Just as Zuo Mo was having a headache, Pu Yao finally couldn't resist speaking.
Did he lose his mind?
In front of such a genius who could leave his mark in the history of the Demon Realm, what right did they have to be arrogant?
Desolate Beast Chessboard!
Just as she was about to give it a try, a cold voice sounded behind her.
Some of the guys who had doubts about the prison-breaking battle, upon seeing the unrecognizable First Prison, all their doubts immediately vanished. They opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the boundless chessboard that was beyond their imagination.
Just now, Pu Yao had quickly introduced Golden Souls to Zuo Mo. The Golden Soul was born from the Golden Tree and was extremely rare. Pu Yao had thought that the Golden Tree was extinct. The Golden Soul could quickly strengthen the Divine Sense and expand the Sea of Consciousness. Its most precious aspect was that it could strengthen the Divine Soul and make it more pure and refined.
Not only was the Leng family unable to do so, but the Bai family was also unable to do so. When he saw Bai Rou Lian's ashen face, Leng Yue, who was originally extremely depressed, felt much better in his heart.
He looked suspiciously at Nan Yue and pointed at the three people. "What's going on?"
Woosh, the gazes of the other three landed on Zuo Mo. Even though they had seen Zuo Mo's figure in the recording yao art, at such a close distance, they were still shocked by Zuo Mo's youth.
Cang Ze became alert. "Daren, our clan is willing to give Daren eight million each year. Our clan does not have the Mind Residence, but our clan is willing to provide Daren with three Golden Souls each year."
Bai Rou Lian's expression instantly became terrible. She was not shocked because of the tribute amount of eight million that Cang Ze suggested. What she was shocked at was the Golden Soul!
There was no one around. Zuo Mo sat down and then said to the two, "Sit."
The strange colored squares under their feet reminded them that this was a strange place.
Thus, he told her his problem.
Leng Yue's reaction was extremely swift. As soon as he saw the expression on Nan Yue's face, he understood that Nan Yue's background was surely extremely ordinary, and he couldn't help but feel delighted in his heart. Yesterday, he had sent a message to the clan, which had attracted great attention from the clan. They had mobilized all their forces to investigate the origins of this mysterious prison-breaking demon.
Things had come to an end. Leng Yue had nothing to do with it. He was not qualified to do anything else. But his luck was really good, coincidentally encountering Nan Yue the moment he entered the Wasteland Beast Chessboard.
Surprisingly, the three of them bowed respectfully in unison. The respect on their faces was not courtesy, but from the bottom of their hearts. They had good family backgrounds and received the best training. Their strength far surpassed their peers, but all of this could not be compared to the man in front of them who had the same age as them.
He then pointed at Cang Ze and said, "Speak."
Cang Ze respectfully sat down. Nan Yue sat next to Zuo Mo.
"Junior Bai Roulian, on behalf of the Bai Family, congratulates you on your success in breaking the prison." Bai Roulian was the first to speak. Her tone was respectful, and her voice was sweet. It was very comfortable to listen to. "Bai Family has specially prepared some gifts for Senior. It's just a token of our respect. Please accept them."
What a generous gesture! Nan Yue was stunned.
"Alright." Zuo Mo said to Cang Ze, "Come with me, Nan Yue, come as well."
What Zuo Mo cared about was another problem. The only place he could communicate with them was on the Wasteland Beast Chessboard. Not to mention that he was currently trapped in the Ancient Battlefield, even if he left the Ancient Battlefield, he would not be able to go to the Demon Realm.
Even though Zuo Mo had remade the Wasteland Beast Chessboard, this was still the first prison.
Even though he did not know what the Golden Soul was, but his instincts told Zuo Mo that it was definitely something very rare and good.
"Sir, are you Student Nan Yue?"
"Haha! Everyone, such a coincidence! " A brawny male about three zhang tall came out of nowhere and politely bowed to Nan Yue. "Miss Nan Yue, greetings. An is called Cang Ze."
"Golden Soul!" Pu Yao's voice trembled slightly. "I'll take it!"
Leng Yue and Bai Roulian's expressions were not very good, but as disciples of prestigious families, they still had some subtlety. Even though they were wary inside, they quickly recovered their smiles and spoke as though they were good friends.
Nan Yue shook off her shock. She released a long breath. She was filled with curiosity. What was unique about Daren's Wasteland Beast Chessboard?
Light occasionally flashed. Every yao that entered the Wasteland Beast Chessboard had faces filled with shock. There was nothing in front of them, as though they were situated on a vast plain. The yao in the distance were just little black dots in their eyes.
"En?" Zuo Mo stilled. These three people that he did not know called him Daren?
Leng Yue obediently said, "Daren, we cannot give a higher price than Brother Cang Ze."
When Zuo Mo heard this, he generally understood what was going on. He waved his hand and interrupted the two. "All right, speak. What is it, one by one." Finishing, he pointed at Bai Roulian. "You speak first."
Huff huff huff … …
It was a pity that he was not the only one with good luck, and it was not just the Leng Clan that had the power to investigate Nan Yue.
Zuo Mo detected Nan Yue's position and ran over. In name, Nan Yue was his follower and basically counted as one of his own. Zuo Mo always took good care of his own people. Also, from the time they had spent together, Zuo Mo felt that Nan Yue's personality was not bad in all areas. She was hardworking and worthy of being nurtured.
