Chapter 907 This is the real win-win!
“It makes sense!”
"Give me a hundred more!"
"I!"
"I want it too!"
Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong, Ling Tian, and the most incredible Wu Dao actually asked Yang Fan for a hundred such imperial beast soul capturers.
Gu Zeyan curled his lips and looked at Wu and said, "Aren't you an old guy able to capture the beast soul by yourself? Why are you also interested in this kind of little thing?"
"Of course, professional people need to be invited to do professional things!" Wu Dao shook his head slightly and chuckled, "What's more, I don't need this million. If I spend one million to capture an imperial-level beast soul, why should I waste my mental reserves and spend more energy and mental energy?"
There is one thing Wu Dao didn't say clearly.
That is, without professional skills and means to control beast souls, it is too dangerous to have so many emperor-level beast souls in their own sea of consciousness space, and you may be backfired if you are not careful.
Even if he is so awesome, he is blessed by the will of the Emperor Ling in the sea of consciousness, if he continues to consume this, even the will of the Emperor will be exhausted for a day.
Therefore, if he could easily solve this problem by spending one million, he would naturally have to hesitate. After all, he could not buy the blessing of the emperor's will by spending ten hundred or even one million.
"Don't worry, seniors, there are so many emperor-level beast soul capturers here. I'll take them out for the seniors!"
Yang Fan naturally would not refuse when someone took care of the business, because they were all acquaintances and wanted to give them a discount or a cost price. As soon as Yang Fan spoke, the old men felt as if they had been greatly humiliated.
He looked like he was a person who was short of money. Not only did he not have discounts, but he even gave him a double price, which made Yang Fan unable to help but want to sell them a thousand more.
"All of them are rich people!"
Yang Fan sighed softly in his heart, and even calculating that if there is another similar transaction in the future, should he give these cute old men more discounts?
There is no other meaning, it is just that I just want to give them some more discounts. I am as honest as him and I have never thought about taking advantage.
Brush!
After the transaction was completed, Yang Fan's personal account had another one billion more federal coins, and he felt happy.
He has never been a money-loving person, he just simply likes to watch the numbers on his account continue to grow.
"Boy Yang Fan!"
Wu Dao suddenly smiled and approached Yang Fan, with a charitable and kind face.
"I have also collected some emperor-level beast souls here. I want to ask you to help refine some soul refining pills, but I don't know you..."
Yang Fan's heart thumped.
Just now, he had already heard some clues from the conversation between Wu Dao and Gu Zeyan. Now, looking at Wu Dao's smiling and eager posture, Yang Fan knew that Wu Dao should have collected a lot of imperial-level souls in his hands.
You know, among the demon clan army that came from Qinlian Mountains this time, there were two half-step demon emperors and twenty-three peak demon emperors. In the end, they all died at the hands of the four half-step demon emperors in front of them.
Wu Dao is another half-step spirit emperor. His mental power and spiritual soul power are extremely powerful, and he also has a certain ability to capture beast souls. If nothing unexpected happens, most of the remaining beast souls after they killed the demon emperors should have been collected by Wu Dao.
I just don’t know how many peak emperor-level beast souls Wu Dao has collected, and whether he has the ability to collect the two half-step divine emperor realm beast souls.
"Mude problem!"
Yang Fan took it all in one go, but this is a big business, and he will refuse it only if he is stupid.
Even if there are no beast souls in the half-step divine soul realm, those peak-level demon emperor beast souls cannot be easily touched.
"Whether it is an imperial-level beast soul or a half-step beast soul in the Demon Emperor realm, as long as you can take it out, the younger generation can refine it into pills for you."
Yang Fan said generously: "And everyone is my own. You can also avoid all the commissions and rewards for you. I just earn accumulating experience in alchemy."
As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, before Wu Dao could react, Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong were anxious first.
"That's not OK, Yang Fan, the reason why rules are called rules is because they cannot be broken easily."
Gu Zeyan kept blinking at Yang Fan and said righteously: "I saw you give Tian Zhengyang a discount before, so I wanted to say you. If you do this, you are breaking your own rules."
"If you come to someone, you will give me discounts and waive the commission you deserve at any time. Then, if all the people who come to you are acquaintances, or if everyone else entrusts your acquaintances to come here, don't you give me any commission?"
This kid, you don’t know anything, just here to offer discounts. Do you know how many emperor-level beast souls this old man Wu Dao has?
There are twenty-six, and three of them are beast souls in the half-step Demon King realm.
If you are exempted from the commission, can you lose to death?
"Okay, okay!" Wu Dao couldn't help glaring at Gu Zeyan fiercely, "I'm almost squeezed out my eyes. I really think I can't see it or why?"
"Ancient man, don't think I don't know what you think. Your scrupulous eyes are just shameless! You are too jealous!"
