Chapter 1423: You Think You've Got Me Figured Out

With Dongfang Huang's words, Yao Yunfeng gradually calmed down.

Indeed, this golden token is indeed the true foundation of the Medicine King Pavilion, the deep connections accumulated over many years.

But once used, the cost is too high.

Originally it was for one Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill, but now we have to pay two; no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem worthwhile.

Seeing Yao Yunfeng hesitate, Dongfang Huang hurriedly said.

"Pavilion Master, what in this world cannot be negotiated? It's merely a matter of interests; one Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill is far from reaching the point of mutual destruction."

"There's no blood feud between the two sides; Pavilion Master, look, these brothers of the Medicine King Pavilion are merely injured."

Under Dongfang Huang's intervention, Yun Xiantai and the others indeed did not deliver a killing blow; at least one of those Emperor Sovereign attendants survived.

"No, they killed my son; I will definitely make them pay with their lives."

But at this moment, the Grand Elder stood up and shouted, even though he was severely injured, the killing intent in his eyes showed no diminution.

Seeing this, Yun Xiantai frowned, and Hong Zun beside him shouted coldly.

"Old fogey, do you really think just holding a broken token lets you act recklessly?"

"Hmph, so what if it is?"

"Do you believe it or not, I'll send you to the Western Heaven first."

You...................

Most of the Grand Elder's injuries were thanks to Hong Zun; upon hearing his brazen words, Hong Zun naturally would not indulge him.

That token may indeed be troublesome, but those people cannot reach the Food Realm in a short time; given Yao Yunfeng and the others' situation, if they are determined to act, they can still be killed.

Hong Zun's words, ironically, led Yao Yunfeng into contemplation.

This statement is not without reason; seeing Yao Yunfeng seem somewhat persuaded, Dongfang Huang naturally seized the moment and hurried to comfort him.

Ultimately, under Dongfang Huang's strong promotion, Yao Yunfeng finally nodded and agreed to negotiate.

Seeing this, Jue Shi beside also breathed a sigh of relief; avoiding a fight is naturally best.

He immediately indicated they could go to Food is Heaven for negotiations.

In response, Yao Yunfeng merely gave him a cold glance; he hadn't forgotten how this bastard had backstabbed him.

Facing Yao Yunfeng's icy gaze, Jue Shi could naturally guess his thoughts, but what could be done? He simply couldn't bear to part with Ye Zhangqing's culinary skill.

The battle between the two sides temporarily paused here, and the wounded were also sent back to Food is Heaven to recuperate.

And Yun Xiantai, Dongfang Hong, Qiu Baiyi, including Ye Zhangqing, were all brought together for negotiations.

"Not the ancestor, why drag me into your negotiations?"

"Why not call you? This is everyone's affair; you also have decision-making power."

"Me?"

"It's you."

Ye Zhangqing really didn't want to participate; you say a group of Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivators are negotiating, why drag me, a Great Saint Realm cultivator, into this?

Jue Shi even contributed the Food is Heaven Hall, just so both sides could have a decent place to negotiate.

On the Medicine King Pavilion side, led by Yao Yunfeng and the Grand Elder, Feng Ming, Bai Xian'er, and a lightly injured Emperor Sovereign attendant also came.

They probably thought they could intimidate the scene during the negotiations.

But upon entering the hall and seeing Ye Zhangqing seated beside Yun Xiantai, Yao Yunfeng was taken aback.

"What do you mean? Why bring a little brat of Great Saint Realm cultivation to do this?"

"You're not even a Great Emperor Realm yourself."

You...............

As soon as they met, the tension was palpable; Yao Yunfeng had just spoken when Yun Xiantai retorted without hesitation.

Who let this old fogey have no eyesight, insisting on calling Changqing kid names; I can't tolerate you.

Seeing they were about to argue again, Dongfang Huang in the middle hurriedly spoke to interrupt.

"Let's talk about the main issue, let's talk about the main issue, okay."

"Hmph."

After a cold snort, Yao Yunfeng no longer dwelled on Ye Zhangqing's issue, and sat opposite Yun Xiantai and the others.

Once both sides were assembled, Yao Yunfeng spoke first.

"The Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill is the Medicine King Pavilion's supreme treasure; you stole it, what do you propose to do?"

"Before, when we went to the Food Realm, we had offended nowhere; yet your Medicine King Pavilion launched a pursuit without discrimination—how is that justified?"

"Stop stirring up trouble; hand over the Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill, and we can discuss other matters."

"I've eaten it; I can't hand it over."

Now, where would Yun Xiantai get some damn Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill for him? It's already been digested completely.

Seeing the negotiations stall from the start, Dongfang Huang was somewhat speechless.

And the Grand Elder seized the opportunity to roar.

"If you can't hand it over, what's there to talk about? You might as well wait to die."

Upon hearing that, Yun Xiantai also flared up, his icy gaze sweeping toward the Grand Elder and then Yao Yunfeng, speaking in a cold tone.

"Old fogey, with a broken token, do you really think you've got me figured out? If you're capable, try it—I guarantee none of you will leave the Food Realm."

You..............

These three sentences never leave the token; Yun Xiantai isn't exactly good-tempered either, and he won't indulge them.

Although deep down they indeed have some apprehension about the Medicine King Pavilion's connections, that's why everyone is seated here.

But this old fogey, with a token on one side and "wait to die" on the other, really thinks a broken token can have us figured out?

Seeing Yun Xiantai doesn't seem to be joking, Yao Yunfeng fell silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

Fine, then tell me how you'll compensate.

Compensation? That's a joke—how do we account for the earlier attempt to hunt us down?

Each side stood firm, refusing to budge, and the talks looked like they were going nowhere.

Seeing this, Dongfang Huang couldn't help but step forward and make a suggestion.

It's already happened, and it's not a mortal grudge—how about this, Master of the Medicine Pavilion? Your Medicine King Pavilion has always wanted that Demonic Origin Fruit from the Demon Realm, hasn't it?

The Demonic Origin Fruit is an Emperor-level spiritual fruit, and throughout the Zhu Tian Wan Jie only the Demon Realm possesses it—there are just three in existence.

The Medicine King Pavilion had previously tried to negotiate with the demons for the fruit, offering to trade or buy it, but they refused outright.

Besides, the Demonic Origin Fruit is a premier alchemical ingredient, and Yao Yunfeng has long eyed it greedily.

But they also dared not provoke the demons rashly, trying every means to communicate—yet every attempt failed.

Upon hearing Dongfang Huang's suggestion, Yao Yunfeng snapped.

I do want it, but what of it?

Master of the Medicine Pavilion, how about this: Brother Yun has already consumed the Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill, so he can't produce another—how about we offset it with one Demonic Origin Fruit?

It may not match the Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill, but it's close enough, and since both sides bear responsibility, would this work?

Let Yun Xiantai and his people fetch the Demonic Origin Fruit, and we'll consider the matter settled.

Hearing this, Yao Yunfeng was torn—the Demonic Origin Fruit is indeed inferior to the Ancient Emperor Pattern Pill, but refusing would mean mutual ruin.

Besides, who knows when reinforcements will arrive? Until then, how can the Medicine King Pavilion hold off Yun Xiantai and his group?