ten years, even the Herb Garden might not be able to save her."

Dugu Bo's expression darkened slightly.

"And third?"

Di Yao said, "My Great Sun Golden Flame can burn poison."

"But it cannot restore the foundation that poison has eroded out of nothing."

"It needs the Immortal Herbs in the Herb Garden to work alongside it."

"In other words."

He looked at Dugu Bo.

"I have flame."

"You have medicine."

"Neither is enough alone."

"Only together will they be useful."

Dugu Bo sneered.

"Aren't you afraid I'll force you to hand over the method?"

Di Yao said, "There is no complete method yet."

"You can't force it out of me."

"And if I die, Spirit Hall will learn the location of the Herb Garden."

Killing intent flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes.

Di Yao did not retreat.

"This isn't a threat."

"It is a fact."

"The fact that I could come here means Spirit Hall already has clues."

"If you kill me, the Herb Garden will definitely be exposed."

"If you make a deal with me, the Herb Garden will remain yours for now."

Dugu Bo's gaze turned even colder.

"For now?"

Di Yao said, "Resources will always belong to whoever can protect them."

"How long you can protect them depends on yourself."

Dugu Bo stared at him, then suddenly laughed.

"You really are an irritating little brat."

Di Yao said, "As long as we can negotiate."

Dugu Bo snorted.

"What do you want?"

Di Yao said directly, "Access to the outskirts of the Herb Garden."

"I'll choose three Immortal Herbs suitable for me."

"Senior Dugu must not interfere with my breakthrough to level thirty."

Poisonous light flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes.

"Three?"

"You have quite an appetite."

Di Yao said, "Helping Dugu Yan suppress her poison once is only worth getting through the gate."

"The subsequent poison-suppression plan is worth the first herb."

"Working out a direction for a permanent cure is worth the second."

"Making Spirit Hall temporarily stop pursuing the Herb Garden's origins is worth the third."

Dugu Bo laughed in anger.

"You've calculated everything about me perfectly?"

Di Yao shook his head.

"I'm calculating the deal."

Dugu Bo stepped in front of Di Yao.

The pressure of a Title Douluo bore down at close range.

"What if I say one herb?"

Di Yao said, "Then I'll only suppress the poison once."

"After that, you can figure it out yourself."

Dugu Bo said coldly, "Two herbs."

Di Yao said, "Three."

"You really think I don't dare kill you?"

"You dare."

Di Yao looked at him.

"But you won't."

"At least, not now."

Killing intent churned in Dugu Bo's eyes.

A moment later, he suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter was cold and sinister, startling the surrounding poisonous insects into scattering in all directions.

"Fine."

"Three herbs."

"But I have conditions as well."

Di Yao said, "Speak."

"You may only take Immortal Herbs from the outskirts."

"You may not touch the center of the spring."

"You may not damage the foundation of the Herb Garden."

"And you may not take things at random."

Di Yao nodded.

"Agreed."

Dugu Bo snorted.

"One more thing."

"If you dare deceive Yanyan, I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead."

Di Yao said, "I don't deceive people."

"I only name my price."

Dugu Bo: "..."

This brat really made him want to slap him to death.

The two continued onward.

The Poison Mist gradually dispersed.

The terrain ahead suddenly dipped downward.

An entirely different aura rushed toward them.

One side was freezing cold.

The other was scorching hot.

The two extreme powers of Ice and Fire actually coexisted at the bottom of the valley.

The moment Di Yao stepped into the valley entrance, his Demon Emperor Di Jun Martial Soul suddenly trembled.

The Dark Gold Sun appeared on its own for an instant.

As though it had scented the purest nourishment, the Great Sun Golden Flame became unusually active.

For the first time, Di Yao's eyes visibly lit up.

Within the valley.

All kinds of strange medicinal herbs grew in scattered clusters.

Some were crimson as fire.

Some were icy white like jade.

Some had leaves like gold.

Some had roots and stems entwined with faint Soul Power.

At the very center was a spring clearly divided into red and white.

One half was crimson like magma.

The other was milky white like ice.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Di Yao stood at the mouth of the valley, with only one thought in his heart.

This place.

Was worth more than Soul Bones.

When Dugu Bo saw the look in his eyes, he sneered. "Kid, don't let the herbs dazzle your eyes."

"Many things here will kill you if you so much as touch them."

Di Yao did not argue.

He slowly walked forward.

Within his sea of consciousness, the prototype of the Hetu Luoshu trembled softly.

The auras of one Immortal Herb after another were broken down, classified, and filtered through his senses.

He did not want the most.

He wanted what suited Demon Emperor Di Jun best.

Dugu Bo watched him, his gaze growing increasingly grave.

Because Di Yao was not looking around and touching things at random like an ordinary person.

He was choosing.

And he was choosing with remarkable precision.

A moment later, Di Yao stopped before a pool of crimson-gold lotuses.

"The first one."

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes.

"The Fusang Red Heart Lotus."

Di Yao did not turn around.

"It's mine."

Dugu Bo sneered.

"You certainly know your stuff."

Di Yao continued onward.

Soon, he stopped before a golden-red herb that burned like a tiny sun.

"The Great Sun Blazing Grass."

"The second one."

Dugu Bo's expression darkened further.

This kid was not blindly guessing.

He truly could identify Immortal Herbs.

Finally, Di Yao came to a golden vine growing along the stone wall.

The vine bore three feather-shaped leaves.

Like the wings of a Three-Legged Golden Crow.

A faint dark-golden gleam lit Di Yao's eyes.

"The Golden Crow Vine."

"The third one."

Dugu Bo could no longer hold back.

"How did you recognize them?"

Di Yao raised a hand, and Demon Emperor Di Jun's aura stirred slightly.

The three Immortal Herbs reacted at the same time.

The fiery heart of the Fusang Red Heart Lotus pulsed.

The golden radiance of the Great Sun Blazing Grass surged.

The leaves of the Golden Crow Vine trembled lightly.

Di Yao said, "They're responding to me."

Dugu Bo fell silent.

Now, he was finally certain.

Di Yao was not an ordinary fire-element Soul Master.

In someone else's hands, these three herbs might only forcefully enhance their fire attribute.

But in Di Yao's hands, they might truly replenish the source of his martial soul.

Dugu Bo's gaze flickered slightly.

If he let such a monster leave, he would become very troublesome in the future.

And Di Yao had already sensed that trace of killing intent.

He did not turn around.

He merely said calmly, "Senior Dugu."

"The transaction isn't over yet."

Dugu Bo sneered.

"Of course I know."

But his gaze grew colder and colder.