Chapter 845: You Must Trust Me
Upon learning of their son's death, the Demon Hunter couple immediately fell into a furious rage. A single thought consumed their minds: to kill Yang Haoran, the murderer of their son.
However, when Yang Haoran informed the couple that their son's soul was still in his possession, the woman's attack did not cease. The man, however, felt as if his throat had suddenly been gripped, his attack halting and his breathing growing labored.
"Stop! ! !"
The man roared at the woman, halting her. Stunned by his shout, the woman's body trembled, and she regained a measure of her senses.
Ye Zhiqiu and Xu Meijing appeared beside Yang Haoran at this moment, their gazes fixed warily on the couple.
Though Yang Haoran's words had just now drawn their fire, giving them both a chance to recover and severely injuring the woman, they knew deep down that Yang Haoran, having only just opened his Earth Soul, was likely no match for the couple. Thus, they immediately rushed to provide support.
"Hand over my son's soul!"
After halting the woman and seeing her stop attacking Yang Haoran, the man took a deep breath and said to Yang Haoran in a low voice.
"Where is my son's soul! Where is my son's soul! ! !"
The woman roared at Yang Haoran, her anger and the killing intent on her face still clearly evident.
"This junior just said, senior, that the soul is in this junior's possession. Why do you still ask this question?"
Yang Haoran replied, a smile playing on his lips. The woman wanted to roar again, but the man held her back.
"Tell me, what will it take for you to hand over my son's soul?"
The man asked in a deep voice. At this moment, his mind was wholly consumed with how to retrieve his son's soul from Yang Haoran. As long as the soul remained, his son could still be saved. At worst, they could have their son switch to cultivating the ghost path. With their combined abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for their son to break through to the Evil Spirit realm. In fact, within their lifetimes, it was highly probable they could even help their son advance to Ghost King.
Once successfully promoted to Ghost King, their son could reshape his physical body, appearing no different from a living person, and furthermore, possess formidable strength.
Therefore, upon learning that their son's soul still existed, hope rekindled in the man's heart. However, he also knew that retrieving his son's soul from Yang Haoran without paying a price was certainly impossible, which was why he opened his mouth to inquire about Yang Haoran's conditions.
As for why he didn't just kill Yang Haoran directly, he naturally wouldn't dare to do such a foolish thing. He couldn't guarantee that after killing Yang Haoran, Yang Haoran's independent space would burst open.
If his son's soul had been taken into Yang Haoran's independent space, and Yang Haoran was killed by the couple without the independent space bursting open, then their son would be little different from having his soul undergo Soul Transformation.
"Heh heh, now you're being reasonable, senior. As Demon Hunters, I presume the two of you have accumulated quite a few Demon Pills and Demon Spirit Liquid. Of course, Demon Weapons can also serve as leverage to redeem your son's soul."
Yang Haoran said with a smile, then calmly awaited their reply.
Neither Xu Meijing nor Ye Zhiqiu made a move. Since their opponents were holding back, it gave them crucial time to recover. The longer the delay, the greater the benefit to them both. So, they both remained still and silent, watching Yang Haoran's performance.
"You're just an Underworld agent! Why do you need Demon Pills! Hurry up and give me back my son's soul!"
The woman's heart burned with anxiety, and these words naturally came out without thought. Yang Haoran simply ignored her roar, fixing his gaze on the man, awaiting his reply.
"I want to see my son's soul."
The man did not question why Yang Haoran needed Demon Pills or similar items. Instead, he directly stated his demand to first see his son's soul.
Yang Haoran smiled faintly, then Yin Qi surged in his hand. A Soul-Gathering Bead was taken from his independent space, hovering in his palm.
Inside this Soul-Gathering Bead, a Soul Thread was clearly visible, moving about like a small fish swimming in water.
Seeing the Soul-Gathering Bead Yang Haoran produced, the couple's emotions surged again. They had already lost their composure, overlooking a crucial question: whether the Soul Thread inside the Soul-Gathering Bead was truly their son's transformed soul!
