Chapter 597: Leader of Sarath?

"Two geniuses of the golden generation, I've long heard of your names."

The mysterious man's voice was low and a little hoarse as it slowly emerged from under his cloak. "I'm here to make a deal. I believe you won't be disappointed."

Xie Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone calm yet dignified: "Tell me, what kind of deal?"

The mysterious man took out a yellowed parchment from his sleeve and handed it to Xie Yue. The paper was densely written with the names of various rare medicinal herbs.

Xie Yue took it and looked at it, his brows slightly raised. All the medicinal herbs on the paper were priceless, and some of them might not even be found in the treasury of the Spirit Hall.

The mysterious man continued, "With these herbs and 30 million soul coins, I can refine a potion for you. It has no side effects and can allow your strength to break through continuously in a short period of time and reach a new level."

When Hu Liena heard this, a fiery light flashed in her eyes and her breathing became faster.

She whispered to Xie Yue, "Continuous breakthroughs? If that's the case, our chances of winning in the elite competition against geniuses like He Zhiyun from the Tiandou Royal Academy, Yu Chen from the Xingluo Empire, and the descendants of the Dark Armored Dragon family will greatly increase!"

Xie Yue did not respond immediately. He lowered his head and stared at the list of medicinal materials, his eyes gradually becoming heavy.

Thirty million soul coins, although this number is not an astronomical figure for the Spirit Hall, it is by no means a small amount.

He raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Your medicine is indeed tempting, but thirty million soul coins...isn't the price too high?"

The mysterious man chuckled, his tone teasing, "High? Young Master Xieyue, do you know the value of this potion? If Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect of the Heaven Dou Empire knew I had this potion, I'm afraid he would not hesitate to pay 50 million soul coins for it.

Great families are never stingy in cultivating geniuses, and besides, I prioritize cooperation with your Spirit Hall because of my relationship with the Pope."

Xie Yue's expression changed slightly, Ning Fengzhi's name made his heart tremble.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is financially strong. If the mysterious person really goes to find Ning Fengzhi, the Spirit Hall may miss a great opportunity to improve its strength.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I understand the high cost of refining medicine, but 30 million soul coins is not a number I can decide immediately. I need to consult the Pope."

"Please give me permission?"

The mysterious man spoke with a hint of disdain, "Young Master Xie Yue, the Spirit Hall's golden generation, are so indecisive? Opportunities are fleeting. If you miss this potion and get crushed by geniuses from other academies in the elite competition, don't regret it."

These words pierced Xie Yue's heart like a needle. His hand holding the list of medicinal materials tightened slightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Hu Liena whispered, "Brother, this opportunity is rare. If this potion can really help us break through, it will be a huge boost to the reputation of the Spirit Hall."

Xie Yue took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, within three days, I will prepare all the herbs and soul coins.

I hope your medicine is as miraculous as you say."

The mysterious man nodded, with a hint of satisfaction in his tone: “A wise choice.

I will go see Ning Fengzhi tomorrow. If you are slow, don't blame me for selling the potion to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

After saying this, his figure flashed, and the space around him seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Silence returned to the courtyard. Hu Liena looked at Xie Yue, her brows furrowed. "Brother, who is this mysterious man? I feel like he's playing tricks. Is 30 million soul coins really worth it?"

Xie Yue rubbed his brows and said in a deep voice: "Nana, this person's aura is unfathomable. He can refine a breakthrough potion without side effects. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

Moreover, he mentioned his friendship with the Pope, which shows that his identity is not simple.

This is an opportunity we cannot miss.”

Hu Liena sighed, "But where are we going to get 30 million soul coins? The Spirit Hall may have ample funds, but the Pope may not approve of such a large expenditure."

Xie Yue waved his hand and said firmly, "Go back and practice first. I'll figure out a way to deal with this matter."

Hu Liena nodded, still with some worry in her eyes, and turned away.

When her figure disappeared outside the courtyard, there was a fluctuation in the air, and a black shadow emerged silently. It was Ghost Douluo.

His voice was low and solemn: "Young Master, that mysterious person is extremely powerful, at least at the level of a Titled Douluo.

He used Space Tear when he left, and I tried to detect his presence, but found nothing."

Xie Yue's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Even you can't find it? It seems that this person has a big background.

Ghost Elder, I need you to help me do something, but the Pope must not know about this."

Ghost Douluo was slightly startled, then nodded: "Young Master, don't worry. If the potion is really as he said, I will do my best to help."

