Chapter 2193: Hibiscus God Emperor, Deal Struck

The Hibiscus God Emperor spoke!

The other God Emperors all looked at He Pingsheng as well, every single one of them nodding.

Someone said: "Rest assured, we are all God Emperors; no matter what you produce, we can honor our promises!"

"Right, right, right!"

"Under the watchful eyes of all, we God Emperors — how could we possibly deceive you?"

Everyone made their promises.

Only then did He Pingsheng take the Seven Curses Book in hand, raise it above his head, and say: "This junior has the Seven Curses Book; if any of you seniors want it, you may bid!"

Hum hum hum...

He Pingsheng withdrew his hand, and the book was left suspended in the void above his head.

The entire grand hall, countless people were struck speechless.

For a moment, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Whether it was the God Emperors on the dais or the disciples sitting on cushions below, none knew what expression to wear to convey their feelings at this moment.

He Pingsheng smiled, looked at those who had laughed at him earlier, and asked: "You seniors were laughing quite loudly just now; why aren't you laughing now?"

"Cough cough cough cough..." Above, the Hibiscus God Emperor cleared his throat heavily, then said: "This... this..."

"Could it be... you are Baili Mo?"

He Pingsheng stood and cupped his fists: "Who this junior is doesn't matter; it's just a temporary name anyway, but the Seven Curses Book in my hand is the real deal!"

"I also know this book is a calamity on me; this junior lacks the power to control it, so today I bring it out for auction!"

"I ask the various God Emperors to offer a fair price!"

Forty-odd God Emperors, not one failed to feel their faces burning hot.

This damn thing, who can afford it?

But speaking of the Seven Curses Book, everyone wants it.

Perhaps someone at the bottom like He Pingsheng doesn't understand the significance of the Seven Curses Book, but for them, these God Emperors, if they could possess the Seven Curses Book, that would truly be incredibly satisfying.

"Huu..." Someone sighed deeply and said: "This young friend, this Emperor is the Assistant God of the Curse Dao!"

"The Seven Curses Book was originally the divine artifact of our Curse Dao; how about this — you tell me what you want, I'll do my best to satisfy you, and thus the Seven Curses Book can return to my Curse Dao!"

That Assistant God looked at He Pingsheng.

"Well said!" The Hibiscus God Emperor clapped twice and said: "Actually, it's not only your Curse Dao's Assistant God who can cultivate the Curse Great Dao; if this Emperor obtained the Seven Curses Book, I would likewise switch to cultivating the Curse Great Dao!"

"This kind of far-fetched reason, Daoist friend had better not speak of it again?"

"Exactly!" Immediately a God Emperor jumped out to agree: "Who isn't?"

"No matter who it is, once they get the Seven Curses Book, they'll definitely switch to cultivating the Curse Great Dao at the first moment; otherwise, what would be the meaning of obtaining the Seven Curses Book?"

"Exactly!" Everyone agreed one by one.

That Curse Dao Assistant God then had nothing more to say.

Taking advantage of the chaos as the Emperors argued, He Pingsheng's Divine Sense circled the grand hall several times; he wanted to see which one was the Big-Mouth Fish.

The result was that he failed to detect it.

Good fellow, hidden deep enough.

Whatever... I've given the chance; whether you can seize it is your business; this old man's dog life is more important.

"Cough cough cough..." That Hibiscus God Emperor dry-coughed a few more times: "Young friend, theoretically speaking, your Seven Curses Book is a Saint Artifact; among those present, including myself, there is no one who can afford the price!"

"But young friend must also know, this Saint Artifact is also a type of evil artifact; not just anyone can suppress it!"

"Pardon my bluntness, this Saint Artifact on you right now is nothing but a disaster for you!"

"If you don't sell it today, I'm afraid you'll face a lethal calamity!"

"So, although we just spoke of fairness, for this divine artifact we truly cannot give you a fair price!"

"You now have only one choice: know when to stop!"

"Of course, this Emperor isn't threatening you; I'm just speaking the plain truth!"

"What do you think?"

