The Legend of Su Yuntao of Douluo

Chapter 20 The Broken Clan

Amid the cheers of the audience, Su Yuntao left the field quickly without even claiming the ten gold soul coins he received from the victory in the soul fight.

The major forces in Douluo Continent are obviously much more ruthless than in another time and space. A soul master of Iron Fighting Soul can only receive ten gold soul coins for a victory, and the huge income he brings from fighting is equal to These ten gold soul coins are really out of proportion.

Just as Su Yuntao walked to the entrance of the fighting spirit arena and was about to leave, an old man in rich attire and a group of guards stopped him.

"My little friend, my parents are here to invite you."

Su Yuntao said calmly: "I'm sorry, I have something urgent. I will visit your family another day."

The old man in fine clothes showed an unhappy expression on his face. Apparently Su Yuntao's words were too perfunctory.

"My little friend, you don't even know the names of my adults, so how can you talk about visiting me another day?"

Su Yuntao said calmly: "I'm sorry, I do have something to do. It's really inconvenient to meet with your family tonight."

The old man in rich clothes sneered: "My dear friend, my lord has a royal background. I would like to advise you to go together with me."

Su Yuntao's face was expressionless and indifferent, "Sir, I have already said that I have something to do tonight."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yuntao strode forward and wanted to leave, but the guard blocked Su Yuntao's way with a war gun in hand.

"Oh?" Su Yuntao sneered: "Your Excellency, are you planning to use force?"

The old man in Chinese clothes said in a deep voice: "Little friend, you'd better go with me."

The corners of Su Yuntao's mouth raised slightly, and he said disdainfully: "What if I don't?"

At this time, the old man in gorgeous clothes looked troubled. The young man in front of him was already a strong soul king at a young age, and he was definitely one of the most powerful soul kings in the world.

Whether it's the blue-gold mask on his face, or the tone and demeanor of the statement, they all show the four words - there is someone behind!
Looking at the young and powerful man in front of him who wore the blue and gold mask collected by the elders of Wuhun Palace and had a calm expression, the old man in gorgeous clothes did not dare to stop him in the end.

There is a saying that goes well, the richer people are, the more they like to keep a low profile. Even though you don’t have money, you can still keep a low profile until you become as low-key as a rich person.

The same goes for Su Yuntao at this time. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have any background. As long as he does his job, everything else can be done by the other party's brain.

After walking out of the spirit fighting arena, Su Yuntao returned to the hotel where he was staying and slept for a comfortable night in the luxurious prince suite.

Early the next morning, an energetic Su Yuntao arrived at the location of the Po Clan in Xingluo City.

Tiandou City and Star Luo City, the two capitals of the two great empires, are the best places to choose sects for the four single-attribute clans. As the capitals of the two great empires, the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire are the absolute best places for these two cities. For those in control, even the Wuhun Palace is not allowed to act arrogantly here.

"Su Yuntao, please tell me that I would like to meet your clan leader Yang Wudi." Su Yuntao said slowly. Along with his words, there were five soul rings, two yellow, two purple and one black. .

The two gatekeepers had a look of shock on their faces. The man in blue and gold mask in front of them, who looked to be no more than 20 years old, turned out to be a Soul King!
"Your Excellency, please wait a moment, we will report it immediately."

In the Po Zhi Clan's alchemy, an old man with a slender figure, sinister eyes, and a few scars on his face cursed angrily: "No, I don't know that Su Yuntao, let him go!"

"Clan leader, but the young man named Su Yuntao looks like he is already the Soul King in his 20s. Clan leader, you'd better meet him."

"No!" Yang Wudi angrily scolded: "Don't say he is the Soul King. Even if the Titled Douluo comes, I will not see you. How many times have I told you, don't disturb me when I am refining medicine! Don't disturb! Don't disturb me. ! If you dare to disturb me from refining medicine again, I will test the medicine on you tonight!"

"Yes, yes! Clan leader!" the gatekeeper said hurriedly.

He naturally knew the character of his clan leader, but the visit of a young soul king who looked to be no more than 20 years old was really important. But what he didn't expect was that Yang Wuyi was so obsessed with refining medicine. deep.

"Go quickly and tell him to get out! Remember! Even if the sky falls or the ground cracks, don't disturb me from refining the medicine! I, Yang Wudi! Even if I die, I must practice this medicine first!"

After getting the news, Su Yuntao smiled. Apparently he also guessed that Yang Wudi was refining medicine.

"Please help me, both of you..."

Before Su Yuntao finished his sentence, the two gatekeepers quickly waved their hands and said: "Your Excellency, our patriarch is addicted to drugs. Once the process of refining medicine is interrupted, the consequences will be disastrous. Your Excellency, please come back at another time."

Su Yuntao waved his hand and said, "Then, your clan leader won't refine the medicine that day?"

The two gatekeepers looked at each other, looking at each other, as if the patriarch of his family practiced medicine at least 360 and 360 days a year.

Seeing this, Su Yuntao also shook his head and said, "You two, could you please send a message to your clan leaders while they are resting, and just say a few words - Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product."

There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the two gatekeepers, "What do you mean by this?"

Su Yuntao smiled and said: "You two can just bring the original words. I believe your patriarch will meet me, and I don't know when your patriarch will finish refining the medicine. I will play in Xingluo City for a few days first. The time will come again.”

Early the next morning, with a loud noise, the pot of pills that Yang Wudi had spent countless efforts trying to refine finally exploded.

Yang Wudi, who had not slept for several days and nights, looked up to the sky and roared, and then sat down at the dining table to enjoy his meal with a tired look on his face.

"Boys, prepare the medicinal ingredients quickly. I am about to take a rest. Remember when to prepare and when to wake me up. I! Yang Wudi! Even if I die, I will make this furnace of elixirs!"

"Clan leader, that Su Yuntao asked me to bring something to you."

"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, say it quickly. I don't have time to spend with you!"

"Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Grade."

With a bang, the sea bowl in Yang Wudi's hand fell to the ground.

"You you. What did you say?"

"Clan leader, Youxiang Qiluo Immortal." The gatekeeper said with astonishment on his face.

Yang Wudi covered his chest with both hands, his heart pounding really hard.

"Patriarch!"

"Little ones, hurry up! Please invite the distinguished guests in!"

"Clan leader, that Su Yuntao left yesterday."

"What! Let's go!" Yang Wudi roared, "Why didn't you inform me of such an important matter yesterday!"

"Clan leader!" The gatekeeper said in fear, "You said you couldn't disturb me while I was refining the medicine."

"Trash, a bunch of trash!" Yang Wudi said angrily, "Find them all for me! Find them all for me from eighty to eight years old, including those with missing arms and legs!"

(End of this chapter)