346: You're just too kind-hearted and soft-hearted, child.

"You child," Dan Chenzi shook his head, his tone full of "elderly concern," "you are just too kind-hearted, too soft.

You cannot bear to see others suffer, especially... this pain of separation between mother and child; it is truly heartbreaking."

His tone shifted abruptly, his gaze "kindly" cast toward Mo Qingxuan, whose expression stiffened instantly.

His tone carried a consultative air of "thinking of you":

"However, Delong, this asking price of yours... hmm, Junior Martial Uncle feels it is still a bit too thin."

Dan Chenzi ignored Mo Qingxuan's face, which had instantly turned livid, as well as the expressions of the surrounding Yin Yang Sect Peak masters who were holding back laughter to the point of internal injury, and continued slowly:

"After all, this is a Medicinal Pill that can save lives!

Seventh-rank Peak, such quality, containing a trace of the Power of Creation!

Within the Ba Xia Dynasty, apart from this old man, only this nephew of mine can refine such a Divine Pill!

How can its value be measured by a mere ten seven-leaf plants and one piece of armor?"

He paused, looking at Mo Qingxuan with a "sincere" gaze, as if bargaining on her behalf:

"How about this, this old man will make the decision, add one more 'nine-leaf soul returning grass'!

Hall Master Mo, what do you think?

Delong, this nine-leaf soul returning grass will also be of great benefit to your future refining of eighth-rank Medicinal Pills!"

Boom!

nine-leaf soul returning grass!

One of the main ingredients for refining many eighth-rank top-grade Medicinal Pills, especially the "nine revolutions Soul returning pill"!

Its value is even higher than an average Medium Grade Heaven-Grade Weapon!

In the eyes of some Alchemists, it is even more so!

"Pfft... cough cough!"

Black River of the Earth could not help it and almost choked to death on his own saliva.

He hurriedly covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking wildly, his face flushed red.

The other Peak masters also had strange expressions, their mouths twitching, forcibly suppressing the urge to burst out laughing.

Where was Dan Chenzi "raising the price"?

This was clearly targeting Mo Qingxuan's desperate situation of wanting to save her son and being unable to back down, slaughtering her to death!

And they coordinated so "seamlessly," one playing the good cop and one playing the bad cop; it was simply brilliant!

Mo Qingxuan's vision went black, and a surge of blood rushed to her throat, almost causing her to spit it out on the spot!

She looked at the jade bottle with flowing rosy light in Yao Delong's hand,

then at Dan Chenzi's "kind and amiable" yet actually cunning, fat-sheep-viewing smile,

and then felt the undisguised teasing gazes of the surrounding Yin Yang Sect members.

An unprecedented, bone-deep sense of immense humiliation, like billions of poisonous insects, was crazily biting at her heart and Soul!

As the noble Hall Master of Dharma Transmission of the Moyang Sect, with a revered status, how had she ever suffered such a great humiliation!

To be blackmailed so nakedly and with layer upon layer of added demands using her son's life!

These two were simply a pair of demons who ate people without spitting out the bones!

"Dan Chenzi! You... you are bullying people too much!"

Mo Qingxuan was trembling with anger, her voice distorted, pointing at Dan Chenzi, her beautiful eyes almost spitting fire!

"Hall Master Mo, that is incorrect."

Dan Chenzi stroked his beard, looking "innocent," "This old man is helping you.

The nine revolutions spirit nurturing pill is priceless and marketless; if you miss this time, where will you find it?

With this pill, you will have plenty of time in the future to search for the nine revolutions Soul returning pill."

A massive sense of humiliation and desperate powerlessness flooded her once again.

She bit her lower lip hard, not even noticing the blood seeping out.

She looked at Han Yingxing, her eyes filled with a hint of pleading.

Han Yingxing also secretly cursed Dan Chenzi for being shameless, but he knew better that,

at this moment, on the territory of the Yin Yang Sect, they had no capital to bargain!

Moreover, the obsession he held in his heart for Mo Qingxuan made it impossible for him to refuse her gaze.

"Junior Sister..."

Han Yingxing sighed, stepped forward, and took out from his Storage Ring a piece of armor that was crimson all over, as if flames were flowing inside,

exuding powerful fire-attribute energy and a thick defensive aura—it was exactly a High-Grade Heaven-Grade Weapon level fire-attribute treasure armor!

He handed the treasure armor to Mo Qingxuan, while whispering: "Junior Sister, let's trade my treasure armor for that 'spirit nourishing jade' on you."

