I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 355: Chapter 351: Drama (I have a small goal—)

Translator: 549690339

Men of the Han Family move between heaven and earth, admitting to their mistakes and repaying their debts!

Once the Blood God is in the underground palace, he cannot escape. Were it not for his carelessness of initially resorting to the Soul-binding Array for a second suppression attempt on the Demon King, such oversights would not have occurred. He thought that the previous suppression had already greatly weakened the Guardian Spirit. If his suppression caused the Demon King’s soul to scatter, it would not be worth it, for even the soul of a divine dragon could not withstand the continuous suppression of the Soul-binding Array.

Thus, weighing the consequences, he directly initiated the Soul-binding Array, aiming to bypass the Guardian Spirit and suppress the Blood God directly, creating the current situation.

But, the Saint Child of the Han Family had never felt humiliated like this. Insulted as a wretch straight to his face, he had to admit his fault. Despite his face turning incredibly pale, Ji Fu still insisted on explaining, “I did not anticipate the strength of the Demon King’s divine soul, to break free from the binds when I deployed the Soul-binding Array. However, the loss is not only yours, I have also lost the divine soul of the Blood God and a Minor Spiritual Realm!”

But how could this explanation convince Tang Luo? The hysterical young man laughed loudly, a few drops of tears in the corner of his eyes, he vented furiously, “Loss? What kind of loss could your Han Family have? How many of such Minor Spiritual Realms do you have, eighty or fifty!?”

Looking at the other person who would not accept any reason, Ji Fu also began to feel irritated. Frowning, he said, “Such childish behavior is disgusting! I consulted you about this incident, and although I couldn’t suppress the Blood God, I promise not to change the three million spirit grasses and medicinal herbs that I agreed to supply each year! I hope you can also keep your promise!”

Since it was due to his mistake that the Minor Spiritual Realm was drifting aimlessly in space, he would not deny it. However, he still wanted to fight for Tang Luo’s combat power wholeheartedly, because in just over ten days, the other party’s momentum had recovered to almost trascendental levels. It appeared that within another year or so, he would be able to recover to his peak transcendent strength. With such potential and speed of cultivation, he still surpassed all else in the past and present. Coupled with the Undying Battle Body and the secret code of martial arts he now possessed, it is conceivable that he will inevitably achieve the position of Grandmaster in a hundred years.

How many Martial Arts Grandmasters could there be in the world? The man before his eyes was almost a guarantee for a position as a Grandmaster or even a strong presence in the King Realm. How could Ji Fu not make every effort to recruit him?

“Bullshit promise!” Tang Luo roared, “I help you fight with the An Family, and then my lair is overturned. You sure have beautiful dreams!”

Being insulted again and again even when you speak kindly, even a mud man would lose his temper, let alone the Saint Child of the Han Family.

But the teachings of the world’s aristocracy told him the angrier he is, the calmer he needs to be. Gusting cold air in his eyes, Ji Fu coldly asked, “What do you want!?”

“I want you to return the Minor Spiritual Realm!!!” Tang Luo slammed his palms on the council table. Cracks spread from his hands, and the large wooden council table shook violently, scattering the broken jade pieces.

With such a provocative act, Ji Fu’s fury also erupted. He stood up, flames almost spurting from his eyes, “Don’t go too far! The Minor Spiritual Realm is now drifting aimlessly. Who knows where the Guardian Spirit will drift to when reborn!? Three million spirit and medicinal herbs every year plus a Dan recipe to nourish the Undying Battle Body is my bottom line! If you remain stubborn, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

“Ruthless!?” Tang Luo laughed wildly, “What can you do if you are ruthless? How about we go to hell together? After all, a hundred years later, there will be a dead clan anyway. It’s better to just die together now!”

“Outrageous!” The Great Elder Tang Siyuan raised his voice indignantly, as a golden giant palm descended from the sky and pressed Tang Luo onto the table. “People don’t always get what they want in life. Just because of an accident, you’re behaving so out of line. Therefore, you’re punished to be confined to the back mountain for three years as a warning to others!”

