Chapter 342: The Deal with Jiang Yu
Southwest Region of the Central Plains, Tiankui Mountain Range.
This ordinary mountain range, which was not particularly famous when Xiao Han and Jiang Yu first visited it, is now quite renowned throughout the Central Plains.
The reason is simple: this is the location of the sect grounds of the Wan Kui Sect, an ancient super-power that has revived in the Central Plains. The former fame and influence of the Wan Kui Sect are no longer verifiable today.
However, the cultivation level of this Sect Master of the Wan Kui Sect is terrifyingly and vividly intuitive. There is a trial ground in the Tiankui Mountain Range, which also serves as the outermost line of defense for the Wan Kui Sect.
Within it are dozens of Puppets with the strength of Dou Zun, over a dozen with the strength of Half-Saint, and one with the strength of a Dou Sheng. It is rumored that these were all set up by that mysterious Sect Master alone, and his strength can be glimpsed from this.
It is for this reason that, although the Wan Kui Sect is quite low-key in its daily affairs, no one dares to provoke their majesty, let alone force their way into the Tiankui Mountain Range.
However, today a group of uninvited guests stepped into the territory of the Tiankui Mountain Range, and several figures appeared silently in the sky above the mountain range.
"Yo, this sect is a bit interesting!" one of the burly men in red among them said with great interest, examining the Puppet he was controlling.
The body, full of metallic texture, gave the illusion of being made of flesh and blood; if one pressed down slightly, it would even show slight indentation and elasticity.
What was most unique was the charm, different from other Puppets, as if it possessed life.
"Ancestor Wurui, please restrain yourself a little," Xiao Han advised helplessly from the side.
The moment they appeared just now, a black figure had suddenly rushed out from the mountain range, only to be instinctively intercepted by the group, and finally discovered to be a black Puppet.
Regarding these things, even the well-informed ancestors of the Xiao Clan could not avoid developing a strong interest.
Just as the ancestors of the Xiao Clan were studying this unique Puppet, a light laugh suddenly came from not far away.
"If you seniors are interested in these little trinkets, this junior can give you a few as a greeting gift."
"But please let Xiao Liu go; if it gets broken, it won't be easy to repair..."
Following the sound, they saw a black-robed man with a slightly pale complexion, watching the group with a faint smile on his lips.
Seeing this, Xiao Han's ancestors tensed their bodies in unison; they could feel the frightening power hidden within the young man's body.
Xiao Han, however, smiled calmly and stepped forward, took the black Puppet known as "Xiao Liu" from Xiao Wurui's hand, and with a gentle push, returned it to its owner.
"It was just a moment of curiosity; I hope the Sect Master will forgive us."
Jiang Yu carefully inspected Xiao Liu, and after realizing there was no major damage, said with a sense of relief: "I already know the purpose of your visit; please follow me."
As his voice fell, his figure turned into a phantom and streaked toward the distance.
Xiao Han looked back to signal the ancestors of the Xiao Clan, who were still standing awkwardly in place, and followed.
Eventually, the group arrived in front of an unremarkable cliff face. Xiao Han was slightly stunned; wasn't this the entrance to the trial space from before?
Immediately, he saw Jiang Yu open the passage to enter with practiced ease, and the group entered one after another.
Entering again, the sluggish feeling that obstructed Soul Power was gone. The strangeness within the space made Xiao Han unable to help but exclaim in surprise: "You must have spent quite a bit of effort on this."
Compared to the emptiness of before, the space was now piled with various Puppet parts, looking just like a rural workshop in a remote empire.
Jiang Yu did not turn his head and replied: "This is a legacy from the ancestors; a little cost is not worth mentioning."
"Although I don't know what you are planning to do, since you can afford the price, I will naturally ensure you are satisfied."
As he spoke, Jiang Yu curled his fingers and flicked a streak of Dou Qi into the space ahead.
Subsequently, the previously empty space suddenly rippled, and then a vortex slowly appeared.
After stepping into the vortex, what came into view were several sets of Battle Armor placed on stone platforms.
