90: C90 Dragon's Blood Essence

C90 Dragon's Blood Essence

90th chapter - Dragon Blood Essence

"May I know why Instructor Wu Sheng is looking for me?" Guu Feng teased Wu Sheng and asked.

Wu Sheng pulled Guu Feng to a relatively secret place and looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and went straight to the point, "Guu Feng, let's not talk about this openly. Tell me, what benefits do you want in order to hand over the Golden Board?"

"Then let's see what benefits Wu Sheng can give me." Guu Feng naturally could not hand over the Golden Board to them. Once he gave it to them, his life would be in danger.

Wu Sheng was even more confused. He felt that Guu Feng was strange today, especially that smile on his face, as if he was very happy to see him.

While he was feeling suspicious, Wu Sheng continued to speak in a low voice without batting an eyelid, "What benefits do you want?"

"If you can give me a drop of Dragon Blood Essence, I can consider returning the Golden Board to you." It was not that Guu Feng wanted to tease Wu Sheng, but he really did not know what the Dragon Blood Essence was. In his opinion, it shouldn't be as simple as just the blood of the Dragon Clan.

Hearing this, Wu Sheng frowned. His body unconsciously staggered and he almost fell to the ground.

"The Dragon Blood Essence is the natal item of the Heavenly Dragon Clan. Let's not talk about the lack of the Dragon Blood Essence. The Heavenly Dragon Clan will die and their Dao will disappear. Even if the lowest grade can condense a Dragon Blood Essence... Those are unk s equivalent to the Spirit Fruit, how can they be obtained so easily?"

Wu Sheng looked at Guu Feng as if he was looking at a fool. He said in a flustered and exasperated manner, "Each Heavenly Dragon only has a drop of Dragon Blood Essence. In our entire continent, countless experts are fighting for it. This request of yours is simply a pipe dream! "

Guu Feng pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart had already stirred up a huge storm. He really didn't expect this Dragon Blood Essence to be so precious. If what Wu Sheng said was true... It seemed like it was just a drop, but it was just a pipe dream.

Seeing that Guu Feng didn't reply, Wu Sheng thought that Guu Feng was just teasing him. He waved his sleeve and said angrily, "Humph! Are you teasing me?"

"No, no, no. Instructor Wu Sheng, don't leave. I'm just joking with you." Seeing that Wu Sheng was about to leave, Guu Feng hurried forward and pulled him back. With a charming smile on his face, he said, "I was just joking. It was just a drop. Could it trouble our mentor Wu Sheng? "

"Not even a drop!" Wu Sheng said without any hesitation.

"Don't tell me Wu Sheng doesn't want that Golden Board anymore? Instructor Wu Sheng doesn't want to know where that Golden Board is?" Guu Feng started to threaten and tempt them, pretending to be mysterious and said, "If Wu Sheng can get me a drop of Dragon Blood Essence, I will consider working with you. When the time comes, the Golden Board will naturally be returned to you. "

"Really?" Wu Sheng did not quite believe what Guu Feng said. He could finally tell that this kid was a little cunning. He was a typical crafty person. If he was not careful, he might fail miserably and fall into this kid's hands.

"Do I have to lie to you?" Guu Feng patted his chest and said confidently, "Besides, I am just a Peak Martial Artist. For someone as strong as Wu Sheng who has awakened power, I am just a Peak Martial Artist. How would I dare lie to you? "

Wu Sheng nodded and thought about it. However, he immediately came back to his senses and said with an ugly expression, "It is not that I don't want to give you the Dragon Blood Essence. It is that we do not have that kind of precious thing with us. There is really nothing we can do about it."

Guu Feng did not give up after being splashed with cold water. He continued to ask, "Then, does Instructor Wu Sheng have any news about the Dragon Blood Essence?"

Wu Sheng's eyes lit up. He seemed to have thought of something as he pretended to be mysterious and said, "I remember now that you mentioned it. The Inner Academy will open the Strong Wind acupuncture point in a few days' time. There are countless treasures in the Strong Wind acupuncture point. It might even have the Dragon Blood Essence that you mentioned."