Ji Fu had just been insulted again and threatened almost to his breaking point. He angrily thought that if all members of the Tang Clan are unreasonable like Tang Luo, he would never be able to continue to cooperate with them. But at this moment, seeing the arrogant young man suppressed by the golden giant palm on the table, he only felt a great joy and unspeakable pleasure.

At this time, the never-talking patriarch of the Tang Clan also opened his mouth.

“Son of Master Ji.” Tang Zhi calmly said, “As for the issue of the Minor Spiritual Realm, we both know that it was only an accident. I and the Elder Council can understand. So let’s do as Master Ji said.”

“Huh!” Ji Fu glanced at Tang Luo, who was unable to move under the golden palm, gave a cold laugh, bowed to Tang Zhi and said, “At last, there are some rational people in the Tang Clan. After a hundred years, would the patriarch of the Tang Clan be willing to uphold the agreement for combat support?”

“Of course, it remains unchanged. A promise is a promise. If the Han Family goes to war with the An Family, my Tang Clan will definitely send reinforcements, and Tang Luo will be there for sure.” Tang Zhi returned the bow.

Since Ji Fu encountered the Tang Clan, there has never been such a smooth negotiation. After several encounters with Tang Luo, except when his sworn brother, Xu Laoying was around to suppress this madman, he was disadvantaged at other times. And a few days ago, Xu Laoying was summoned to the Beast Taming Sect, giving him a bad hunch.

In the world of all things, once you have a bad premonition, it can always develop in the worst direction in the end. The previously agreed matters concerning the Minor Spiritual Realm were once again overturned at the last minute due to a Demon King’s self-destruction. This time, if it hadn’t been for the Tang Clan’s Patriarch, one could not predict how unbearable a mess that madman Tang Luo would have made out of it.

Three years in seclusion, very good!

Ji Fu nodded in satisfaction. A few days ago, he had already given all the goods of the original caravan to Xiao Zheng. Now, the caravans he brought are filled with materials from the Spirit Realm’s treasury. And after this trip back to Beimang to replenish the secret martial arts, his strength will soar again, so now he is eager to leave. He turned directly to Tang Zhi and spoke: “I will send a caravan to Xiling at the end of the year to deliver the spiritual herbs and Dan recipe. Xiao Zheng of the Xiao Clan will negotiate with the patriarch of the Tang Clan. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave!”

“Master Ji, please!” Tang Zhi circled around to the entrance of the conference hall, seeming to want to escort Ji Fu out the door.

The patriarch of a powerful clan serving as his guide, a smile appeared in Ji Fu’s eyes. He finally felt like the former Saint Child of the Sacred Land. Exiting as he did, coming to the Tang Clan might have seemed rough initially, but leaving with such glory was fitting for a Saint Child. Trading half the resources of the Minor Spiritual Realm for the aid of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, even recognizing him as his righteous brother, he felt that this trip to Xiling was well worth it. His impression of Tang Zhi also improved significantly.

Upon hearing Ji Fu’s words, Tang Zhi gave another bow, “Very well, then I will see you off to here. I pray Master Ji has a smooth journey.”

Ji Fu nodded and walked towards the entrance of the clan, with five powerful men from the Fierce Realm, led by Ji Qing, who had already been stationed at the clan entrance with the Dragon War Chariot. After Ji Fu boarded the chariot, the door automatically opened. He turned and said to Tang Zhi, who was still standing at the entrance, “Patriarch Tang, farewell!”

The silver Dragon War Chariot carried the Saint Child of the Han Family away, and Tang Zhi returned to the conference hall of the clan with a smile on his face.

Tang Luo, who was originally supposed to be suppressed by the golden giant palm, was sitting in a chair with his hand holding his face, looking bored, while the Great Elder Tang Siyuan, who had just wanted to confine him for three years, was sitting nearby with a gentle expression.

Seeing Tang Zhi come in, Tang Luo asked hesitantly, “Did the act go overboard just now?”