Douluo Continent: It Became Huo Yuhao's Golden Finger!

Chapter 289 Jing Hongchen jumped up and down! Shut your little mouth, you little brat!
Let's upgrade the configuration.

Destroying a wisp of divine consciousness shouldn't be a problem, right?
I'll pay for a consultation.

[-25 million Luck Points]

【Can】

Not bad.

Then this trip will have been worth the ticket price.

Zhuge Lan waved to Ma Hongjun.

"Since you have no intention of talking, I will never see you again."

The pre-drawn "Soul Curse Rune" is activated directly, causing the spiritual world and soul to shatter together, and the physical body to turn into nothingness.

His movements were so clean and swift that Ma Hongjun's contempt was still evident on his face.

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Is this human insane?

He came in, punched himself, and then committed suicide?

It was so completely annihilated, that even His divine consciousness couldn't retrieve a single fragment.

Even if He himself were to do it, He couldn't do it so thoroughly!
this.
Can they really be resurrected?

The Phoenix God dispersed his divine sense and saw a spatial rift open, from which Zhuge Lan, dressed in a simple robe, stepped out.

He even sensed the probing of divine sense and grinned at Ma Hongjun from afar.

Damn it!
Can he really be resurrected?
What kind of evil and crooked practice is this?!

Even the five great god-kings, faced with the situation just now, could only say "condolences" right?

Something is wrong!
This human is really strange!
However, Zhuge Lan ignored Ma Hongjun and looked at Xuanzi with a smile.

"Can we discuss the details of the transaction now?"

"Otherwise, I'll live in your Shrek Academy and launch an attack of that scale whenever I have the chance."

"The gods of the land of inheritance can't interfere with things outside. Such a beautiful landscape is about to be lost."

Xuanzi's cheeks twitched violently twice.

Phoenix God, you're really useless!
They said they could wipe us out with a flick of their wrist, but it turned out they pulled a big stunt?
Just like the scale we just saw.

Xuanzi could only barely protect himself, and he had to stay on the edge of the aftershocks. If he had been in the very center, he would have been crippled or killed.

And then there's this one, just for fun.
Shrek Academy is definitely no longer around!

If it were someone else who could be killed, Xuanzi would be more resolute and could choose to die standing up.

At worst, he can just launch a sneak attack and switch bases!
Can.
Zhuge Lan is not afraid of death and can be resurrected.

The Temple of Light members are also fearless and can be resurrected.

Moving?

nonexistent!

Xuanzi now understands why the Sun and Moon Royal Family had no way to express their grievances back then—at least they were able to defeat them back then!

I can't beat them in a fight, I can't kill them, and I can't change anything by moving to another place.

Wrong!

nausea!

I bother!

"cough!"

Wang Dong'er finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to defuse the situation—

"What you want to exchange is probably the essence of Tang Wutong, the daughter of the Sea God, right?"

"I can make the decision on this transaction."

"But what price are you willing to pay?"

Zhuge Lan immediately abandoned Xuanzi and gave Wang Dong'er a look that said, "You're a promising student."

"Anything from the Temple of Light, rare metals scarce in the Douluo Continent, or anything else you need, you can ask for it."

"Then I need ten sets of level nine soul tool design blueprints, from Mingde Hall," Wang Dong'er said, her voice trembling with arrogance.

Zhuge Lan was speechless.

Just ten sets?
The design blueprints for level nine soul tools are not finished soul tools. Mingde Hall has at least a hundred designs, but there are not enough soul tool masters to realize them.

Besides, your man is about to take over Mingdetang, why do you still need this junk?

Jing Hongchen, however, was clearly upset and rejected the condition. "No."

Zhuge Lan was the first to refuse—

"The design blueprints of Mingde Hall belong to the wealth of the Sun Moon Empire, and I have no right to use them."

"Change the conditions."

"How about I provide more rare metals?"

—Subtext: You want something good? You can just get these blueprints for free.