The man's eyes immediately erupted with intense killing intent, while the woman was even more direct, instantly moving to snatch it. Numerous vines appeared out of thin air, some coiling towards Yang Haoran's body, others reaching for the Soul-Gathering Bead in his hand.
Yang Haoran had long anticipated this situation, so the instant the man's eyes erupted with killing intent and the woman made her move, he immediately placed the Soul-Gathering Bead back into his independent space.
The incoming vines were shattered by several streaks of sword qi, failing to seize the Soul-Gathering Bead or inflict any harm upon Yang Haoran.
These suddenly appearing streaks of sword qi naturally came from Ye Zhiqiu, who stood beside him.
The woman was severely wounded at this time, her strength a world apart from before. Although Ye Zhiqiu was also heavily injured, comparatively, the woman's injuries were more severe than his, and the power she exuded was not as strong as Ye Zhiqiu's at that moment. Hence, her sudden strike was instantly nullified by Ye Zhiqiu.
"Senior, this approach of yours is rather against the rules. If we're to make an exchange, shouldn't you demonstrate your sincerity first? Forceful snatching is hardly the act of a gentleman."
Yang Haoran said, smiling. Judging by his tone and facial expression, he didn't seem angry at the woman's actions.
"A gentleman? You murdered my son, and now you're using his soul to threaten us, his parents! You utterly despicable bastard, how dare you even utter the word 'gentleman'!"
The woman gritted her teeth. At this moment, she wished she could slice Yang Haoran's flesh into pieces and devour them raw, especially the smile on Yang Haoran's face, which made her heart clench with unbearable frustration!
"Senior, as I just said, I don't have the leisure to specifically target your precious son. The reason I killed him is because he sought his own demise. I won't coddle him like you two do. When one makes a mistake, one must pay the price. However, this isn't the time for that discussion. This soul, are you exchanging it, or not?"
Yang Haoran asked with a smile, his expression and tone unchanged from before.
"Exchange! Bring out the soul! We, the couple, will exchange with you!"
The man said in a deep voice, but he did not produce the items Yang Haoran desired, contrary to Yang Haoran's intent.
Yang Haoran remained silent, smiling as he watched the man, seemingly reminding him that unless he produced the desired items, the Soul-Gathering Bead would not reappear.
The man understood Yang Haoran's meaning. He gritted his teeth, then with a fierce wave of his hand, numerous items suddenly appeared before him: Demon Pills sealed with Star Spirit Power, several porcelain bottles, and a few Demon Weapons.
Without exception, all these items were precisely what Yang Haoran had specified.
The smile on Yang Haoran's face deepened involuntarily. He nodded, still smiling, then turned his gaze to the woman.
"Heh heh, senior, and you?"
The woman stared at Yang Haoran with murderous intent, making no other moves.
"Give it to him!"
The man spoke in a deep voice. Only then, with a heart full of grievance and reluctance, did the woman retrieve the items Yang Haoran desired from her independent space.
"Heh heh, while the quantity is still far from my ideal requirements, I've always been one to know when to quit while I'm ahead. I won't abandon the trade simply because of your stinginess, seniors."
As his words fell, Yang Haoran once again produced the same Soul-Gathering Bead.
"Heh heh, seniors, if either of you tries any more tricks, don't blame this junior for being merciless. Even if I have to beat this soul until it's utterly dispersed, I absolutely won't give it to you. If you're willing to trust me, then hand over these items first. Of course, if you don't trust me, there's nothing I can do."
Yang Haoran's words made the couple's faces fall simultaneously, for they worried that after handing over the items, Yang Haoran might not return the soul, leaving them at a massive disadvantage.
"I'll count to three. You hand over the soul, and I'll hand over the items!"
The man said in a deep voice. He did not trust Yang Haoran, which was why he made such a decision.
"Heh heh, my strength, junior, is certainly not comparable to yours, seniors. If you were to play any tricks with these items, I wouldn't be able to tell. Therefore, this junior still feels more at ease receiving the items first. As soon as I receive them, I will definitely give you the Soul-Gathering Bead in my hand. I can swear on my character, you must trust me."
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