An Ultimate Martial Art

C695 Wan Shihuo's three hundred years of resentment!



C695 Wan Shihuo's three hundred years of resentment!

"Heh heh, Master, why are you so angry? If rank 12 heavenly dew are easy to obtain, how would disciple have found you, right? "    

    

Wan Shihuo was very angry, but Su Ye was very calm, as if Wan Shihuo's anger was all within his expectations.    

    

"In that case, do you think I'm a fool?" Wan Shihuo's face darkened, he even had the urge to kick Su Ye.    

    

"Of course not, how can that be? On the contrary, this time, I came to you with the intention of not leaking water to outsiders. " Su Ye said in all seriousness.    

    

Wan Shihuo was immediately angered by Su Ye's words and laughed.    

    

Su Ye came up to him and asked for the twelfth stage heavenly dew, but he actually said that this was a land of people who were different from others. He said that as if Su Ye was looking for him to ask for the twelfth stage heavenly dew or take care of him, giving him a great opportunity.    

    

Wan Shihuo laughed coldly: "Cut the crap, let me tell you, there isn't a single drop of a twelfth stage heavenly dew. "No matter what kind of fat water you have, stop flowing in my field! I don't want anyone's land to flow wherever you like!"    

    

"Really?" Su Ye said with an evil smile.    

    

"Hmph, could it still be fake? When you get to the Nine Heavens Immortal World, ask around and find out when my, Wan Shihuo's, words will go back on your word! "    

    

Wan Shihuo's face was full of disdain.    

    

What a joke, as a great deity, Wan Shihuo was already 70,80,000 years old without being able to live past 100,000. He had eaten more salt than Su Ye.    

    

No matter how high the sky was, Su Ye could forget about taking even the slightest bit of a twelfth stage heavenly dew from him. That thing was not like other low level heavenly dew that could take as much as they liked. If he took more, he would have to bear a lot of responsibility.    

    

Su Ye sighed softly, his face filled with regret. "Since Master has said that, then disciple can only turn around and leave. It's a pity, it's a pity that your disciple is filial, your disciple will give the Paleolithic cycad tree to someone else. "    

    

With that, Su Ye turned and left, his soul revealed his body as it slowly faded away.    

    

Wan Shihuo said with a sneer on his face. He had the look of a brat, who didn't care how much he pretended to be.    

    

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong. Paleolithic cycad tree, what Paleolithic cycad tree, why did it sound so familiar?    

    

Wan Shihuo subconsciously thought back to it and his mind suddenly shook. He remembered where he had heard of Paleolithic cycad tree before.    

    

Ling Shiren had heard it from Ling Shiren's mouth.    

    

They were also one of the guards in the heavenly dew world. Wan Shihuo and Ling Shiren had the same boss, but their relationship was always the opposite. Their grudges and struggles had already persisted for at least twenty thousand years.    

    

For the past twenty thousand years, the two of them had been competing against each other for victory.    

    

However, three hundred years ago, Ling Shiren suddenly asked him for permission to gamble. Forget about the two of them having similar cultivations and strength, even if their statuses matched up Wan Shihuo, he was not the least bit afraid of Ling Shiren. Even if they were inferior to him, it would be impossible for them to reject Ling Shiren's request to gamble, because they were afraid of each other before the battle, so he could not afford to lose that person.    

    

However, he had lost that bet.    

    

Losing wasn't because of one's cultivation, nor was it because of one's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. losing was because of one's weapon.    

    

The Divine Weapon that Ling Shiren had given his life to cultivate for many years was called the Lightning God's Halberd. It was crafted from Profound Dark Thunder Stone.    

    

Wan Shihuo also had a similar Divine Weapon called the Ancient Flame Immortal Blade. In terms of quality, it was not inferior to the Thunder God Halberd at all.    

    

However, in this bet, Ling Shiren's Thunder God Halberd had pushed down Wan Shihuo's Ancient Flame Immortal Blade for three days. After an intense clash, Wan Shihuo's Ancient Flame Immortal Blade was actually smashed apart, and if not for Wan Shihuo admitting defeat decisively, not only would the Ancient Flame Immortal Blade that he had cultivated for many years be shattered, even he would have suffered great humiliation.    

    

Even so, Wan Shihuo still paid a huge price. Not only did he lose the bet, he was mocked by Ling Shiren in front of many people, and he later spent a whole ten years, and a large amount of heaven and earth treasures to repair the Ancient Flame Immortal Blade.    

    

But from then on, he was no longer able to challenge Ling Shiren. This was because he had already found out from the complacent Ling Shiren that Ling Shiren had accidentally obtained a finger sized branch of the Paleolithic cycad tree and found someone to refine it into the Thunder God Halberd, greatly raising the power of the Thunder God Halberd.    

    

If his Ancient Flame Immortal Blade collided with the Thunder God Halberd, there would only be one result, and that was that it would be shattered. Years of painstaking effort had gone down the drain.    

    

Because of this, Wan Shihuo held back.    

    

He had secretly searched for precious heavenly materials in order to improve the quality of the Ancient Flame Immortal Saber, but no matter what, he could not find a material that could compare to the Paleolithic cycad tree.    

    

Currently, this aura had already been suppressed for three hundred years, to the point where Wan Shihuo went from anger to madness, to the point where he was almost numb in the end.    