Wu Dao raised his waist, raised his head, and said loudly: "Do I look like the one who likes to take advantage of the younger generation? Even if Yang Fan wants to spare me the reward for this alchemy, I am not happy!"
"Get out, you have to go out!"
Wu Dao was very excited, looked up at Yang Fan and whispered: "My friend Yang Fan, you must smoke. If you don't smoke or don't ask for more rewards, you will look down on me, Old Wu!"
Yang Fan was speechless.
Sure enough, these old men are still as cute as ever.
Of course he has to satisfy such a requirement. He can't help but not give it to his face.
"Come on, let's try one first!"
Seeing Yang Fan nodding, Wu Dao had a direct thought and used his mental power to wrap the origin of the peak demon emperor's soul, pulling it out of his sea of consciousness.
Yang Fan's eyes lit up.
It is indeed the soul of the peak demon emperor beast, and the quality seems to be extremely full, like the best product collected as soon as it is slaughtered.
Yang Fan laughed at Wu Dao and nodded. While Wu Dao took back his mental power and released the origin of the peak demon emperor's soul, he directly detained the soul of him.
Then began to refine souls and form pills on the spot.
"You used the soul detention on the remnant soul of the peak demon emperor fox Zhengyi. The detention was successful. The origin fragment of the soul of the peak demon emperor fox Zhengyi was successfully intercepted. Mental power +2, spiritual will +2, skill proficiency +4."
"You have used soul refining techniques to the soul origin of the peak demon emperor fox Zhengyi. The soul refining is successful. The soul origin of the soul origin of the peak demon emperor fox Zhengyi is intercepted and refined. The peak soul refining golden elixir of the emperor level + 20, the ninth-grade soul refining golden elixir of the emperor level + 25, the peak soul refining golden elixir of the emperor level + 40, the ninth-grade soul refining pill of the emperor level + 35, the mental power + 20, the skill proficiency + 4."
A great harvest!
It is worthy of being the complete source of the peak emperor-level soul. The elixirs refined, regardless of the quantity or grade, are all higher than Yang Fan's expectations.
Very awesome!
Yang Fan grinned and felt very happy.
"It's done!" Yang Fan opened his eyes, looked at Wu Dao with a smile, and said aloud: "I'm lucky to have been unfair to my fate. This peak demon emperor has good quality in his beast soul and is very good at producing pills. Please see, seniors."
As he said that, Yang Fan flipped his hands.
Six emperor-level peak soul refining golden elixirs, and ten emperor-level ninth-grade soul refining golden elixirs, all of which shone dazzling golden light, which directly made everyone present unable to open their eyes.
"Damn!"
"so much?!"
"It's all soul refining golden elixir, it's awesome!"
For a moment, there were sounds of slapping in the secret room, and everyone unconsciously opened their mouths and looked at the sixteen emperor-level soul refining golden elixirs floating in front of Yang Fan.
Six emperor-level peak soul refining golden elixirs, ten emperor-level ninth-grade soul refining golden elixirs, such a high elixir yield rate, such a high-quality emperor-level soul refining golden elixirs, this is no longer simply awesome, is this awesome?
Seeing Wu Dao and the faces of the big guys around him with satisfaction and shock, Yang Fan felt happy. The remaining imperial-level soul refining golden elixir and imperial-level soul refining pill were even more at ease.
"The alchemist is satisfied, and the alchemist is even more satisfied. This is the real win-win situation!"
Yang Fan sighed in his heart that he liked to see the satisfied and happy smiles on the faces of these elixirs, and he especially liked such a win-win situation.
"Since Senior Wu doesn't want discounts, then I'm not polite. This is the peak soul refining golden elixir at the emperor level. I have two left behind in this imperial-level peak soul refining golden elixir at the emperor level. I have three left behind in the imperial-level ninth-grade soul refining golden elixir at the age of his age. Don't be surprised by this."
As he said that, Yang Fan waved his hand in front of Wu Dao and took away the commission he needed. In an instant, only eleven of the sixteen golden elixirs were left.
The smile on Wu Dao's face froze and he couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest.
If possible, he really wanted to raise his hand and slap himself two big mouths now.
Let you be mean and let you be humble!
Now, I have lost two imperial-level peak soul refining golden elixirs and three imperial-level ninth-grade soul refining golden elixirs.
My heart hurts so much, I want to die.
When he thought that he would have twenty-five emperor-level beast souls of the same or even higher level next, and after Yang Fan's commission, he would have to be distributed to Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong, Zhao Xuewen and the others for 20% of the time. Wu Dao felt even more distressed.
This is simply a mistake that will bring eternal regret. If he had been a little thicker and persisted...
I dare not think about it, if I continue thinking about it, I may regret it.
Chapter completed!