Chapter 358 See you on the battlefield on the 15th of next month.
Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Yu Xunge quickly added, "I admire and respect you, but unfortunately I am not Yuehu, and I cannot follow you!"
Mistblade sneered: "Hypocrisy! If you truly admired and revered me, why would you put the potion I gave you up for auction?"
Hufflepuff looked at Yu Xunge with the eyes of someone looking at a warrior, and noticed that the latter's expression still had a hint of confusion. She whispered a reminder: "Potions made by the Moon Emperor of Mist Blade can either be ordered at a high price with a long queue, or they will only appear at high-end auctions."
Yu Xunge realized, and so did Tu Lan: "You listed your limited edition LV item on Xianyu!"
Yu Xunge immediately took out 10ml of dragon blood and handed it to Mist Blade Moon Emperor: "I was terrified at the time. I saw the Moon Fox Clan's research on fragrance in the library. I was worried that you would track me down, so I reluctantly disposed of it quickly. Please forgive my rudeness."
Dragon blood… Mist Blade’s eyes lit up. She hadn’t been able to buy dragon blood for a long time since Li Zhou left Song Gui.
Currently in Zelan, the easiest way to obtain dragon blood is probably through that little dragon of the dragon race. Ever since the little dragon descended upon the otherworldly battlefield, all the alchemy masters have been waiting for the little dragon's contractor to sell its dragon blood. The Wind Scythe Clan has been lying in wait on Blue Star for a long time, but unfortunately, there has been no news so far...
She took the dragon blood and nodded in satisfaction: "Since you had a good attitude, I'll let this matter go... How did you manage to steal the World's Tomb from me?"
Yu Xunge blurted out, "There is a skill crystal called [Hidden Hands], which has a 10% chance of stealing an item from the other person."
Fogblade remained silent, it was unclear whether she believed the explanation or realized that Fogblade hadn't directly answered her question.
Seeing that the Moon Emperor of Mist Blade did not pursue the matter, Yu Xunge breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt a chill down her spine. She turned her head and saw Hufflepuff staring at her with a look like that of a wife who had discovered that her husband had given all the family savings to an outsider.
She only obtained 70ml of pure, unadulterated dragon blood when she fought Tulan. Later, she gave 20ml to Hufflepuff, and now she gave Mistblade 10ml. In addition, she used a drop when she transformed into Tulan, so she only has less than 40ml left. She doesn't plan to use that much herself; she'll save it for when she "accidentally" offends someone in the future to save her life...
Yu Xunge silently turned her head away, pretending not to see.
Mistblade carefully collected the dragon blood, then took out a stack of photos and placed them on the table: "I know you are of a different race. Your kinsmen have harmed my subordinates. Go and kill these aliens, and with this dragon blood, I will forgive your disrespect."
Yu Xunge picked up the photos and saw that they were all from the Han family. Ah, the grass on their graves must be several meters high by now. She put the photos away and said, "I swear on my integrity, I guarantee I will kill them all!"
"Then let's talk about you stealing the World Tomb." Mist Blade was quite satisfied with Yu Xunge's attitude. She asked, "Are you planning to give me the Language of Ten Thousand Races?"
Yu Xunge has truly seen something new; you're a robber!
Yu Xunge reached out without hesitation: "Why don't you return the dragon blood to me? I'm willing to atone with my death."
With a flick of her fox tail, Mistblade sent a gust of air swatting away Yu Xunge's hand. She asked, "Have you collected the keys?" This guy must have qualified to enter the battlefield, otherwise he wouldn't have offered to be her translator for the languages of all races.
Yu Xunge: "Yes."
Fogblade's expression was unreadable. After a moment of contemplation, she asked in a deep voice, "Was the one you stole part of the key?"
Yu Xunge carefully observed Wu Ren's expression: "Hmm..."
Fogblade wasn't angry; her gaze was fixed on the air, clearly examining the World Tomb in her game inventory.
Tu Lan: "That expression... it's so similar to when you're playing mahjong and don't know how to play your tiles! The same solemn expression."
Before Yu Xunge could retort, he heard Wu Ren say, "How about I exchange 40,000, 50,000, or 60,000 for your 5, 6, or 7 of Bamboo?"
She did steal the Fogblade Six of Bamboo from the library, but why was it Five, Six, or Seven?
Why was Fogblade so certain that her key was a five, six, or seven of bamboo? And not three sixes, or six, seven, or eight of bamboo?
Yu Xunge and Tu Lan thought of this problem almost at the same time.
Experienced mahjong player Tu Lan immediately said, "She has at least two sixes of bamboo. Didn't you say you also got an eight of bamboo from her? Did she know you stole that eight of bamboo too? If she didn't, she probably has three more eights of bamboo. You took away her meld... This is a blood feud!"
Yu Xunge: "It's also possible they're bluffing me..."
Yu Xunge didn't dwell on what the key actually was, nor did she argue with Mist Blade about it. She directly refused: "I'm very satisfied with the skills of this key now. I'm sorry, sir, I can't change it. Next time we enter the World Battlefield, I can translate for you three times, is that alright?"
Although she didn't know what was going on inside, or even the exact time, she spoke with the confidence of someone who had been there countless times.
Fogblade's killing intent was reignited. This alien seemed cowardly, but in reality, she had never shown any fear of him since she entered. She used jokes to test his temper, and she could tell real lies without hesitation. Moreover, she was trying her best to cooperate with him.
Hufflepuff had already gotten up and pulled Yu Xunge behind her. Unlike when she grabbed Little Machi to give them a warning, at this moment she realized that Mist Blade was going to get serious.
Suddenly, two intricate purple magic runes appeared in Mistblade's eyes. She glanced at Yu Xunge from head to toe through Hedgehog, then looked at the meerkats in her arms. Her anger quickly subsided, and instead of being angry, she smiled, as if she had seen something interesting.
Fogblade laughed, "You might not have the guts to play it three times. If you want me to forgive you for stealing my World Tomb, fine! On the 15th of next month, you have to translate for me. If you decide not to go to the World Battlefield after you come out, you can give me all the World Tombs you have left."
Why was she so sure she would enter the World Battlefield on the 15th of next month? Yu Xunge asked, "What if I continue to go to the World Battlefield after I come out? How many times will I need to translate for you?" There has to be an end to this.
Wu Ren downed the tea in her cup in one gulp, turned the cup upside down, and looked intently at Yu Xunge, saying, "Ten times, how about that?"
Yu Xunge did not feel relieved; on the contrary, her unease grew stronger. It was not only the expression on Wu Ren's face that made her feel uneasy, but also Wu Ren's attitude.
Those who provoke her will suffer greater misfortune, so she is willing to temporarily stand aside and watch the show.
But no matter what, she couldn't back down anymore: "If I agree, will you stop bothering me about the Tomb of the World?"
"yes."
"I agree."
"Alright! Battlefield number 15, looking forward to seeing your true face."
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