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Chapter 385: Chapter 385: You Only Have Two Choices

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"Back in the day," Mo Tianxing said with a faint smile, his tone like idle conversation, "I once ca across so extrely old texts. They claid that over a thousand years ago, there was a Dou Sheng powerhouse on the Dou Qi Continent by the na of Bodhisattvasattva Seed."

"And this Dou Sheng... achieved that level only after consuming a Bodhisattva Heart."

"Heh, but whether that’s true or not, I can’t say. That era is far too distant to confirm. I wonder... Mr. Wei, have you ever heard such a story?"

"I’ve never heard of it." Wei Yang shook his head, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint, ambiguous smile.

Mo Tianxing chuckled as well, looking like he wasn’t too concerned about the matter himself.

After all, Dou Sheng—that realm was simply too far away from their reality.

It was said that a person of such a level could cause mountains to crumble and rivers to dry up, shatter space itself, with a re wave of their hand.

Their power was beyond what ordinary people could even imagine.

The others present—Mo Ya, Qi Shan, Xian’er—showed traces of awe on their faces, but they also didn’t take the story too seriously.

Clearly, they didn’t believe there was any worldly treasure capable of allowing soone to truly step into the Dou Sheng realm.

In their eyes, that realm could not be reached by relying on an external object alone—it required one’s own fate, talent, and countless other factors combined.

Still, no one could deny that the Bodhisattva Heart was a rare treasure.

Just the fact that it could replace a human heart, and that it could nourish and strengthen the soul, was enough to call it a divine object.

And that wasn’t even ntioning the miraculous Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva secreted from the surface of the Bodhisattva Heart—an item that could bring about an effect akin to rebirth.

"Alright, Sect Master Mo, enough small talk." Wei Yang’s tone was calm. "Let’s return to the real topic—the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva."

"Though its effects can’t compare to the Bodhisattva Heart itself," Mo Tianxing said thoughtfully, "Its value remains extrely high. That’s because, according to what’s been passed down, obtaining so Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva may lead to clues about the Bodhisattva Heart."

Wei Yang frowned slightly.

This old fox had been skirting around the subject from the start. His only purpose was to drive up the price.

"If this information were to leak out," Mo Tianxing sighed, "I suspect the entire Black-Corner Region would go mad over it. Even if the tale of Bodhisattva Seed the Dou Sheng isn’t necessarily true, the lure of the Dou Sheng realm is terrifying. Even if there were only a one-in-a-thousand chance it was real, countless people would still be driven to fight over it."

"Heh. Sect Master Mo... are you trying to threaten ?" Wei Yang chuckled lightly, but there was no humor in his eyes.

He straightened his posture, looking down at Mo Tianxing with an indifferent gaze.

Seeing this, Ah Da and Du Jiao both turned, their auras locking faintly onto Mo Tianxing and his two companions.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly beca heavy, a suffocating pressure slowly filling the air.

Sweat began to bead on the foreheads of Mo Ya and Qi Shan.

Mo Tianxing’s expression shifted slightly, but he quickly returned to his usual calm, cupping his hands with a faint smile. "Mr. Wei, you jest. I was rely giving an example."

"You think... with the strength I have at my disposal, I’d be afraid of so-called powerhouses from the Black-Corner Region?" Wei Yang said with a faint smile, then added, "I’ll be blunt— even if every force in this Black-Corner Region joined together, they still couldn’t do anything to ."

"Hehe, Mr. Wei may be correct about that." Mo Tianxing took a sip of tea, his tone casual. "But the Black-Corner Region... isn’t as simple as it appears. In the shadows, there are forces and individuals far beyond what’s visible."

He was clearly hinting at certain hidden powers and experts.

If the benefits were great enough, these people in the shadows would not hesitate to erge.

The likes of... the Hall of Souls, or other such organizations.

Wei Yang’s brows furrowed slightly, though he kept his irritation in check. "Sect Master Mo, enough gas. Na your price."

