Chapter 7 Planning for Immortal Grass
Two months later, Hanhai City, Yang family.
"Son, come out quickly, your grandpa is back!"
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan ended his practice and walked out immediately.
"Dad, grandpa will come back as soon as he comes back. Why are you so panicked?"
"It's different! This time, your grandfather brought many people back. I heard that they are all our tribesmen!"
"Clansman?"
"Dad, what on earth is going on?"
"Oh, my good son, I will explain it to you on the way. Now go to the meeting hall, your grandfather and the others are already waiting for you there."
With that said, Yang Tianyu took Yang Ziyuan's hand and walked towards the meeting hall.
On the way, Yang Ziyuan also learned from his mouth that his family was actually from the Po clan!
As soon as he arrived at the meeting hall, Yang Ziyuan felt a fiery gaze staring at him. He followed the gaze and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a chair, staring at him closely!
"Grandpa!"
Yang Ziyuan hurried over.
Seeing Yang Ziyuan arriving, Yang Wuhui immediately pulled him to his side and sat down.
"Haha, Ziyuan, my dear grandson, do you miss grandpa?"
As he spoke, Yang Wuhui reached out and stroked Yang Ziyuan's head.
"Well, I think!"
"Hahaha!!!"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's answer, Yang Wuhui was overjoyed.
"Good boy! Come, grandpa, let me introduce you. This is your second uncle - Yang Wudi! Your future cultivation will be indispensable without his help. Go and say hello to your second uncle."
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"Hello, second uncle!"
"Well, good boy! When we met for the first time, my second uncle didn't bring anything with him. The only things he could bring were some common things."
After that, a purple gold card was thrust into Yang Ziyuan's hand by Yang Wudi.
"There is still one million gold soul coins in this purple gold card. You take it first, and come to my second uncle when you don't have enough."
"Well, thank you, uncle!"
He knew that the Po Zhi clan was a big refining medicine company, so he would not be polite to Yang Wudi.
After all, this little money can be earned back just once by making medicine.
Later, Yang Wuhui called Yang Ziyuan to him after learning about his recent situation.
"Zi Yuan, with your current physical strength, are you sure that you can absorb a 3,000-year-old soul ring when you are a soul master?"
"Hmm~ Not yet. But, if there are enough rare medicinal materials or high-quality soul beast flesh and blood, I believe it can still be done!"
"Is that so? There's no rush. Anyway, you're only level 27 now. There's still enough time for us to find the grass jelly!"
Although high-quality soul beast flesh and blood is easier to find, Yang Wuhui, who had read the Secret Book of Immortal Grass, decided to look for it first.
Because, as a member of the Po clan, he always believed that the effect of fairy grass was better than the flesh and blood of soul beasts!
More importantly, he learned from the secret book that people who refine the fairy grass can greatly improve their cultivation talents!
He really couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if Yang Ziyuan's talent was improved by the immortal grass?
However, Yang Ziyuan was not calm after hearing about the fairy grass.
The old man actually wants to find fairy grass?
According to the timeline, the Ice and Fire Eyes have long been occupied by Dugu Bo.
With his title Douluo strength, the old man can't do anything to him.
After all, the old man is not a soul-breaking gun spirit, nor can he defeat a titled Douluo with his cultivation level as a Soul Douluo!
Thinking of this, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but look at Yang Wudi.
"Second uncle, what strength are you now?"
"Me? Over the years, I have been addicted to refining medicine, so my soul power level is only level 77 now!"
"Level 77?"
Yang Ziyuan was stunned when he heard that Yang Wudi was only level 77. According to the timeline, it would take more than ten years for him to reach level 82.
From here, Yang Ziyuan discovered how obsessed the other party was with refining medicine.
No wonder, in the original work, Tang San was able to get him to join the Tang Sect just by taking out a piece of the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Product!
"Nephew, why do you ask this?"
Hearing Yang Wudi's inquiry, Yang Ziyuan was very confused.
Should I tell them about the Ice and Fire Eyes?
If told, they wouldn't be able to defeat Dugu Bo.
If they don't tell me, wouldn't it be a waste of energy for them to search blindly?
"Zi Yuan, just tell me if you have any problem. I won't hurt your second uncle and grandpa. Besides, maybe we can solve the trouble for you."
Seeing Yang Ziyuan's hesitation, Yang Wuhui patted his chest and promised.
"Uh, okay! Grandpa, second uncle, there is something I dare not hide. In fact, I know where the fairy grass is. However, there is a titled Douluo guarding it!"
"What? Do you know where the fairy grass is?"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's answer, Yang Wudi stood up excitedly.
Now he can't wait to fly to that place immediately and loot all the fairy grass!
However, Yang Ziyuan's next words poured cold water on him.
That place is guarded by Titled Douluo, and with their strength they can't defeat each other.
"Yes, this is what the God of Destruction told me."
As for how he knew the address of the fairy grass, he had long attributed it to the God King of Destruction.
After all, it is impossible for the old man and the others to ask the God of Destruction.
At this time, the God King of Destruction, who was playing chess with the Goddess of Life, sneezed twice in succession.
"Aqiu~Aqiu~"
"Destruction, do you have a cold?"
"It shouldn't be? Can gods get sick too? It's probably because Shura's petty mind is scolding me!"
"Zi Yuan, did the God of Destruction tell you about the strength of that titled Douluo?"
Reluctant Yang Wudi couldn't help but ask.
"Strength? It should be level 91!"
"Level 91? Oh, that's okay! When I break through to Contra, I won't be able to deal with the opponent!"
However, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he suddenly realized something.
"Zi Yuan, that titled Douluo can't be Dugu Bo, right?"
"Dugu Bo? I don't know. I only know that the God of Destruction said that the spirit of the titled Douluo is the Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor!"
"It's really him!"
After hearing about the Jade Phosphorus Snake Queen, Yang Wudi was almost 100% sure that the titled Douluo was Dugu Bo.
"That's great! With Dugu Bo's fighting power, even if I am Soul Saint now, I may not be unable to fight!"
"Huh?"
Hearing Yang Wudi's remarks, Yang Ziyuan was confused.
Are you really polite? After all, he is also a titled Douluo!
"Nephew, you don't know something. Although Dugu Bo's group fighting ability is very strong, but in single combat ~ he can be said to be the weakest titled Douluo! With the soul skill of the soul-breaking gun, I am completely You can have a fight with him!”
Seeing that Yang Wudi was in high spirits, Yang Ziyuan could only smile bitterly.
"Then uncle, what are you going to do?"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi thought for a moment and came up with a feasible plan.
"A few years ago, Dugu Bo's son was seriously poisoned and asked us for help. Although he failed to save him, Dugu Bo changed his normal promise. If an antidote is developed, he can go to the sunset. Find him in the forest. After he gets the antidote, he will owe the Po clan a favor. Therefore, I plan to use this as an excuse to get close to him. If I can successfully attack him, I am sure to kill him."
(End of chapter)