Chapter 170 Tang’s Yuehua

"You don't believe me!"

Turning around, he stared at his old friend. Yang Potian was not a fool. How could he not hear the true meaning of Bai Niao?

This is just to take the opportunity to let the members of the Min clan practice some endless blasts of wind to further confirm the authenticity of their self-created soul skills.

Of course, it would be nothing if this was said to a stranger, but he and Bai He have known each other for decades, and they have a life-long friendship. In the past, the Min clan needed various medicines to assist in cultivation, and even when funds were tight, he would not blink an eye.

He first asked his clansmen to deliver the medicine, and now the Min clan still owes them a lot of money to the Po clan.

Even so, he still didn't say a word, but now Bai Niao didn't trust him, Yang Potian, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"No, absolutely nothing. Just thinking back to the days when we entered the soul master world, we felt something and wanted to drink something."

His expression changed slightly, but he quickly covered it up, and Bai Niao denied it with a smile.

"It's up to you. I'll stay here for three days, and by the way, you, the Min clan, will settle the accounts against our Po clan.

I haven't remembered the specific amount, but a rough calculation will at least not be less than 500,000 gold soul coins. Considering the past friendship, I don't want the fraction, just give 500,000 gold soul coins."

The cold expression remained the same. Yang Potian finally saw some people's faces clearly, and it was time to pay.

If the Po Clan really goes out on its own in the future, money will be indispensable. Not only the accounts of the Min Clan, but also the accounts of the other three major families and even the Haotian Sect will have to be recovered.

"Lao Yang, what you said..."

Bai Niao's expression froze and he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was coldly interrupted by Yang Potian.

"Please call me Patriarch Yang!"

As he spoke, he also manifested a soul-breaking gun, and a total of nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and five black, slowly rotated under his feet.

This is the advantage of the martial souls of their clan. When they break through the Holy Soul-Breaking Spear and obtain the true form of the martial soul, a soul ring will be generated by themselves.

He is now an eighty-ninth level Soul Douluo, with eight soul beast soul rings plus one self-generated soul ring. His combat power is not weaker than Titled Douluo. Even in terms of attack power alone, many Titled Douluo are not as good as him.

"I will see five hundred thousand gold soul coins in three days. Also, I will use your tamed letter eagle to deliver a few letters, and I will pay for it!"

After leaving a cold word, Yang Potian turned and walked out of the hall.

I want my money back now, don't have any more relations with me, it will hurt my money!

Yang Zhan also had a cold face and pulled his fiancée to follow his grandfather out of the hall.

After Yang Potian left, Bai He and others breathed a sigh of relief, and their vests were soaked with sweat.

The pressure brought by the nine spirit rings on them was too great, no less than that of a titled Douluo.

"Miscalculation!"

With a sigh, Shiratiao felt regretful, but he didn't expect that a little calculation would irritate his old friend.

But it's understandable, after all, most of the Po clan have extreme temperaments and are very sensitive inside.

I thought that after so many years of self-cultivation, Yang Potian's temper would be more tempered, but he didn't expect that it would still be the same as when he was young.

"Father, those five hundred thousand gold soul coins..."

Bai He hesitated because the Haotian Sect had suffered a disaster. The sect was almost in ruins and money for reconstruction was indispensable.

Not long ago, my nephew Tang Xiao came over to borrow a sum of money, and now the family only has tens of thousands of cash in hand.

"If we don't have enough money, we will look for other things and lower the price. Lao Yang is really angry."

Shiratiao waved his hand, knowing that his old friend was angry. If he continued to make small plans, it would only further anger the other party and make things worse.

In this way, Yang Potian stayed with the Min clan for three days, and kept staring at Bai Ying as he instructed the Min clan members to practice the Infinite Wind Slash, without giving the Min clan a chance to come into contact with Bai Ying alone.

Three days later, Yang Wudi set out. As for the things that the Min clan had gathered, which were equivalent to 600,000 gold soul coins, he did not take them with him. Instead, he wrote a letter back to the clan and asked his son Yang Wudi to bring someone to transport them back.

