The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 251 - 250: Matters of the Ghost Tomb

Chapter 251: Chapter 250: Matters of the Ghost Tomb

This Smoke Mist Holy Liquid is scarcely produced, with only one bottle every nearly ten years.

Unexpectedly, Smoke Mist Mountain actually offered fifty bottles all at once—that is at least five hundred years’ worth of production!

It must be said, Smoke Mist Mountain really put in a tremendous effort this time by offering fifty bottles.

When Jiang Jing and the other two heard this, their faces flushed with excitement, almost ready to agree on the spot.

But in the end, they didn’t say anything and instead turned their gazes towards Ye Xuan.

What somewhat shocked them was that Ye Xuan still maintained a calm expression, even furrowing his brow.

A feeling of apprehension flashed through the hearts of Jiang Jing and the others.

Could it be that Ye Xuan was actually finding it lacking?!

This was fifty bottles of Smoke Mist Holy Liquid. If put up for auction, it would undoubtedly cause a huge sensation.

Smoke Mist Mountain only auctions it once every three years, and only one bottle at a time, which drives the price of the Smoke Mist Holy Liquid incredibly high.

Many forces were struggling to acquire it at great cost.

Yet now, Smoke Mist Mountain had taken out fifty bottles, and Ye Xuan was still not satisfied?

"How does your sect view this?" the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain asked with a smile, looking towards Ye Xuan and speaking softly.

When the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain spoke, her voice, though not enchanting, carried a different kind of allure—giving one the feeling of being lost in fog, which was quite wonderful.

Ye Xuan glanced at the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain and nonchalantly said, "Fifty bottles are too few. Two hundred bottles."

"As expected!" Jiang Jing and the others, upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, all experienced a quickening of their heartbeats.

They knew Ye Xuan would not agree so easily and indeed he had upped the demand!

However, two hundred bottles of Smoke Mist Holy Liquid was also a huge sum for Smoke Mist Mountain.

It has already been mentioned that only Smoke Mist Mountain possesses the Smoke Mist Holy Liquid.

The formation of the Smoke Mist Holy Liquid required time to accumulate.

Two hundred bottles would almost take two thousand years to produce.

Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave and Saint Master of Sacred Land of Spirits, upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, were secretly relieved.

Thankfully, Ye Xuan had only asked them for a hundred artifact refining disciples and a hundred spirit array master disciples, respectively; otherwise, they would also have had to bleed heavily.

When it came to Smoke Mist Mountain’s turn, their luck was not as good.

The Smoke Mist Holy Liquid, being such a sacred item, was well known to them because they often dealt with Smoke Mist Mountain; the value of two hundred bottles was immeasurable.

The facial expression of the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain became somewhat stiff, as she wanted to say something else.

Ye Xuan indifferently said, "This is not up for discussion."

Upon hearing this, the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain shuddered, bit her silver teeth, and finally nodded, saying, "We shall do as you say."

Indeed, she had also anticipated that Emperor Immortal Sect would push further, but her highest estimate was a hundred—not that Ye Xuan would ask for two hundred bottles.

This was actually foreseeable; it was just that because Xuanmo Cave and Sacred Land of Spirits had only added a hundred people, while Smoke Mist Mountain had added an additional hundred and fifty bottles of Smoke Mist Holy Liquid, there was a bit of imbalance in her heart.

But as Ye Xuan said, they were indeed the guilty party, coming to bow their heads. If they couldn’t show the proper attitude, it likely wouldn’t end well today.

The Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain was very aware that this was the first time at Wansheng Mountain Arena, and the second time was at Golden Pond.

There won’t be a third time.

Since Ye Xuan didn’t bring up these matters, she was also aware of it.

"She actually agreed..."

At this moment, Jiang Jing and the others were all dumbfounded.

Ye Xuan’s demand of two hundred bottles had even seemed excessive to them, but they didn’t expect the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain to agree so readily.

"It seems we’ve underestimated the level of reverence the three major forces have for Emperor Immortal Sect now."

The three exchanged glances, each discerning the thoughts in the others’ minds.

Ye Xuan yawned, his speech somewhat indistinct, "If there’s nothing else, then let’s leave it at that. Remember to deliver them within three days; I’ll be needing them then."

As Ye Xuan was about to get up to leave,

"Hold on, young friend Ye," the Saint Master of Sacred Land of Spirits hastily said.

Ye Xuan looked towards the Saint Master of Sacred Land of Spirits and calmly asked, "Is there something else?"

The Saint Master of Sacred Land of Spirits looked at the Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave and the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain, sitting up straight and solemnly said, "Frankly, the three of us have come here to discuss another matter."