Wang Dong'er feigned anger and said unhappily—

"What's the use of giving us a lot of rare metals if we don't have the blueprints for a level nine soul tool?"

"Can you give me the materials for one hundred sets of level nine soul tools?"

This time they've really gone too far.

Jing Hongchen's eyes widened immediately!
One hundred sets?!
You really have the nerve to dream!
Ye Xishui, who possesses the vast Holy Spirit Cult, with its headquarters even located in the Demon Forest, has only managed to build one Death God Tower and collect materials for two sets of Death God Towers in nearly three hundred years.

That's a Limit Douluo!

Or perhaps it's the leader of a villainous sect like the Holy Spirit Cult, who has no bottom line, engages in double-crossing, drug trafficking, arms dealing, and smuggling without any scruples.

They only have three houses.

You want a hundred sets?!
Even if you emptied the Sun Moon Empire, you still couldn't gather this many resources!
High-grade rare metals are priced by the gram!

"100 sets? You're exaggerating!" Zhuge Lan exclaimed in surprise, "At most 50 sets."

"Not even 50 sets!" Jing Hongchen exclaimed, jumping up and down. "The Empire's inventory only has 5 sets! At most, 5 sets of level-nine soul tool materials!"

Zhuge Lan and Wang Dong'er exchanged a knowing smile.

That's how you find out the bottom line.

But 5 sets are definitely not the limit, let's keep playing around.

"Five sets? That's like throwing money away to a beggar!" Wang Dong'er said unhappily. "Let's do as Lan Zhu said, fifty sets."

Zhuge Lan didn't respond this time, but looked at Jing Hongchen and transmitted her voice through her soul power.

[Zhuge Lan: I don't know anything about soul tools. How many sets of materials are needed for a level nine soul tool?]

[Jing Hongchen: This is top secret. Even your brother doesn't know the specifics. Anyway, I'll give you a maximum of five sets! No more!]

[Zhuge Lan: Oh, I see. Then I'll go back and ask His Majesty.]

Zhuge Lan started with zero frames, tearing open a spatial rift and about to enter.

In her haste, Jing Hongchen grabbed him.

[Mirror of the Mortal World: 6 sets!]

Zhuge Lan continued to walk in, even switching her martial soul to the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear, which Jing Hongchen, a titled Douluo, couldn't stop.

[Mirror of the Mortal World: 7 sets!]

Zhuge Lan remained unmoved.

[Mirror of the Mortal World: 8 sets!]

Zhuge Lan stopped and quoted Wang Dong'er a price of 6 sets, which was met with a glare from the latter, who then lowered the price to 49 sets.

The two of them tugged at each other for a moment.

In the end, Zhuge Lan offered 8 sets, but Wang Dong'er insisted on 45 sets.

"You can't do this!" Jing Hongchen exclaimed anxiously, "Nine sets! Even with the list from the Temple of Light, we can only manage nine sets at most! If that's not enough, then forget it!"

He immediately let go of Zhuge Lan's hand and stood behind him, ready to follow him back at any time.

Zhuge Lan and Wang Dong'er realized they couldn't squeeze any more money out of them.
Zhuge Qiu'er suddenly chimed in—

"Then let's tentatively set nine sets of the rare metals used in level nine soul tools."

"Next, let's talk about the rare metals used in level eight soul tools. How many sets can you provide?"

"It shouldn't be less than a level nine soul tool, right?"

Jing Hongchen glared at him!

Is there really such a price?
Wang Dong'er slapped her forehead and gave Zhuge Qiu'er a thumbs up.

As expected of a candidate empress who has lived for tens of thousands of years and is "well-versed in scripts," her thinking is indeed quick.

Zhuge Lan secretly gave Jing Hongchen a look of approval, then turned to Jing Hongchen with a troubled expression.

"How about I give you a hundred?"

"Shut up, you!"

(End of this chapter)