BXBX NOVEL Chapter 325 - 321: Negotiations (2)
Chapter 325 - 321: Negotiations (2)
“Since Young Master Ji doesn’t care about the Blood God, I will go to the Minor Spiritual Realm to kill it and avenge my clan’s sister.” Tang Luo grabbed the Soul Breaking Bell on the table and turned to leave.
Ji Fu’s face darkened in an unprecedented way, he didn’t believe Tang Luo’s lies.
He had thoroughly investigated Tang Luo over the past two months through his business team in Xiling. Tang Luo was like a martial arts fanatic, plunging into martial arts at the age of four with no hobbies, no friends, and not even a single servant!
It sounded utterly insincere for such a man to avenge a clan sister who had no relation to him.
His showing this Soul Breaking Bell was merely indicative of one thing. Although the Tang Clan didn’t have the power to absorb the soul of the Blood God, they did have the power to kill it. Also, he would not forget that Ji Fu had humiliated the Tang Clan previously.
“Hold on!” Ji Fu sternly called a halt to Tang Luo: “Stop pretending, just tell me what you want!”
The thousand-year recuperation didn’t close the gap between the Han Family and the An Clan of Zhongzhou or other sects. The Han Family urgently needed substantial basic military power and the soul of the Blood God was extremely important to them. Coupled with Beimang’s unique geography, the power of the Blood God’s child could be maximized. Although Xiling was not conducive to making the most of the Blood God, Beimang was different. There, the Soul of Blood God was as important as a Divine Artifact.
Tang Luo of course, wouldn’t really kill the Blood God. Everything he did was for something else. Hearing Ji Fu’s shout, he held back, calmly turned around, tucked the Soul Breaking Bell into his pocket, and sat down with a benign smile: “So, Young Master Ji, let us have a good talk.”
“Hmm!” Seeing Tang Luo change so quickly, Ji Fu sneered: “What a shame you weren’t born into the Wang Family.
With such a dominant demeanor and savvy, if he had been born into the Wang Clan in the south, he would certainly be a figure like Xu Lao Ying, the Saint
Child.
Xu Lao Ying, who had seemed somewhat indifferent, was delighted at Ji Fu s words, saying: “Isn’t that right, older brother? I also think our cousin has the qualities of a Wang descendant!”
Whether it’s the treasure trove of the Minor Spiritual Realm or the ownership of the Blood God, Xu Lao Ying himself didn’t have much interest. Because of their entrance into the Holy Land, the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou had an almost pathological pursuit of martial strength. They not only had a powerful army, but they were also the family that had delved deepest into bloodline development and research. They had innumerable talented people under their command, many of whom had abilities similar to the Blood God. Having seen so many, nothing could move him.
Instead, he was excited to hear Ji Fu share his view. Tang Luo didn’t care about his disposition being related to the Wang Clan at all, he sneered: “Don’t give me that. Let’s talk about the ownership of the Blood „ God. How much is Young Master Ji willing to pay for the life of the Blood God?” “One million spirit herbs a year,” Ji Fu casually said. “You should understand the demands of the Undying Battle Body cultivation technique for spirit herbs. Even though the core disciples of your Tang Clan are not numerous, their annual consumption of spirit herbs must be in the hundreds of thousands. One million spirit herbs a year in exchange for the Blood God’s soul.”
As soon as he opened his mouth, he offered one million spirit herbs a year. He believed Tang Luo wouldn’t refuse. What Xiling lacked most was divine medicinal herbs because in order to plant spirit herbs, you would need Spirit
Plantations.
But Spirit Plantations cannot be built wherever you want. You must have natural spiritual lands, such as spiritual lakes or springs, divine mountains or immortal islands. Only these places could cultivate spiritual fields and nourish divine medicinal herbs.
But unfortunately, all of the world’s sacred lands and divine mountains have been occupied by sects. Tang Clan, though seemingly fierce, doesn’t have enough power to occupy a divine mountain. This means the Tang Clan could only obtain divine medicinal herbs through trade with the sects. Even if the Tang Clan was extremely wealthy, it wouldn’t be enough to meet their needs, let alone the fact Xiling only has two golden mountains, one of which belongs to the Mi Clan.
One million spirit herbs per year would be enough to loosen Tang Luo’s mouth, Ji Fu was confident of that.
Tang Luo seemed stunned by the price Ji Fu gave, remaining silent for a long time before suddenly laughing: “Young Master Ji, you’re treating the Tang Clan like beggars. In that case, you mustn’t want the Blood God, I’ll go to the Minor Spiritual Realm to kill it right now!”
As he spoke, he rose to his feet, ready to leave. Xu Lao Ying hastily grabbed his hand: “What are you doing, cousin? One million spirit herbs a year is not a small amount. Even if it’s not enough, we can negotiate. Please, don’t be
angry.”
Xu Lao Ying forcibly pushed Tang Luo back, then turned to Ji Fu. Older brother, you should name a realistic price too; we’re all brothers, don’t keep testing each other.”
Negotiations are inherently a process of continually testing each other’s bottom line. When Ji Fu first spoke, he naturally wouldn’t give a final offer. However, he didn’t expect Tang Luo to be so impulsive. After hearing the offer, he didn’t even discuss it, simply deciding to rush to the Minor Spiritual Realm and end it all.
Moments ago, he was saying that Tang Luo resembled a descendant of the Wang Clan. Now he seemed nothing more than a ruffian, intent on wrecking everything if his demands weren’t met. Barbarian!
Ji Fu’s face turned an iron gray as he snarled: “Since ancient times, negotiations have been about making exorbitant demands and ending with compromise. Does your cousin think he’s arranging a marriage!? Threatening to kill the Blood God over a disagreement? Then there’s nothing to talk about. Any discussion will only end in disaster!1
“Yes, yes, yes, everything you said is correct, older brother!” Xu Lao Ying agreed, patting Tang Luo’s shoulder. “Cousin, if you’re not satisfied with older brother’s offer, just say so. We can negotiate. Don’t worry, I’m here. I won’t let you suffer too much of a loss.”
Sharp-witted Xu Lao Ying had figured out his role early. He was there to ensure the fairness of the negotiations. Ji Fu’s previous offer was indeed more of a test, something that was quite apparent to him, but his cousin seemed genuinely angry. If he didn’t intervene, his brother-in-law’s calculations would really come to nothing.
User Lao Ying patted Tang Luo’s back: “Cousin, you just say what you think is an appropriate amount of spirit herbs. Make an offer for older brother to see if he can accept it.”
“Ten million a year!” Tang Luo asked for ten times the previous price, coldly saying: “Young Master Ji brings five million spirit herbs and divine medicines to trade in Xiling. I don’t think an annual requirement of ten million spirit herbs and divine medicines is excessive!”
If it weren’t for Beimang, an annual sum of one million divine medicinal herbs wouldn’t be a small sum. But the problem was this time Ji Fu had also brought a trading team. While they were subduing Ji Fu and the others, the DarkThunder Hall had learnt all about the trading team.
Ji Fu came to Longzhou this time for trade and along the way, he brought five million divine medicinal herbs for sale, in exchange for a lot of basic supplies. This implied that the Ji Clan in Beimang had an excessive amount of medicinal herbs. It was simple, the resources of the descendants of the Han Family, who had changed their names, definitely had to be shared. And the Undying Battle Body was a secret technique that consumed a lot of medicinal herbs. The Ji Clan of Beimang definitely prioritized their brother clans. But even so, they could still bring so many medicinal herbs for trade. To suggest that they didn’t have an excessive amount of spirit herbs would be insulting Tang Luo’s intelligence.