At the same time, in a dense forest outside Wuhun City, Lu Yu sat cross-legged under an ancient tree. The space around him was slightly distorted, isolating himself from all outside detection.

He chuckled softly and said to the air in front of him, "Old Qi, thank you so much this time. You helped me hide my aura and opened the space rift. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for me to slip away from Ghost Douluo's nose."

An old voice rang out in the air, with a hint of joking: "Boy, you're asking for a lot this time, 30 million soul coins. Tsk tsk, I'm afraid the Spirit Hall will feel the pain.

Are you so short of money?"

Lu Yu raised the corner of his mouth, and a sly look flashed in his eyes: "Lack of money is secondary, the main reason is that I want to trick the Spirit Hall.

These 30 million soul coins are enough for me to make a good upgrade.

Next, I have to prepare the potion and not let them see the flaw."

As the night deepened, in a secret alchemy room in Wuhun City, candlelight flickered and the aroma of medicine filled the air.

Wang Sheng stood in front of the medicine furnace with sweat all over his forehead. He kept putting the herbs in his hand into the furnace. The blazing fire made his face red.

He turned to look at Lu Yu standing beside him, grinning, "Brother Yu, I spent a lot of effort to refine these ten bottles of potion! After talking with Oscar, I have a new idea. This potion can help soul masters break through, but the side effects are a bit serious. You have to help me refine the purity."

Lu Yu nodded, took the ten bottles of glowing potions, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

He sat down cross-legged, his soul power flowing between his hands. The liquid in the potion bottle slowly rose under the wrapping of the soul power, emitting a strange fluctuation.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, his soul power seeping into the potion like a thread, removing impurities and refining its purity.

Time passed minute by minute, and the alchemy room was so quiet that only the crackling of the fire could be heard.

After a long time, Lu Yu opened his eyes and found only four bottles of potion in his hand, three of which were glowing with light blue light, and the other one was emitting a rich purple halo.

He picked up the purple potion, a glint of surprise in his eyes. "Three bottles of medium-sized soul power recovery potion can restore 60% of the soul power of soul masters below the Soul Emperor level. And this bottle of special soul power potion can actually restore 100% of the soul power consumption without any side effects! Wang Sheng, your craftsmanship is quite good!"

Wang Sheng scratched his head and chuckled, "Thanks to Oscar's advice, but Brother Yu, your refining technique is the key! This special potion, if consumed by anyone below the level of Soul Emperor, will definitely shock those guys in the Spirit Hall!"

Lu Yu put away the potion and thought to himself, "30 million soul coins for these four bottles of potion, the Spirit Hall is going to have to spend a lot of money this time."

The next morning, the streets of Wuhun City were bustling with people and shops lined up.

Lu Yu took Zhu Zhuqing for a stroll on the bustling streets. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were left in the inn by him to play with their mobile phones, having a lot of fun.

Zhu Zhuqing wore a lavender long dress and had a cool temperament, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

She whispered, "Lu Yu, why did you run out mysteriously yesterday? What did you do?"

Lu Yu smiled, with a sly look in his eyes: “It’s just a small business, you’ll know later.

Let's go to the teahouse and relax."

The two walked into an elegantly decorated teahouse and found a seat by the window.

The aroma of tea wafted in the air. Lu Yu picked up the teacup, but his eyes were attracted by the conversation at the next table.

A middle-aged man lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard? Yesterday, the Spirit Hall's Young Master Xie Yue met with a mysterious person. It seems they discussed some big deal involving 30 million soul coins!"

Another young man asked in surprise, "Thirty million soul coins? What is the Spirit Hall planning to do? Buying a divine weapon or asking a Titled Douluo for help?"

Hearing this, Lu Yu's mouth corners slightly raised and a smile of success flashed in his eyes.

He whispered to Zhu Zhuqing, "Zhuqing, Wuhun City is going to be bustling these days."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him, her tone filled with a hint of resentment: "What are you up to? Tell the truth!"

Lu Yu laughed heartily, picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes twinkling: "Don't worry, you'll soon know that this scene is exciting!"

The night was as dark as ink, covering Tiandou City. The hustle and bustle on the streets gradually died down, leaving only a few dim soul lamps swaying in the wind.

In the private room on the second floor of the inn, Lu Yu and Zhu Zhuqing sat opposite each other. On the table were several plates of exquisite snacks and a pot of tea. The lingering aroma of tea could not conceal the solemn atmosphere between the two.

"Lu Yu, have you heard? Those seven aristocratic families outside the city were completely wiped out. Not even a hair was left at the scene!"