Mo Tianxing set his teacup down with a smile. "Truth be told, I too have my eye on the Bodhisattva Heart. But if the price is right... I might be willing to give it up."

"You’re testing my patience?" Wei Yang’s eyes narrowed. "If your life is gone, all your sches are worthless. Surely you understand that, Sect Master Mo?"

"If my life is threatened, I’ll destroy it—and take it with

to the grave," Mo Tianxing replied without hesitation. "In that case, finding another portion of Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva in this world would be nearly impossible."

Wei Yang took in a slow breath, saying nothing.

His fingers began tapping rhythmically on the table, his expression shifting unpredictably.

He was weighing whether to simply strike now—kill this old fox outright.

Asking for a price, yet the man kept talking in circles.

And Wei Yang hated nothing more than this kind of self-satisfied scher.

Xian’er had already set aside the ancient book in her hands. Her cold, indifferent eyes locked on Mo Tianxing, ready to explode into action at any mont.

Qing Lin, too, had stopped midway through preparing tea.

The hall fell into utter silence. The atmosphere tightened like a drawn bowstring—one spark, and a battle would erupt.

At that mont—

Mo Tianxing finally raised two fingers slowly and said, "Two Zong Breaking Pills, plus one Deep Green Longevity Pill. In exchange, the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva, delivered with both hands."

With his words, the tense atmosphere loosened ever so slightly.

Wei Yang leaned back into his chair, his expression sowhere between a smile and a smirk.

Finally, straight to the point.

Once soone was willing to na their price, it ant there was room to negotiate.

It wasn’t sky-high demands that were scary—it was when they refused to even start the bargaining.

"Sect Master Mo, you’ve really gone to great lengths to drive the price up. But aren’t you afraid that playing gas like this might just piss

off?" Wei Yang asked lightly.

"Of course. But before that, I’ll need Mister Wei to personally promise—out loud—that neither you, nor your subordinates, nor the forces behind you, will seek revenge on my Black Emperor Sect afterward," Mo Tianxing replied with a nod.

"Heh." Wei Yang chuckled.

Old fox.

So that’s what you were angling for from the start.

"Three pills is too much. The Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva isn’t worth that price." Wei Yang shook his head, holding up two fingers. "I’ll make this simple—out of those three pills, you only get to choose two."

Before Mo Tianxing could even open his mouth, Wei Yang cut him off, "Don’t be greedy, Master Mo."

Mo Tianxing frowned, deep in thought.

When he’d first obtained the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva, he hadn’t planned to let it go.

But after studying it for so ti, he still couldn’t figure out where this so-called lead to the Bodhisattva Heart was supposed to be.

Gradually, he had begun leaning toward the idea of letting it go.

Better a bird in the hand than ten in the forest.

Rather than chasing after so vague legend, taking on risk and ending up with nothing, it might be wiser to trade it for sothing tangible.

His original thought was—if he truly decided to sell—it would go to public auction.

Once the news of the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva got out, it would surely attract countless powerhouses. Even many of those ancient recluses would crawl out of hiding.

At that point, it would almost certainly turn into a bloody storm.

But Mo Tianxing didn’t care. Let them fight it out. As long as soone brought out sothing that satisfied the Black Emperor Sect, he didn’t give a damn who ended up with it—or how many corpses it took to get there.

Mo Tianxing looked at Wei Yang and said slowly, "If I put it up for auction, I could definitely get two Zong Breaking Pills for it."

"Too bad for you," Wei Yang replied coldly, his voice carrying an unshakable authority. "You t

today—and you made the mistake of thinking you could outsmart . Which ans you won’t get the chance to take it to auction."

"I hate being threatened more than anything. You can na your price, even ridiculously high—that’s fine. We can bargain. But I don’t tolerate threats."

"So here are your only two options :

One—you, the entire Black Emperor Sect, and Black Emperor City all get wiped out alongside the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva, reduced to ash.

Or two—you take two pills, and hand over the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva."

"That’s it. And the price I’m offering is fair. I’m not cheating you. My patience is limited—ten breaths to decide."

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