Dugu Bo stared at Tang Tian, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.
This kid was rather interesting.
He could remain so composed before a Titled Douluo and even dared to bargain. That courage far surpassed those so-called geniuses who knew only how to fawn.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Tang Tian thought for a moment, then said slowly:
"First, I need medicinal herbs. The older, the better, and the more varieties, the better. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and it needs nourishment from all kinds of spiritual herbs."
Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow. "That's all?"
He had thought this kid would open his mouth like a lion and demand Soul Bones, Soul Tools, or the like.
Medicinal herbs?
Those were what he had in the greatest abundance.
Tang Tian nodded.
"That's all. But I don't want ordinary medicinal herbs. I want true treasures of heaven and earth. Thousand-Year Ganoderma, ten thousand year ginseng king, Premium Immortal Herbs-however much you have, I'll take it all."
The corners of Dugu Bo's mouth lifted slightly.
This kid certainly knew quality when he saw it.
He said lightly:
"Medicinal herbs are no problem. My herb garden might not have much else, but it has plenty of those."
Tang Tian pretended his eyes lit up, though inwardly he remained calm.
"Second, I need metals. Rare metals, in as many varieties as possible."
[Inside the Sea of Consciousness]
[Little Iron Hammer suddenly sprang up: What? What? Metals? That idiot Tang Tian is asking for metals! They're for me! They must be for me!]
[Little Iron Hammer's body trembled wildly with excitement: Aaaah! That idiot Tang Tian finally remembered me! I thought he only remembered that lousy blade of grass!]
[Little Blue muttered: Master has always remembered you. Didn't he buy you