Zhu Zhuqing picked up the teacup, her brows slightly furrowed, and her tone was filled with shock. "The Liu family lost nearly ten million soul coins. How brave do they have to be to do such a thing under the noses of Emperor Xue Ye and several princes?"

Lu Yu tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking.

He took a sip of tea and said calmly, "A desperado.

If you dare to do this, you are probably risking your life."

His tone was calm, but a meaningful light flashed in his eyes, and a name emerged in his mind - Xie Yue.

Zhu Zhuqing put down her teacup, raised her eyebrows, and sneered, "Looking for death! Emperor Xue Ye is furious. I heard that even several princes have personally stepped in to investigate. If the murderer is caught, he will probably be crushed to ashes."

Lu Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and murmured: "This murderer...has helped me a lot."

He secretly calculated in his heart that if it was really Xie Yue who did it, then this windfall came at the right time. Fifty million soul coins were enough for him to take his strength to the next level.

"Help you a lot?"

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned and stared at him suspiciously, "What do you mean by that?"

Lu Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Nothing, just a casual remark.

By the way, Zhuqing, how are you preparing for tomorrow's competition?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk more, Zhu Zhuqing didn't ask any more questions. She snorted, "Preparation? Humph, those guys better pray they don't run into me tomorrow, otherwise I'll make you despair!"

A fighting spirit ignited in her eyes, and she exerted a little force on the fingers holding the teacup, and a tiny crack appeared on the rim of the cup.

Lu Yu chuckled, stood up and patted her shoulder: "Then we'll wait and see.

I have something else to do and need to go out tonight, so you should go to bed early."

"Going out again?"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned, her tone filled with worry, "Lu Yu, you've been so secretive lately, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, it's a piece of cake."

Lu Yu winked at her, turned around, pushed the door open and walked out, his back quickly disappearing into the night.

The night was deep, and in a secret manor on the outskirts of Tiandou City, the lights were bright, but there was a cold and murderous atmosphere.

Lu Yu, wearing a black cloak, his face hidden in the shadows, walked slowly into the main hall of the manor.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he noticed several powerful auras surrounding him, and the fluctuations of soul power were looming. It was obvious that someone was watching him in secret.

"Humph, Xie Yue is quite cautious."

Lu Yu sneered in his heart, but remained calm on the surface and walked straight into the room.

In the center of the room, Xie Yue was wearing a dark golden robe and looked extraordinary. Behind him stood Hu Liena and an old man in red.

The old man's eyes were sinister, like a poisonous snake, staring at Lu Yu with eyes full of scrutiny and hostility. It was Salas, the red-robed leader of the Spirit Hall.

"Lu Yu, you are indeed on time."

Xie Yue stood up, a somewhat flattering smile on his face, but his tone was tentative, "Have you made any progress on the task I asked you to do this time?"

Lu Yu glanced around the room, his gaze lingering on Salas for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

He slowly took off his cloak, revealing his handsome yet somewhat cold face. He said calmly, "Xie Yue, you're making quite a fuss, bringing so many people with you. Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

Xie Yue laughed dryly twice and waved his hands, saying, "No, no, Brother Lu misunderstood.

This is the leader of the Saras, an elder of the Spirit Hall. As for the others... they are just my followers protecting me."

"Follower?"

Lu Yu snorted coldly and suddenly released a terrifying soul power fluctuation, which swept through the entire room like a hurricane.

The air seemed to freeze, and the candle on the table flickered violently, almost going out.

Sarath was the first to be hit. His face turned pale instantly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was actually unable to breathe due to the pressure.

"Brother Lu, calm down!"

Xie Yue's heart trembled, and he hurried forward, his tone filled with panic, "We have absolutely no ill intentions, we just... we just want to ensure that the transaction goes smoothly!"

Hu Liena stood aside, her pretty face changed slightly, and a hint of shock flashed in her eyes.

She whispered, "Xie Yue, this guy...how strong is he?"

Lu Yu slowly restrained his breath, and the oppressive feeling in the room instantly dissipated.

He glanced at Sarath and sneered, "Cult Leader Sarath? Humph, a lackey of the Spirit Hall. His eyes are quite vicious, but unfortunately, his strength is a little lacking."

Saras suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth, "Your Excellency is so powerful! I wonder if you and the Pope..."

"pope?"

Lu Yu interrupted him, jokingly saying, "Bibi Dong? Who the hell is she? Is she worthy of my knowing her?"