"It’s about the Southern Ghost Tomb."

The expressions of the three turned solemn.

"The Southern Ghost Tomb?" Jiang Jing and the others heard this and felt a slight chill.

"I had heard before that your sect had already obtained the slot to go to the Southern Ghost Tomb, right?" the Saint Master of the Sacred Land said.

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, "Let’s get straight to the point."

Seeing this, the Saint Master of the Sacred Land pondered for a moment and did not beat around the bush anymore. He said directly, "My three major forces also have the slots to go to the Southern Ghost Tomb. Including your sect, there are four slots in the Tianqing Mountain Range area."

"But in fact, the Tianqing Mountain Range area, in the entire Southern Domain, belongs to the weaker forces. Each time the Southern Ghost Tomb is opened, it can almost be said that our area barely gains anything."

While saying this, a bitter smile could clearly be seen hanging at the corner of the Saint Master’s mouth.

The Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave and the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain also had their eyes lowered, seemingly in a bad mood.

"Does that mean, when people from our Tianqing Mountain Range go to the Southern Ghost Tomb, they will also be oppressed?" Jiang Jing’s face changed slightly.

This was something she had not considered before.

The Emperor Immortal Sect had never reached that level and had never gone to the Southern Ghost Tomb before.

Therefore, she was unaware of these matters.

"You mean to say you want to join forces with our sect, and then advance or retreat together in the Southern Ghost Tomb?" Ye Xuan looked at the Saint Master of the Sacred Land with a smirk.

"Honestly, that’s exactly what we intend," the Saint Master of the Sacred Land, seeing his thoughts revealed, wasn’t embarrassed but admitted openly.

After all, they came here, apart from making amends, for this very issue.

"It seems that only the younger generation can enter the Southern Ghost Tomb," Ye Xuan stroked his chin, pondering, "In terms of the younger generation, your three sects are much stronger than our sect."

"Brother Ye jokes, but with you and Zhou Youwei in your sect, it’s impossible to be weak," the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain said softly with a smile.

The Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave also looked at Ye Xuan, his eyes bright, as if Divine Light was bursting forth.

They naturally valued Ye Xuan and Zhou Youwei; otherwise, they would not have come here to seek alliance with the Emperor Immortal Sect.

After all, the strength of their younger generation is much stronger than the overall strength of the Emperor Immortal Sect.

But with Ye Xuan and Zhou Youwei, it’s a different story.

It’s uncertain whether their sects’ disciples could even defeat them.

"What’s the benefit for us?" Ye Xuan asked naturally.

"Uh..." Hearing this, the three major forces’ Sect Masters were all taken aback.

This Ye Xuan, although young, was actually very clear-headed. Meeting him today really made them view him in a new light.

The Saint Master of the Sacred Land contemplated, "Within the Southern Ghost Tomb, there are many opportunities, but also great dangers. Since our four sects are joining forces, when the time comes to distribute the treasures, your sect will take thirty percent, and the remaining seventy percent will be divided among our three sects. How does that sound?"

The Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave and the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain also looked at Ye Xuan, filled with anticipation.

They had already shown ample sincerity.

Jiang Jing and the others were also overjoyed.

Thirty percent for the Emperor Immortal Sect!

This was definitely considered a major share!

"Seventy-thirty," Ye Xuan said calmly.

"Yes, seventy-thirty," the Saint Master of the Sacred Land nodded.

Ye Xuan shook his head slightly, "I meant seventy for our sect, thirty for you three."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Emperor Great Hall fell into silence.

The expressions of the Saint Master of the Sacred Land, the Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave, and the Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain changed, turning ugly.

"Are you joking, young friend?" the Saint Master of the Sacred Land squinted and said.

At this moment, a surge of anger grew in his heart.

This Ye Xuan was really too presumptuous.

They had already made such a large concession, yet Ye Xuan’s greed was insatiable, infuriating him indeed!

Not just the people from the three major cultivation sacred lands, even Jiang Jing and the others were a bit stunned.

Ye Xuan must have misspoke, right?

Seventy percent for the Emperor Immortal Sect, thirty percent for the three major forces?

"Giving you thirty percent is already the greatest leniency," Ye Xuan said softly, rubbing his nose.

Bang!

At this moment, the Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave’s aura became somewhat uncontrollable, as he glared at Ye Xuan and said sternly, "We three sects came with good intentions to seek an alliance with your sect, is this your attitude?"

"Dao friend!" the Saint Master of the Sacred Land exclaimed softly.

The Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave then restrained his aura, but his expression was still ugly.

The Mountain Master of Smoke Mist Mountain also remained silent, looking displeased.