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341: A Bet?Yang Wudi frowned slightly.

Qi Tian's analysis was certainly correct, but he always felt as if he had been seen through by the other party.

Qi Tiancai is so old, yet he has such a sharp vision.

"Yes, what I need is the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product. If you can produce it, my Poyi Clan will not only give you one million gold soul coins, but also help you do three things that do not violate the principles!"

Yang Wudi put his thoughts aside.

As long as the Youxiang Qiluo fairy product can be obtained, any price will be worth it.

Qi Tian smiled faintly, "Master Yang Wudi, I think you have misunderstood. Immortal grass is not an ordinary thing. A mere gold soul coin is not enough to measure its value!"

"Then what do you want?" Yang Wudi was becoming impatient.

If you don't want to exchange it with gold soul coins, do you want to barter it?

The Destroyed Clan does not have any treasures that are nearly as valuable as the Immortal Grass.

Qi Tian slowly stood up and said, "To be honest, Senior Dugu and I founded the Element Sect together. In the sect, even Senior Dugu has to call me the Sect Master."

After a pause, he turned his gaze to the other party, "Patriarch of the Yang Wudi family, you should know that the situation on the mainland is no longer the same as it was in the past. Excuse me, if you still claim to be a family, in a few years, your family business will be taken away by the Spirit Hall."

"What did you say!" Yang Wudi stood up angrily, and the pressure of Soul Douluo was not concealed at all.

However, the pressure of his soul power fell on Qi Tian's body, like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing a ripple.

"How is it possible? Could he be a powerful person who changed his appearance?"

Yang Wudi was horrified. He was becoming more and more unable to understand Qi Tian in front of him.

After coming back to his senses, he recalled that there seemed to be another Qi Tian during the final of the Soul Master Competition.

Could the two be the same person?

"Boy, what do you want? How can I know whether you have the Youxiang Qiluo fairy product?" Yang Wudi asked in a deep voice.

"There's no need for me to argue with you." Qi Tian stretched out his right hand, and the fragrant and beautiful fairy product appeared in his palm.

The light pink halo quickly spread, covering an area of ​​several meters around it.

"That's right, this is the fairy product Youxiang Qiluo!" Yang Wudi's eyes opened wide, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed.

However, before he could carefully feel the fragrance of the magic grass, Qi Tian put it into his soul guide.

"Master Yang Wudi, what I just said was not directed at the Poyi clan. In fact, many clans of similar size to yours on the continent have been suppressed by the Spirit Hall."

"At present, our Element Sect is composed of the three families of Feng, Shui and Huo in Element City, plus Poison Douluo. With such strength, we can barely protect ourselves."

"The purpose of my trip is to recruit your three single-attribute families. As long as the Poyi Clan is willing to join the Element Sect, I will offer you the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product with both hands. And, Patriarch Yang Wudi, you are also a sect elder."

Such conditions are enough to show Qi Tian's sincerity.

But Yang Wudi was not familiar with Qi Tian. In the entire Element Sect, he was probably only aware of Dugu Bo.

At present, the only information he knew was that the Element Sect had nothing to do with the Spirit Hall.

Yang Wudi narrowed his eyes and readily agreed: "I can join your sect, but it is not up to me to decide whether my people stay or go."

Playing tricks!

Qi Tian sneered in his heart.

What's the point of just recruiting Yang Wudi? Will he stay in the sect after getting the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product?

By then, he might just turn around and slip away when no one is paying attention. What's the point of imprisoning him in the sect?

"You want to get something for nothing, Patriarch Yang Wudi, it seems you don't have sincerity."

"Let's go." After saying that, without waiting for the other party to reply, Qi Tian turned around and walked towards the door.

The Youxiang Qiluo fairy product is enough to control Yang Wudi, so Qi Tian is not worried. He will be annoyed if he doesn't behave himself.

Seeing Qi Tian approaching the door, Yang Wudi hurriedly said, "Wait!"

"The Poyi Clan has been rooted in Longxing City for a long time, and the disciples of the family have feelings for this place. How about this, I will take some disciples with you to the Yuansu Sect. The rest of the disciples will stay here, what do you think?"

Qi Tian ignored him, lifted his right foot and stepped over the threshold.

He knew that Yang Wudi would be cunning, but he didn't expect him to do this.

To put it bluntly, bring some disciples with you, so that once the situation goes wrong, they will immediately withdraw and take the magic grass for free.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Wudi saw that the other party was not willing to give in and was really helpless.

So, he asked, "It's obviously impossible for my Poyi clan to sell themselves to you just for a magical herb. It's not a good idea to keep the stalemate going. Why don't you tell me what other conditions you have?"

Qi Tian turned around and said indifferently: "Master Yang Wudi, this is the territory of your Poyi clan. Why, don't you want to send someone to rob it?"

Yang Wudi snorted coldly: "No matter how poor we are, we still have backbone. I don't bother to do dirty things."

Besides, who knows if Dugu Bo is hiding in the dark.

Seeing this, Qi Tian couldn't help but look at the other party with a higher opinion.

"How about this, Patriarch Yang Wudi, let's make a bet, how about that?"

"How do you bet?"

"I see your family's martial arts arena is quite large. Why don't we use the martial arts arena as a boundary and have a competition. If I lose, I will give you the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product for free. If you lose, I will still give you the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product. But the price is that the Pozhi Clan must join my sect."

Yang Wudi changed his mind and smiled, thinking that this proposal was feasible.

After all, win or lose, the magic grass will fall into his hands.

"How old are you this year? What is your relationship with Qi Tian, ​​who participated in the Soul Master Competition that year?"

Ah Fei curled his lips, "Of course it's Qi Tian himself. Where in the world is there a second Qi Tian?"

Qi Tian was fourteen years old when he participated in the Soul Master Competition. Now, five years have passed and he is only nineteen years old.

However, this 19-year-old young man put a lot of pressure on Yang Wudi.

After recovering from his shock, Yang Wudi laughed at himself and said, "What strength does a mere 19-year-old boy have?"

"Okay, I agree to compete with you. But if you lose and refuse to fulfill your promise, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

Qi Tian had no expression on his face, but he was extremely happy in his heart.

When he fought with Chen Zhi, he had already figured out a way to deal with the spear martial spirit.

Yang Wudi may surpass Chen Zhi in attack power, but in terms of overall strength, he is definitely no match for the latter.

After fighting with Chen Zhi, Qi Tian did improve a lot.

"Qitian, is everything okay? He's a Soul Douluo." Ye Lingling said with some concern.

Qi Tian turned around and said gently, "I still have you. What do I have to worry about?"

"Don't be careless." Ah Fei patted Qi Tian's shoulder and then stepped aside.

Dugu Yan pulled Ye Lingling away to make room for Qi Tiankong.

"Good boy, you have guts!" Yang Wudi waved his hand, and all the disciples on the martial arts field retreated. (End of this chapter)