When Nan Yue saw Zuo Mo, it was as though she had seen her savior. "Daren!"
Even Leng Yue who had assumed that Zuo Mo came from an unknown little family immediately overturned his speculation.
"Are you Miss Nan Yue?" A female dressed in white and spotless appeared at the side. She politely bowed to Nan Yue. "This one is Bai Roulian."
Golden Soul was a treasure that could only be encountered and not sought. For Pu Yao whose soul was heavily injured, Golden Soul was a panacea that he urgently needed!
Cang Ze was silent for a long time. Zuo Mo cursed inside.
However, there was no problem on his side right now, but he was not sure if Cang Ze would accept his conditions. The other would not easily give something as good as Golden Soul to someone else.
Bai Roulian's face disappeared with a black face. Leng Yue did not have any interest in strolling through the Wasteland Beast Chessboard and returned to report this matter.
For Leng Yue who was unusually alert, how could he miss such a good opportunity?
As expected, when he heard that Zuo Mo could not move to the Grey Clan's residence, Cang Ze's expression was not very good. In reality, the price that Cang Ze gave was the highest price.
Zuo Mo did not respond. He nodded at Cang Ze and then turned his gaze to Leng Yue.
Monsters cultivated their divine sense, and the strength of their divine sense determined their strength. But the strength of the consciousness did not mean that the consciousness would become pure and refined. A pure consciousness would be more stable, and the sea of consciousness would be more secure. An impure consciousness would become a hidden danger. The deeper one cultivated it, the more dangerous it would be.
Leng Yue's face was ashen. The last thread of hope in his heart was destroyed. Even if he had the authorization from the clan, he believed that the clan would not be able to give a higher price than this.
"Cang Ze Clan … …"
Zuo Mo was overjoyed. Haha, so much jingshi! Oh, no, the yao world did not use jingshi. But Zuo Mo understood that this definitely was not a low price. He could tell from Nan Yue's expression.
Just at this time, a heavenly voice sounded next to Nan Yue's ear. "Nan Yue."
Damn it, if such a great benefit flew away, it would be too late to even cry!
This result was not out of Zuo Mo's expectations. Something that even Pu Yao's expression changed, it definitely was something good. He guessed that Leng Yue would not be able to give a higher price, but out of insurance, he still asked.
However, Zuo Mo was an experienced person. He had a naturally sharp intuition for bargaining. Adding on his rich battle experience, these three little brats were like three plump and sweet lambs in front of him.
"West Mountain Leng Clan?" Nan Yue was slightly puzzled. The Wisteria Clan of the South Sky had a glorious past, but it had declined for a long time. Nan Yue, who had been struggling to survive for a long time, why would she care about those prestigious families?
Bai Rou Lian was smug inside, but she did not dare to forget herself. She said respectfully, "The Bai Family requests that Daren come to the Peace River Yao Art House. The entire house awaits! The Bai Family is willing to pay Daren six million every year, and gift Daren a Mind Residence. The Bai Family will pay for all of Daren's expenses. Daren can cultivate all of the yao arts of the Peace River Yao Art House. "
The Golden Soul was like the Water Breath Bead. It could be taken into the Ten Finger Prison. This was what Zuo Mo valued the most.
"Leng Family … …"
The rumor was that the Grey Clan possessed a Golden Tree. It seemed that it was true!
Nan Yue was not stupid. Seeing this posture, she understood and couldn't help but grimace inside.
So when he heard the words Golden Soul, he instantly could not suppress himself.
Cang Ze was overjoyed and hurriedly followed.
As the leader of a force with many experts under his command, he naturally had a presence. When he became serious, his tone was unquestionable and caused the three's hearts to shake. The three were all smart people. In a short sentence, the three were able to hear a lot of information.
Nan Yue couldn't help but repeat in a light voice. The different-colored cubes under her feet stretched to the horizon and could not be seen to the end.
"Daren!"
Nan Yue's mouth was wide. Heavens, six million a year! Even if she graduated from the Purple Lotus Yao Art House and found a job, her monthly income definitely would not surpass one thousand. Yet even more expensive was that Mind Spirit Residence. Compared to the Clear Spirit Residence that the House Head had given her this morning, the Mind Spirit Residence was even more expensive. The price of a Mind Spirit Residence on the market was at least ten million.
Even though the origins of the Prison Breaker were still a mystery, but they still found some clues, like Nan Yue.
The sound of knives being sharpened rose and fell in Zuo Mo's mind. However, on the surface, his expression was noncommittal as though he was a person who did not care for fame and fortune.
Nan Yue turned her head and saw a thin and handsome youth standing with a smile. He bowed slightly. "This one is Leng Yue, from the Western Mountain Leng Clan."
Leng Yue and Cang Ze were depressed. This hussy had gotten ahead of them. They instantly felt as though they had eaten a fly and felt unspeakably uncomfortable. However, the two's reactions were not slow and they hurriedly spoke.
"Daren, I am not very clear." Nan Yue's expression was pitiful.
Zuo Mo turned his face. "Who can tell me what happened?"
In other words, what Zuo Mo was displaying right now was astounding potential and not great power. No matter how astounding potential was, before it turned into power, it was just potential. It was filled with uncertainty and danger.
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