Everyone stared at He Pingsheng.

No one is stupid; they also know He Pingsheng's purpose for sneaking in here.

He Pingsheng smiled: "Yes... Senior's words are correct!"

"Good then!" The Hibiscus God Emperor said: "Then state your demands; as long as they're reasonable, we can all satisfy you!"

He Pingsheng thought for a moment, then raised his hand and extended three fingers: "This junior has only three conditions!"

"First, I want Ninth-Grade Divine Artifacts, and at least two of them!"

"Second, I want a method that can transform blood into a nascent soul; whether it's a divine ability or a formation, either works!"

"Third, aside from the above two, the third item — each senior bids on their own; whose third item moves me, I'll trade with them!"

"Seniors, please proceed!"

Finished speaking, He Pingsheng directly sat down on the cushion on the ground.

Because there were many God Emperors here, the Seven Curses Book above He Pingsheng's head was not contested by anyone.

At most, everyone merely swept their Divine Sense over to inspect it.

"This..." The Hibiscus God Emperor said: "Two Ninth-Grade Divine Artifacts — that's not too many; this Emperor can scrape them together!"

"But this blood-to-soul transformation method, I've also never heard of it!"

"Does anyone among you know?"

The God Emperors looked around.

The remaining God Emperors all shook their heads one by one.

He Pingsheng's heart gave a jolt: Good heavens... even the God Emperor doesn't know?

"But that's fine too!" the Haitang God Emperor said: "This seat cultivates the Blood Great Dao; theoretically speaking, blood, flesh, and souls are all things produced within living beings' bodies, and can be mutually transformed — but how to transform them still requires comprehension!"

"With this seat's wisdom, it would take approximately several hundred years!"

"Not bad!" a God Emperor nodded: "This Emperor also thought it would take roughly a hundred or a thousand years to comprehend it!"

"Baili Mo, are you willing to wait?"

Before He Pingsheng could speak, someone said: "Young Friend Baili... this is this seat's offer, take a look!"

A God Emperor waved his sleeve, and a jade slip flew over.

This jade slip contained a passage of text.

His terms were fine: two ninth-grade divine artifacts; as for the method of transforming blood into soul, it would be supplemented later; as for the third thing he could give, the jade slip wrote a single character: Fish.

What does that mean?

Give me a fish?

No no no... Big-Mouth Fish...

Holy shit!

So it's him!

He Pingsheng looked at the God Emperor who delivered the jade slip; he was a Fu God, but He Pingsheng had forgotten what Dao method he cultivated.

But this Fu God was currently looking at him with a beaming smile.

Very obviously, he was Yu Yingxian's man.

"Daoist Friend Baili... this is what this old man can give you..."

An old man flicked his sleeve and tossed over a jade slip.

"This is mine!"

"This is mine!"

"This is mine!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

In the span of an instant, the area around He Pingsheng's body was piled full of jade slips — a good dozen or so.

He examined them one by one.

The things offered were all similar: none had the method of transforming blood into soul; all promised to provide it within a future period; all had ninth-grade divine artifacts, but some offered one piece, some two, and the quality varied enormously.

There were low-grade, mid-grade, and high-grade.

As for the third item, it was even more of a mixed bag.

Some offered artifact-refining materials, some offered divine pills, and some promised to accept him as a disciple.

The most excessive was the Haitang God Emperor: the Haitang God Emperor promised to accept He Pingsheng as a disciple and cultivate him into a Fu God.

And could even swear a Sovereign Oath.

Tsk tsk tsk...

With the Seven Curses Book in your hands, the Sovereign Oath is on the Seven Curses Book — you think I'd believe your oath?

However, in the end He Pingsheng still chose the Haitang God Emperor's jade slip, then chuckled and said: "Your Majesty... I'm willing to trade with you!"

"The Seven Curses Book is yours..."

He Pingsheng pushed lightly with his hand, and the Seven Curses Book fell before the Haitang God Emperor.

The Haitang God Emperor laughed heartily: "Good good good... this book belongs to this old man now!"

"Who agrees, who opposes?"