Within a few days, Niu Meng, the current patriarch of the Yu clan, and Taiwei, the contemporary clan leader of the Li clan, rushed to the Min clan in a hurry.

"Old White Bird, what are you doing here, Old Yang? Why did you write a letter asking us to clear the debt we have with them? Why did you say that if you can't clear it, then you came to the door with a soul-breaking gun to discuss with me."

The hot-tempered Taiwei shouted as soon as he entered the door, "This is a big deal." From the words in the letter, it was clear that Yang Potian was serious and must have been stimulated in some way.

Niu Meng, who was following behind, also set his sights on Bainiao, wanting to see what happened that caused such a big change in his old friend.

I saw before that the messenger eagle that carried the message was trained by the Min clan, so we came here together to see what was going on.

"It's my fault, it's my fault!"

Shiratiao smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't expect that he had stimulated his old friend so much that day. Even after collecting his own debt, he even wrote to the other two families to demand the debt.

"You are all here!"

At this time, a burly figure walked in. He was stunned when he saw Taiwei and others, and then nodded.

Behind him was a girl with light blue hair. As soon as the girl came in, she ran to Shiratiao and held his arm affectionately.

"Grandpa, I miss you so much!"

The girl had a cute smile on her face, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes that could not be removed. After all, the family had suffered a disaster, and even her father was dead.

"I've met the sect leader!"

Taiwei and others hurriedly knelt down on one knee to salute, because the person coming was Tang Xiao, the current leader of the Haotian Sect.

"Everyone get up!"

Accepting this gift calmly, Tang Xiao motioned for several people to stand up.

It's not that he is putting on airs, but that the distinction between superiority and inferiority must be clearly distinguished. Now he no longer represents an individual, but the Haotian Sect.

Especially when a sect encounters a disaster, it is when it is at its weakest. Not only does it have to be on guard against outsiders coveting it, but one's own family also has to be careful to avoid having unwanted thoughts.

Everything is for the sect!

"Xiao'er, you came here this time, but are there difficulties in rebuilding the sect?"

Bai Niao motioned for several people to sit down, and then asked doubtfully.

Taiwei and others came here because of Lao Yang's debt collection, but why did Xiao'er suddenly come here.

It stands to reason that the Haotian Sect is currently busy rebuilding, so it shouldn't have time to come all the way here. Could it be that it has encountered some difficulties.

"This is the letter sent by Patriarch Yang using the letter eagle."

Tang Xiao did not explain, but took out a letter from the storage soul guide. He was also very confused about this matter. He didn't know what kind of stimulation the leader of the Broken Clan received.

"Sect Master, have you also received this letter?"

Niu Gao, who was standing behind his father Niu Meng, was confused, and Tai Tan beside him was also confused.

Not only the two of them, but Bai Niao, Taiwei and Niu Meng all had their eyes widened, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

It was reasonable for Yang Potian to ask the three of them for accounts, but it was too much to go directly to the sect to ask for accounts. Not to mention that the Haotian Sect was at a low point now and it was the time when money was needed. Even in normal times, it would not be so tidy.

That's the boss of their four major single-attribute families. You, Yang Potian, don't want to be around anymore?

"Grandpa, have you also received this kind of letter?"

Tang Yuehua's wonderful eyes moved and she saw something was wrong.

Bai Niao and the others nodded solemnly, and also saw that something was wrong. Something must have happened to Yang Potian.

"Clan Leader Yang is so anxious to ask for the account. It must be because he urgently needs money for something. Has he been anywhere during this time?"

After signaling to his eldest brother Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua asked on his behalf.

The eldest brother's temperament is similar to that of the second brother, and he is not suitable to deal with this kind of thing. She has to go into battle.

"He has been in the Kingdom of Barak during this time."

Bai Niao said that although Yang Potian looked wrong before, he still chatted with him for a few words and revealed some information.

"The Kingdom of Balak? Is it because of that?"

Tang Yuehua suddenly remembered the piece of information he had read not long ago. Could it be for that reason?

Someone from Tian: Father-in-law Tang Zhen, you can go with peace of mind, I will raise your daughter!

(End of chapter)

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