Chapter 742: Can You Give Me a Discount?
Zhang Changchun's father knew that pursuing Zhong Siyu was no longer possible, so he shifted his attack target to Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing.
The two of them were already the attack targets in Zhang Changchun's father's plan, but what he valued more was the ghost suppressed under the Town Soul Tower. Therefore, after he appeared, he didn't immediately move against Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing, but instead prepared to subdue that ghost first.
He made this decision because, in his view, Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing simply weren't qualified to be his primary targets.
It was true that both were Underworld Officials, but they had become Underworld Officials too recently. Thus, in his opinion, the Spirit Power within their bodies was limited, and the value they could bring him couldn't compare to the ghost suppressed under the Town Soul Tower. Therefore, he naturally wouldn't consider them primary attack targets.
However, at present, the ghost suppressed under the Town Soul Tower had been swallowed by Zhong Siyu, and Zhong Siyu had also escaped. He could only seek compensation for his losses from Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing.
At the same time, he also wanted to vent the frustration and rage festering in his heart upon Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing.
As Zhang Changchun's father's words fell, he immediately transformed into a mass of Yin Qi and rushed towards Yang Haoran's location.
Seeing this, Zhang Changchun quickly followed, holding his Array Disk. As for their Zhang family's supreme treasure, the Town Soul Tower, it shrank to the size of a palm and floated suspended behind him under his control.
However, the calmness he displayed at this moment, in the eyes of Zhang Changchun and his father, was entirely feigned. They believed that Yang Haoran must be panicked out of his mind right now.
Not far in front of Yang Haoran, Yin Qi coalesced, transforming into Zhang Changchun's father's Spirit Body. Zhang Changchun then landed beside his father.
Surprisingly, the father and son did not immediately launch an attack on Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran knew that their reluctance to immediately attack him certainly wasn't out of a desire to let him and Xu Meijing off the hook; they definitely had other intentions.
Sure enough, Zhang Changchun's father's next words proved his suspicion correct: the other party indeed had ulterior motives.
"Emissary Yang, I wonder if you'd be interested in making a deal with me?"
Zhang Changchun's father's blood-red eyes fixed on Yang Haoran, and he spoke in a deep voice. Although he tried his best to conceal it, Yang Haoran still caught the brutal glint in those crimson eyes.
"Heh, what kind of deal do you want to make?"
Yang Haoran's customary smile appeared on his face as he inquired.
He knew this old geezer was playing games with him, but he didn't expose it, nor did he have any intention of launching an immediate offensive. After all, every moment he delayed would buy Xu Meijing a little more time, which was a good thing for him.
So, if Zhang Changchun and his father weren't in a hurry to act, he was even less inclined to rush.
He was curious to see what other tricks this father and son duo could pull at this point.
"The deal I want to make with Emissary Yang is very simple: an exchange of items for lives. Is Emissary Yang interested?"
Yang Haoran generally understood the meaning behind Zhang Changchun's father's words. He wore a look of interest and chuckled as he countered.
"An exchange of items for lives, heh heh, sounds somewhat interesting. Could you elaborate?"
Zhang Changchun's father nodded, looking at Yang Haoran, and responded in a deep voice.
"Since Emissary Yang has an inclination in this regard, of course, I must explain myself clearly. My so-called exchange of items for lives is very simple: as long as Emissary Yang produces what I want, and the quantity meets my minimum ideal requirements, I will let Emissary Yang leave this place, and we'll consider today's events as if nothing happened. What do you say?"
Yang Haoran had actually already guessed what Zhang Changchun's father wanted to demand from him, but he feigned ignorance, a bewildered expression on his face.
"What do you want?"
Zhang Changchun's father immediately replied.
"Soul Pills. I believe Emissary Yang definitely still has Soul Pills in his possession. If Emissary Yang can produce five Soul Pills, then today's events will be considered a misunderstanding, and I will apologize to you for my previous words and actions."
Upon hearing Zhang Changchun's father's words, the smile on Yang Haoran's face stiffened slightly. He then recovered, feigning surprise.
"Five Soul Pills? Are you joking with me? Where am I supposed to find five Soul Pills for you?"