"These are the things you need," Jiang Yu introduced.
As he spoke, he walked casually toward a set of Battle Armor, and Dou Qi erupted from his palm. The previously unremarkable armor instantly came to life and, in the stunned gazes of the group, automatically donned itself onto Jiang Yu.
Whether it was the faint blue halo emitted by the blades on the forearms of the Battle Armor, the countless ferocious spikes on the shoulders, or the different pressure before and after wearing it, all demonstrated the power of this set of armor.
"Each set of armor can increase a person's combat strength by about half a level."
The group gasped; a half-level increase seemed insignificant, but they were all Dou Sheng experts, and often a difference of half a level of combat strength was enough to determine the life or death of a battle.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Jiang Yu said with slight dissatisfaction: "These are all my failed products from back then, used to fill the numbers temporarily."
"Your true requirement should be here." As his voice fell, the armor covering Jiang Yu's body suddenly disappeared, revealing an extremely unfamiliar figure.
"This..." The ancestors of the Xiao Clan were extremely surprised after seeing this.
Even Xiao Han looked at this scene in disbelief. If he hadn't been keeping a close eye on Jiang Yu's movements, he would have suspected that someone else had been swapped in.
Both the aura and appearance were completely different; even with his Soul Power approaching the Emperor Realm, it would be difficult to detect any clues without prior knowledge.
"As you can see, after wearing the Battle Armor and concealing it, both your aura and appearance will change."
Jiang Yu turned his gaze to Xiao Han, "How about it? Armor that can increase combat strength and change one's own characteristics should be able to meet your needs, right?"
"Can you let them try it?" Xiao Han asked.
"That is only natural."
Several dozen minutes later, Xiao Han looked at the several figures who were nearly strangers, nodded faintly, and said to Jiang Yu:
"The deal is concluded."
As his voice fell, he threw out a Storage Ring, "These are the things you need; check them."
Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, his tone slightly surprised, "So straightforward?!"
He had thought Xiao Han would pick at flaws or haggle over the price.
Xiao Han said with a calm expression, "There will be many days of cooperation ahead; being devious and slippery is not my style."
Jiang Yu could not help but smile and accepted the Storage Ring, "I now understand a bit of the reputation of the Ice Saint for being upright and honorable."
"Aren't you going to check it?" Xiao Han asked.
"There is no need." Jiang Yu shook his head. This was the trust he gave to Xiao Han; someone who settled accounts so straightforwardly was not worth shortchanging over these few things.
"Happy to cooperate!" Jiang Yu saw the group off and said to Xiao Han.
"Until next time." The figures of Xiao Han and his party gradually moved away.
On the way, Xiao Wurui, who had the strength of a Six-Star Dou Sheng and was the temporary leader of the Xiao Clan ancestors, asked curiously:
"Little Han, what exactly did you use to trade for these Battle Armors?"
Although in Jiang Yu's words, these Battle Armors were merely his failed products, to Xiao Wurui and the others, they were true treasures, divine weapons.
Therefore, the items Xiao Han traded would certainly not be cheap goods.
Xiao Han said casually, "They are just some Medicinal Pills."
As a rising power, the Wan Kui Sect had a massive demand for Medicinal Pill resources, and many precious Medicinal Pills were difficult to obtain from the Pill Tower, so Jiang Yu turned to Xiao Han for help.
This was also the reason the former was willing to trade those incomparably precious Battle Armors. This time, for both parties, it was a mutually beneficial trade.
"What grade?" Xiao Wurui asked subconsciously.
"There are both Eighth Grade and Ninth Grade." Xiao Han's words seemed to linger in their ears, leaving everyone stunned on the spot.
"This kid..." Xiao Wurui and the others smiled bitterly, "His Medicinal Pills are almost catching up to the Pill Tower."
To take out Eighth Grade and Ninth Grade Medicinal Pills without changing his expression was something even they found difficult to bear.
Afterwards, they said no more and followed silently.
End of Chapter