That spirit nourishing jade was also a High-Grade Heaven-Grade Weapon, but it was more inclined toward nourishing the Divine Soul, which was more useful to Han Yingxing.

Mo Qingxuan did not hesitate to pull off the warm and moist spirit nourishing jade pendant from her waist and threw it to Han Yingxing, then grabbed the fire-red treasure armor.

Without even looking, she threw it, along with the previously prepared jade box containing ten five-hundred-year-old seven-leaf Soul nourishing grass,

and a jade casket that was chilling and sealed with a strange Spiritual Plant growing nine crystal-clear leaves (nine-leaf soul returning grass), all at once toward Yao Delong!

"Take it! Take it all!"

Her voice was hoarse, filled with endless hatred and humiliation.

Yao Delong rolled his sleeve and steadily caught the three treasures.

His Divine Thought swept over them; the fire-red treasure armor was warm to the touch, with astonishing defensive power, exactly what he urgently needed;

the ten seven-leaf Soul nourishing grass were full of Spiritual Qi;

the nine-leaf soul returning grass was even more potent in medicinal power and extremely precious!

Dan Chenzi was on the side, looking at the nine-leaf soul returning grass, his eyes lighting up, stroking his beard and laughing:

"Delong, this spirit nourishing jade is a good thing, nourishing the Divine Soul, with infinite wonderful uses, do you really not want it?

Trading it for this treasure armor is a bit of a loss."

Yao Delong shook his head, his tone firm:

"Thank you for the reminder, Junior Martial Uncle, this Disciple has made up his mind.

What this Disciple lacks most now is this kind of life-saving protective item."

He had the yanshen fetus mortgaged by Xin Yuelan, so his Divine Soul nourishment was already guaranteed, and this fire-attribute treasure armor just happened to make up for his shortcomings.

"Very well, as you wish."

Dan Chenzi did not insist, just smilingly looking at the nine-leaf soul returning grass, obviously already calculating how to use it.

"Blood Oath!" Yao Delong put away the treasures, his gaze cold as he looked at Mo Qingxuan, reminding her.

Mo Qingxuan's face was pale, the hatred in her eyes monstrous, but she was helpless.

She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, and a mouthful of heart blood containing essence blood and Divine Soul Origin sprayed out,

rapidly outlining in the air a complex and mysterious blood-colored rune that exuded the majesty of the Heavenly Dao!

At the same time, her voice, filled with extreme humiliation and bone-deep hatred, resounded through the great hall:

"Heavenly Dao is above! I, Mo Qingxuan, take an oath with my own Dao Heart and a wisp of the Moyang Sect's Luck!

Today, I use ten five-hundred-year-old seven-leaf Soul nourishing grass, a High-Grade Heaven-Grade Weapon fire qilin armor, and one nine-leaf soul returning grass,

to exchange for the seventh-rank Medicinal Pill 'nine revolutions spirit nurturing pill' in Yao Delong's hand!

The Burial God Abyss matter ends here!

Moyang Sect, from top to bottom, will never again use this as a reason to provoke or retaliate against the Yin Yang Sect or Yao Delong in the slightest!

If this oath is violated, may my, Mo Qingxuan's, dao foundation be destroyed, my Divine Soul annihilated, and never be reincarnated!

May the Moyang Sect's Luck decline, the Sect collapse, and the Legacy be cut off!"

Hum!

The blood oath rune shone brightly and instantly branded itself into the Void Realm.

An invisible, incredibly heavy binding force of the Heavenly Dao descended with a boom, enveloping Mo Qingxuan and all the Moyang Sect members!

It was as if a shackle had been placed on their Souls!

After the oath was completed, Mo Qingxuan seemed to have been drained of all her strength, her figure swaying and on the verge of collapsing, her face ashen.

She clutched the jade bottle that Yao Delong had flicked over, as if clutching her son's life.

Without looking at Yao Delong and the Yin Yang Sect members, she turned to Han Yingxing and the others,

her voice hoarse and exhausted to the extreme, with only bone-deep hatred and endless humiliation remaining:

"We... let's go!"

After speaking, she stumbled as if fleeing from Hell, almost crashing out of the magnificent great hall.

In that panic-stricken figure, where was there any trace of the grace and majesty of a Hall Master of Dharma Transmission?

Han Yingxing and the others had livid faces, filled with shame and indignation.

Under the cold, disdainful gazes of the Yin Yang Sect members who looked at them like clowns, they helped up the limp and witless Ghost Shadow,

and like stray dogs, they followed Mo Qingxuan in a wretched state, fleeing Dragon Head Peak and the Yin Yang Sect in defeat!