    

At this time, they heard Su Ye talking about the Paleolithic cycad tree, how could they hold back?    

    

"Stop!" "You brat, stop right there!" Wan Shihuo roared anxiously.    

    

Su Ye's figure that was about to fade calmed down for a moment, and he turned his head around, pretending not to know anything, "Master, do you have any other instructions?"    

    

"Pui!" Stop putting on an act brat and tell me honestly, what did you say just now? "    

    

"Paleolithic cycad tree is a type of equipment forging material."    

    

"Stop playing dumb!" I have lived for many tens of thousands of years, could it be that I do not know that Paleolithic cycad tree is a type of material for training. What I am asking you is, the Paleolithic cycad tree you mentioned are one hundred thousand one inch older than normal in the ancient times? "    

    

"That's right! Hehe! Ginger is indeed older. The saints of the master generation are indeed more experienced and knowledgeable." However, since Master's position was so high and powerful, a mere Paleolithic cycad tree probably would not enter Master's eyes. I, on the other hand, am different. I am young and humble, and found a few Paleolithic cycad tree with great difficulty, and even used them to exchange for some benefits.    

    

Wan Shihuo's old face immediately twitched, he could tell that Su Ye was purposely mocking him. However, he was unable to refute his. Who asked him to reject Su Ye's request without asking clearly earlier, and even say how much fatty water would flow into other people's fields?    

    

Only now did he know that the fat water that Su Ye was talking about was actually the treasure that he had yearned for day and night. It made him so regretful that his intestines were about to turn green.    

    

Of course, he was even more angry at Su Ye.    

    

This fellow was doing it on purpose. If this fellow had said the Paleolithic cycad tree cleanly earlier, even if he had a hundred holes in his head, he wouldn't have been so decisive in saying how much fat water he had poured onto other people's fields.    

    

"This scoundrel kid is really getting more and more presumptuous. He doesn't even have the slightest bit of respect for his teacher!"    

    

Wan Shihuo wished that he could teach Su Ye a lesson on the spot, so that Su Ye could understand what it meant to be a direct disciple.    

    

But in the end, Wan Shihuo endured the impulse.    

    

There was no helping it, in front of the absolute benefits, it did not matter whether they were master and disciple, or how old they were after seventy to eighty thousand years. What was important was how they could obtain the absolute benefits.    

    

Wan Shihuo was also someone who could let things go easily. After taking a deep breath, he said seriously: "Alright, you stinking brat, stop using such weird words to mock me. I haven't lost my mind to the point of not putting Paleolithic cycad tree in my eyes. You and I, master and disciple, are fated to be master and disciple. Those curls and you can throw them away for me, just tell me, how many Paleolithic cycad tree s did you get? "    

    

Su Ye's gaze turned, his thoughts spreading wide.    

    

He purposely hid the news that he did not know about the Paleolithic cycad tree, obviously not because he wanted to oppress Wan Shihuo.    

    

Although Wan Shihuo accepting him as his direct disciple might have an impure motive, he did not have any good intentions. But as of right now, Wan Shihuo was still rather interested in him, and had not made him suffer a loss. He had even passed the Fire Scripture he created to him, and previously, he gave him a million drops of a twelfth grade heavenly dew.    

    

For no reason at all, why would he try to push Wan Shihuo away and create cracks in their relationship?    

    

In actuality, he was testing to see if Wan Shihuo knew how strong the desire and desire for the Paleolithic cycad tree was.    

    

Now, looking at Wan Shihuo's performance, not only did Wan Shihuo know about the Paleolithic cycad tree, his desire for it was also quite strong.    

    

With this, Su Ye gained the upper hand.    

    

"Hehe, how many Paleolithic cycad tree do you want Master?" Su Ye asked. He was not stupid enough to reveal the entire Paleolithic cycad tree. If this matter were to be leaked, Wan Shihuo would probably go crazy. No matter what price he had to pay, he would probably rush out of the Nine Heavens Immortal World to get the Paleolithic cycad tree.    

    

"From your words, it seems like you have obtained quite a few Paleolithic cycad tree?" Wan Shihuo's eyes lit up.    

    

"Hehe, not too many, not too few. Master, just say it, how much do you want? " Su Ye smiled slyly, not telling them how many Paleolithic cycad tree he had.    

    

Seeing that, Wan Shihuo cursed in his heart for being crafty, but he had no choice, Su Ye did not plan to reveal how many Paleolithic cycad tree he had obtained, he could not directly turn against Su Ye, and snatch them right?    

    

"Cut the crap, I'm not in the mood to spar with you." I just want to ask you one thing. Is your Paleolithic cycad tree as thick as your pinky? "    

    

Although he looked angry, he was actually being careful. According to what he knew, the Paleolithic cycad tree that Ling Shiren had obtained was only as thick as a pinky and three inches long. As long as he could get a piece of Paleolithic cycad tree and refine it into the Ancient Flame Immortal Blade, the Ancient Flame Immortal Blade would be no weaker than Ling Shiren's Thunder God Halberd. If he could surpass that, the Ancient Flame Immortal Blade would immediately press down on the Thunder God Halberd.    

    

However, he was afraid that Su Ye would not tell the truth, so he said it big on purpose, saying three times more, to give himself some space to bargain. However, he was extremely nervous at the bottom of his heart, afraid that the Paleolithic cycad tree Su Ye had obtained would not even reach three inches.    

    

    

    


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