Yang Haoran naturally understood perfectly what devious scheme Zhang Changchun's father was concocting in his mind. It was about squeezing as many benefits as possible from him before making a move against him and Xu Meijing.
According to his estimation, whether he produced the Soul Pills or not, Zhang Changchun's father would ultimately make a move against him and Xu Meijing. The reason he was wasting time on him now was that Zhang Changchun's father was worried that after killing them both, he wouldn't be able to burst open their independent spaces, and thus wouldn't be able to obtain any items within those spaces.
He was no stranger to such ploys; of course, he wouldn't foolishly fall for it. Instead, he found Zhang Changchun's father's approach somewhat laughable.
If he were to believe such a clumsy lie, he would have truly lived these past years in vain.
Although he understood in his heart, some words couldn't be spoken directly, because he still wanted to stall for as much time as possible.
Upon hearing Yang Haoran's reply, Zhang Changchun's father's brows involuntarily furrowed slightly.
"Emissary Yang, I won't beat around the bush any longer. Both of you are Underworld Officials, so the unreleased Spirit Power within your bodies is of great use to us ghosts. However, according to the information I've obtained, you and Emissary Xu have only been Emissaries of Death for a few years, and your strength is quite limited. Therefore, the Spirit Power within your bodies won't be as helpful to me as I might imagine. In comparison, I would prefer to obtain enough Soul Pills from your hands. As long as you produce Soul Pills that satisfy me, I am naturally willing to let you off the hook."
Hearing this, Yang Haoran's face showed hesitation, as if he were weighing the pros and cons, considering the gains and losses.
Seeing this, Zhang Changchun's father's brow furrowed even deeper. He glanced at Yang Haoran, then at Xu Meijing inside the protective barrier, finally turning his grim face back to Yang Haoran.
"Emissary Yang, this old man doesn't have much time to waste on you. Do you understand what I mean?"
Yang Haoran nodded lightly, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
"Of course I understand what you mean. It's just that I don't have that many Soul Pills on hand right now. Can. . . can you give me a discount?"
Zhang Changchun's father sneered coldly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"It seems Emissary Yang has no sincerity!"
Yang Haoran's face showed panic, and he hastily began to explain.
"Don't misunderstand, please. It's not that I lack sincerity; it's just that I truly don't have that many Soul Pills. If I had that many, I would have consumed them myself long ago, why would I. . ."
Yang Haoran didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning behind his words was perfectly clear.
He had expected Zhang Changchun's father to ask how many Soul Pills he still had, and then he would have used that to stall for a little more time. But to his surprise, Zhang Changchun's father not only didn't ask further but suddenly made a move!
He saw Zhang Changchun's father's Spirit Body suddenly transform into a mass of Yin Qi, lunging violently towards him. At the same time, Zhang Changchun activated the Array Disk in his hand!
The distance between them wasn't far, and coupled with Zhang Changchun's father's incredibly fast speed, Yang Haoran was instantly struck, enveloped by the Yin Qi transformed from Zhang Changchun's father's Spirit Body.
"Do you think only you are clever, and everyone else is a fool? Do you think I couldn't see you were stalling for time? I gave you a chance, and you didn't cherish it, so don't blame me for being impolite!"
The Yin Qi that Zhang Changchun's father had transformed into coiled around Yang Haoran's body, and a ferocious old face materialized, only a few centimeters from Yang Haoran's. His expression was twisted, and his tone was filled with fury.
At this moment, he was indeed very angry. After his plan failed, his heart had been brimming with rage and frustration, but to extract more benefits from Yang Haoran, he had forcefully suppressed his anger.
Although he knew that getting Yang Haoran to willingly produce Soul Pills wasn't a simple matter and the chances of success were low, he still decided to try for the sake of greater profit.
The outcome of his attempt hadn't truly surprised him, but this didn't stop him from losing his temper, because Yang Haoran's feigned stalling in front of him made him feel as if his intelligence had been insulted.
His words to Yang Haoran at this moment were a final warning!
Unfortunately, Yang Haoran wasn't buying it.
"Heh heh, while I'm not clever, thankfully I'm not a fool either. Otherwise, I would have happily given you all the Soul Pills in my hand."
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