139: No, really not.

He had helped Yang Yi with such a great favor.

He wanted to see how much benefit Yang Yi could give him.

He didn't speak now.

He just wanted Yang Yi to speak first.

To see how much sincerity he could offer.

Yue Lingxin, even more so, wouldn't say anything.

Because after she met with the people from her Sect.

The people from her Sect had instructed her.

To listen to Haitang in everything.

And not to be talkative.

So, she chose to remain silent now.

Everything would be discussed by these two people.

After the three of them sat down again,

Yang Ming brought them tea.

And silently stood behind Yang Yi.

Yang Yi drank his tea while slowly looking outside, saying:

"You've helped me with such a big favor."

"I need to show full sincerity."

"It's a pity I don't have the Medicinal Pill's secret formula."

"Otherwise,"

"I would have given it directly to you."

These words made Haitang extremely disappointed.

Because Yang Yi's words already indicated his bottom line.

The Medicinal Pill's secret formula could not be given to them.

As for Yang Yi saying he didn't have the Medicinal Pill's secret formula,

Haitang absolutely didn't believe it.

"How many Medicinal Pills do you need?"

Yang Yi asked straightforwardly.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to give as many as they wanted.

Moreover,

his current investment points weren't very many.

At most, he could only take out ten.

But ten was clearly not enough to satisfy Haitang's appetite.

If Haitang's appetite couldn't be satisfied,

let alone Luoyue Sect and the other Sects.

Yang Yi thought very clearly.

Duobao Pavilion could persuade the people from other Sects not to act.

And could even make the people from Diancang Sect swallow their anger.

Presumably, they had also promised them benefits.

And this benefit,

even if not Medicinal Pills,

was something similar to Medicinal Pills.

So, he needed to take out many, many Medicinal Pills.

But now, he didn't have that capability.

Haitang didn't say how many Medicinal Pills she needed.

Instead, she started talking about how much she had paid to help Yang Yi this time.

"This time, to help you,"

"I visited all Twelve Sects of Yun Province."

"Except for Luoyue Sect, which didn't make any demands,"

"the other eleven Sects all made demands."

"We need to pay a great price."

"To make them do nothing."

"As for Diancang Sect, it was even more troublesome."

"To persuade those guys,"

"I even invited elders from our Family and important figures from Duobao Pavilion to step forward."

"Only then did the people from Diancang Sect stop at that."

"Tell me,"

"shouldn't I thank all these people?"

"As for how much you are willing to give, I don't know either."

"Just give what you think is appropriate."

She once again handed the final decision-making power to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi pursed his lips.

Suddenly, he said:

"If you let me decide,"

"I won't give much."

"How about I give you ten?"

Yang Yi asked tentatively.

Because he could only take out ten at the moment.

Haitang and Yue Lingxin were dumbfounded.

Thinking they had misheard.

He had been helped with such a big favor,

yet he only gave ten Medicinal Pills.

Who would those ten Medicinal Pills be enough for?

Wasn't this just not wanting to pay anything?

Haitang immediately became unhappy.

She slapped the table, almost shattering it.

"Are you joking?"

"I am joking."

Yang Yi said casually.

He was just testing them.

He also knew that ten Medicinal Pills would certainly not satisfy their appetite.

First, he exchanged ten Medicinal Pills from the System Mall.

He placed the Medicinal Pills on the table.

And said ambiguously:

"This is all I have now."

"I'll give you more later."

"No, that's too little."

"At the very least, you need to provide a hundred."

Yang Yi's eyes almost popped out.

A hundred.

Even if they killed him,

he couldn't produce that many right now.

"I don't have that many now."

"The Materials for refining this kind of Medicinal Pill are extremely precious."

"I need to slowly search for Materials."

"And then refine them."

Yue Lingxin immediately found a loophole in Yang Yi's words.

Staring with her beautiful eyes, she gritted her teeth and asked,

"Didn't you just say you don't have the Medicinal Pill's secret formula?"

"Since there's no secret formula,"

"how did you refine them?"

Haitang also stared at Yang Yi with a livid face,

wishing she could devour him.

Yang Yi coughed.

And quickly changed the subject.

"How about I exchange other things with you?"

"What else do you have?"

Haitang asked with a cold face.

Yang Yi had just received a prompt from the System.

The System's reward had arrived.

The things he could take out now

were also the Yellow-Rank Bloodline and his Seven Injury Divine Sword.

"How about I give you a Yellow-Rank Bloodline?"

As soon as these words came out,

Haitang and Yue Lingxin were both startled.

A Yellow-Rank Bloodline was a good thing.

But there was only one.

This wouldn't be enough to share.

Yue Lingxin's eyes darted around.

And she immediately thought of a good idea.

"Our Luoyue Sect is willing to accept the Yellow-Rank Bloodline."

"If you give this item to us,"

"we will no longer make any other demands of you."

Haitang glared fiercely at the clever little girl from the side.

Thinking to herself.

You are quite clever.

A Yellow-Rank Bloodline is extremely precious.

If given to you,

your Sect would gain another expert.

This is even more valuable than creating several people in the Life and Death Realm.

But for Haitang,

one Yellow-Rank Bloodline was not enough to satisfy her.

"What is your opinion?"

Yang Yi asked Haitang.

Yue Lingxin's opinion was not the main one.

It still depended on Haitang.

Haitang was silent for a moment.

Seeing Yue Lingxin's pleading expression,

she finally nodded.

"You can give the Yellow-Rank Bloodline to Luoyue Sect."

"Consider yourselves even."

"As for the matter between you and me,"

"we can discuss it further."

"How about I give you the Seven Injury Divine Sword?"

Yang Yi's words

startled both Haitang and Yue Lingxin simultaneously.

They both looked at Yang Yi in confusion.

Unsure what Yang Yi was thinking.

The Seven Injury Divine Sword was his life-saving item.

Why would he rather not give Medicinal Pills

but give the Seven Injury Divine Sword instead?

Was it truly because he didn't have any,

or was he unwilling to give them?

But being unwilling to give them also seemed a bit unreasonable.

Because in their eyes,

the Seven Injury Divine Sword was much more precious than Medicinal Pills.

"Do you really not have any Medicinal Pills?"

Haitang asked with a frown.

Yang Yi nodded helplessly.

"I really don't."

"But it's only temporary."

"There will be many, many in the future."

"Right now, I can only give you ten."

"If there's enough time,"

"you can wait for me for a while longer."

"If there's not enough time,"

"then I can only use the Seven Injury Divine Sword as compensation for you first."

Haitang was in a dilemma.

She didn't know how great the Seven Injury Divine Sword's effect was on Yang Yi.

What if Yang Yi, without the Seven Injury Divine Sword, became useless and was killed by others?

Wouldn't she suffer a loss?

But going back with only ten Medicinal Pills

would also be difficult to account for.

Just as she was pondering,

a figure suddenly appeared outside.

Lingering outside,

as if there was something important.