Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 621 Negotiation_1

Chapter 621: Chapter 621 Negotiation_1

Liang Youdao and Guo Yijian felt a burden lifted off their shoulders, but it also seemed as if something inside their hearts was shattered. Their pride and the spirit of a martial artist had been demoralized.

They were alive, but they had lost much more.

"Who else do you want to kill?" asked Yang Junmo.

"I’ve killed enough for today, let’s go," replied Su Chengyu.

Yang Junmo nodded, formed a light sword under his feet, and ascended. Su Chengyu controlled the Dragon Slayer Sword and the two of them flew away together.

Only then did Liang Youdao and Guo Yijian manage to truly stand up, their faces pale. Liang Youdao stared at their audience with a cold, icy stare. "What happened today should stay buried within you. Anyone who dares to gossip, I guarantee they will be imprisoned in the Dragon Soul and taste the punishment of the Dragon Soul," he warned.

Having said that, he left with his team from the Dragon Soul. Shen Junru and Shen Junxian, two siblings, were limp and felt as if they had just returned from the jaws of death. Their hearts were in turmoil, and they couldn’t shake off their fear.

"Starting from today, the martial arts world in Danyang will completely reshuffle. The three major martial arts families will be completely obliterated from history."

People slowly left the ruined Zhuo residence, feeling like they had been part of a historic moment in the Danyang martial arts world.

Su Chengyu and Yang Junmo flew out of Suifeng City District on their swords and landed on a small hill. Once on the ground, the cold hard personality that Yang Junmo had embodied earlier disappeared.

"So, how was I? Didn’t I handle everything perfectly? I must have seemed like a handsome man - cold, decisive and a man of few words to them," said Yang Junmo, very pleased with his performance and seeking praise from Su Chengyu.

"You want my opinion? I have two words," retorted Su Chengyu indifferently.

"Which two words?" Yang Junmo asked curiously.

"Show off," Su Chengyu replied with a slight smile.

"Get lost! You really can’t say anything nice. You’re just jealous. Remember who saved your life. If I hadn’t stepped in, that Ninth Grade Martial King would’ve crushed you with his finger," retorted Yang Junmo.

"Speaking of this, it really pisses me off! Didn’t you promise to arrive earlier? Did you get lost or do it intentionally? You almost got me killed!" Su Chengyu was exasperated with Yang Junmo.

"Ahem..." coughed Yang Junmo, then opened his fan, saying: "How could I get lost? I came across a damsel in distress on the way here, and of course, I had to help her. After rescuing her, she invited me to dinner at her place. We then got intimate. Once we were finished, I hurried over here without even taking a break."

"Yang Junmo, you really are a scoundrel!"

Su Chengyu rolled his eyes at him. This guy was truly unreliable.

"Well, it didn’t affect me saving you, did it? Be nice to your savior," grinned Yang Junmo.

"You’re fucking going to die under some woman someday."

Su Chengyu cursed, his face stern. After cursing, he suddenly realized something seemed off. That comment coming from him felt strange.

"Everyone has to die someday. If I’m dying on top of a woman, I don’t think I’d have any regrets. And I accept your good wishes!"

A look of enjoyment washed over Yang Junmo’s face.

Although Su Chengyu railing on Yang Junmo, he was appreciative inside. Yang Junmo was one of his few friends. Despite his strong and influential background, he had no pretense and wanted to be friends with him. That alone was enough for Su Chengyu to remember his kindness forever.

Of course, kindness was one thing, and taking advantage of opportunities was another. He would not be merciful when it came to shearing the sheep.

After all, this guy was ridiculously rich, and he was dirt poor.

Su Chengyu took out the Blood Ruyi from the Cui Xia Ring and tossed it towards Yang Junmo. "Even though you almost got me killed, you’ve had a hard time running around. I’ll just give you the Blood Ruyi," he said.

Yang Junmo swiftly grabbed the Blood Ruyi from Su Chengyu’s hand, holding it firmly as if he was afraid Su Chengyu would change his mind.

"I knew you were a straight-shooter, it was worth running around for this. When I received your message, I was thousands of kilometers away. I traveled all night without any delay. Even when my own father calls me, I’m not this active," said Yang Junmo.

"Which part of what you just said is true and which one is false?" asked Su Chengyu.

"What do you mean? Everything I said was true," retorted Yang Junmo, feigning innocence.

"Who was the one that just said he stopped halfway to play the hero and that he managed to sleep with some woman?" Su Chengyu asked, smirking.

"Did I say that? You must’ve heard wrong. I never said that."

Having stowed away the Blood Ruyi, Yang Junmo denied everything he had just said. Indeed, his skin was thicker than a city wall.

"You really are a scoundrel!"

"Same to you, my friend! If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going. Till we meet again!" laughed Yang Junmo.

"Wait a minute! According to our original agreement, you still owe me seven Xuantong Pills. You saved my life, so I’ll subtract two. You still owe me five Xuantong Pills." Su Chengyu broke in.

"But didn’t you just say you’re giving it to me?" Yang Junmo asked, surprised.

"Did I say that? You must’ve heard wrong. I never said that." Su Chengyu immediately imitated Yang Junmo’s mannerisms and tone from earlier, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands.

"Su Cheng, you’re a goddamn scoundrel!"

Yang Junmo was enraged. Retribution had come too quickly. He gave Su Chengyu a pill bottle, saying: "I don’t have any more Xuantong Pills. What’s in here is one Dragon Spirit Pill. It can help you leap past the Ninth Layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm straight into the Tongxuan Realm! This one Dragon Spirit Pill should be worth five Xuantong Pills, right?"

"Absolutely not! At least three."

The two of them, who were just now behaving like brothers, were now bargaining with each other, reinforcing the classic, ’count your chickens before they hatch’. They were seasoned negotiators!

"No more! This is my only Dragon Spirit Pill and I’m giving it to you. After all, the Blood Ruyi is in my hands. What can you do about it?" challenged Yang Junmo, with a mischievous grin.

"You go too far! Even if you don’t have any more Dragon Spirit Pills, you at least need to give me something else of equal value," retorted Su Chengyu, still trying to negotiate.

Yang Junmo thought for a moment, then threw two talismans to Su Chengyu, saying: "One is a Shrink Earth Talisman. It can shrink distances, helping you escape danger. You’ve offended many people, so it’s important to have something to ensure your survival. The other one is a God Summoning Talisman. It can invoke the power of the gods, enhancing your realm and combat strength, and it has no side effects. It can be invaluable in critical situations."

"You think two talismans will suffice? Give me a Superior Grade Spiritual Artifact too!"

While both talismans were definitely useful for Su Chengyu, they could hardly compare with the Dragon Spirit Pill.