Guu Feng immediately became interested and said excitedly, "Really? Instructor Wu Sheng did not lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Wu Sheng nodded as if it was a matter of course, but he immediately shook his head to keep him in suspense. "But even if the Strong Wind acupuncture point is opened, you still can't enter."

"Hm? Why is that?" Guu Feng was well aware that Wu Sheng was trying to whet his appetite. His goal was naturally to obtain the Subduing Spirit Box. As expected, Wu Sheng's next sentence clearly explained the reason.

"Although the Strong Wind acupuncture point is unique to my War Soul Academy, there must be a condition in order to enter the Strong Wind acupuncture point, and that is to possess the identity of an inner court core disciple."

Wu Sheng glanced at Guu Feng, and his meaning was obvious. "If I remember correctly, you are just an ordinary outer court disciple. Not to mention a core disciple of the inner court, even if you become an ordinary inner court disciple, you still have a long way to go."

Guu Feng had long understood Wu Sheng's intention. It was likely that Wu Sheng was merely telling him that the condition for him to be able to become an inner court core disciple was naturally the Golden Board that recorded the rebellion plan.

Guu Feng knew what Wu Sheng was thinking in his heart. He simply went with the flow and asked, "Is there any way for me to enter the inner court before the Strong Wind acupuncture point opens?"

"Heh, what a coincidence. The Inner Academy will be recruiting outer court disciples three days later. However, even if you can enter with the strength of the Peak Martial Artist, it is still impossible for you to become a core disciple of the Inner Academy. " Wu Sheng revealed a regretful expression.

"Instructor Wu Sheng, just say it. There's no need to hide it." After getting a lot of useful information from Wu Sheng, Guu Feng restrained the excitement in his heart and deliberately said impatiently.

"It's not like there's no way. As long as you hand over that Golden Board, I will report your situation to the higher-ups. Naturally, there will be instructors in the inner court who will accept you as their disciple. At that time, you will naturally become a core disciple of the inner court. " Wu Sheng had finally become a fox with a fox's tail between his legs.

"Isn't this too unfair? Let's not talk about whether the Strong Wind acupuncture points have Dragon Blood Essence or not. Even if I become a core disciple, it is still uncertain whether I will be able to enter the Strong Wind safely. Now, I have to hand over the Golden Board to you all. No matter how you look at it, I'm the one who's at a disadvantage. "2

Guu Feng pretended to feel pain in his heart as he continued, "Furthermore, I'm just a mere Peak Martial Artist. If I hand over the Golden Board to you all, what if you send someone to kill me to silence me?"

"This..." Wu Sheng was speechless. What Guu Feng said was exactly what he was thinking.

Seeing the change in Wu Sheng's expression, Guu Feng continued, "Why don't we both take a step back and take a compromise."

Seeing that Wu Sheng did not speak, Guu Feng continued, "If you really can make me a core disciple of the inner court, once I enter the Strong Wind cave and obtain the Dragon Blood Essence, I will return the Golden Board to you. What do you think?"

Wu Sheng thought about it and seemed to be trying to figure out the possibility of what Guu Feng said. After about ten breaths, Wu Sheng opened his mouth and said, "I will submit your opinion and give you the answer tomorrow. What do you think?"

In the rebellion, not to mention him, Wang Qingfeng was merely a subordinate of a deputy dean. He, Wu Sheng, could not make a decision on this kind of matter.

Guu Feng smiled and nodded. "Sure!"

On this day, Guu Feng had been cultivating in his room for an entire day and had yet to take half a step out. He had a vague understanding of the Dragon Raising Technique.

Time flew by. The next day, Wu Sheng brought a piece of good news. He said that they had decided to agree to Guu Feng's proposal after a discussion, but he had to become a core disciple. He still needed to put in some effort. After all, in the competition at that time... With Dean Baili Cheng watching them, they wouldn't dare to act rashly.

Regarding this point, it was within Guu Feng's expectation. However, he had a vague feeling that everything wouldn't be so simple.

Wu Sheng and his friends, would they really be so obedient?

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