Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

  Chapter 100, Two girls who are irritable

   "For so many years, there have been many forces who want to subdue and spy on our four single-attribute clans. The Qibao Glazed Sect and the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect of the last three have discussed with us in private."

   "It's a pity that ever since I was abandoned by Haotianzong, I, the old white bird, the old orangutan, the old rhinoceros, and the old goat swore to myself that I will never trust these powerful sects easily in this life."

  【Old White Bird--White Crane. Old Orangutan - Titan. Old rhinoceros - Niu Gao. Old goat - Yang Wudi. 】

   "But now the only force that wants to cooperate with our four single-attribute clans is the Wuhun Palace, which was once avoided by the Haotian School. It really makes people sigh that things are different."

   Speaking of this, Bai He couldn't help but sneer, as if mocking Haotianzong.

  For Bai He, the patriarch of the Min Zhi Clan, it is impossible for him to accept the conditions of joining or being attached to other sects, even if this sect is the Haotian School.

   Once Haotianzong ruthlessly abandoned them from the four major clans with one attribute, they swore that they would never easily join any sect in this life.

  And what makes them most amusing to the four single-attribute clans is that Spirit Hall has no intention of fighting against Haotianzong at all, and even chasing and killing Tang Hao is just a matter of face.

   It's just such a simple scare.

   As a result, Haotianzong abandoned all four single-attribute clans, from the elders to the elders of the sect, and all the disciples of the sect. They also closed the gate of the mountain and became a shrinking turtle.

   "Patriarch Baihe is polite. The world may have misunderstood Wuhundian. Wuhundian has a broad mind. How could Tang Hao implicate others because of Tang Hao?"

   "The Haotian School has gone too far. The speed at which they cut off their tails to survive is really beyond compare, but we have no way to intervene in the affairs of other sects."

"What's more, ever since my teacher Bibi Dong ascended the throne, that is, the current Pope of the Wuhun Temple, she has already revoked Tang Hao's hunting order. It's a pity that Haotianzong treats the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and is still afraid of our martial arts. The Soul Palace will attack them."

   Dong Qing shook his head after speaking, looking helpless.

  Hearing this, Bai He was deep in thought, with no expression on his face, he couldn't trust Dong Qing just because of what he said, and he wouldn't show his intention to get close to Wuhundian at this time.

   Surviving in the cracks between the major forces in the Douluo Continent, he already possessed a cautious character.

  But Bai Chenxiang, whose mind was not that complicated, immediately said angrily: "Hmph, the turtle with a shrunken head is still the Clear Sky School. In my opinion, it's better not to be called the Clear Sky School, but to be called the Turtle School with a shrunken head."

  Bai He didn't speak, presumably he agreed with Bai Chenxiang's words very much.

  But as the patriarch of the Minzhi clan, he can't talk nonsense in front of outsiders, and sometimes he can only speak out through the mouth of his granddaughter Bai Chenxiang.

   "Hahaha shrunk my head to the turtle sect, I'm dying of laughter." Xiao Wu couldn't hold back her laughter immediately, because she was sitting next to Dong Qing at this moment, and patted his shoulder unconsciously with one hand.

  Is it that funny?

  Bai Chenxiang muttered to himself, then looked at Xiao Wu, and said, "Well, what's your name?"

  Now she doesn't think that Xiao Wu, who is wearing a maid's costume, is really a maid. At least she has never seen such a bold maid who dares to be so presumptuous in front of her master.

   "My name is Xiao Wu, dancing dancer." Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, and then said her name.

   "Xiao Wu. The name is good, my name is Bai Chenxiang, the agarwood of the agarwood." Bai Chenxiang smiled sweetly, she liked the pure and clean temperament of Xiao Wu very much.

   "What is agarwood?"

  Xiao Wu tilted her head and looked at Bai Chenxiang curiously. To her, agarwood is a brand new term, and she really doesn't understand its meaning.

   "Don't you know Xiao Wu?" Bai Chenxiang asked curiously.

  No reason!

  Xiao Wu is the maid who follows Dongqing, the holy son of the Wuhun Temple. How could she have never seen Chen Xiangmu? It stands to reason that the aristocrats of aristocratic families and high-level sects should often use this thing!

   "I really don't know!" Xiao Wu nodded and said.

   "Agarwood is a tree that produces a strong aroma during the burning process. It is very precious. A piece of agarwood the size of a palm costs at least a hundred gold soul coins. Most people can't afford this kind of precious agarwood." Bai Chenxiang explained.

   "Oh, it turns out that agarwood is so expensive! I thought it was cheap dry firewood. When I lit it last night, I put a lot of it, and I choked on it. The smell is too strong, and it doesn't smell good at all."

  Xiao Wu seemed to have remembered something bad, and subconsciously covered her small nose.

   "Xiao Wu. Are you showing off your wealth?" Bai Chenxiang looked at Xiao Wu speechlessly, if it wasn't for the latter's seemingly ignorant appearance, she would already be angry now.

  You know, she doesn't even have a hundred gold soul coins in her purse.

the other side.

  Dong Qing and Bai He were far away from the chattering second daughter, and they stood side by side under a big willow tree.

  The slender and green branches of the willow tree, blown by a breeze from the west, look very peaceful and pleasant.

   "His Royal Highness, I don't know how many members of the Minzhi clan you need to help you deliver the press manuscript you mentioned."

   "At least three hundred people!"

   "Three hundred people?"

   "What's the matter. You Min clan, don't you even have 300 people?"

   "No. It's not His Royal Highness, you misunderstood. I was just surprised. I didn't expect that three hundred clansmen could finally escape from poverty." Bai He said with surprise.

   "It's strange, your Minzhi clan is a family of soul masters after all, why are you so down and out?" Dong Qing still didn't understand why they were so poor.

  When he was watching anime, Bai He, the patriarch of the Minzhi Clan, wanted to buy 200 Godly Zhuge Crossbows for 120 gold soul coins, but Tang San ruthlessly told him that he needed 24,000 gold soul coins.

   And this still depends on the friendship price given by relatives.

  Tang San really didn't cheat his relatives this time, the overall price of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow he sold to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was at least ten times higher.

   Just this few gold soul coins, Bai He, the patriarch of the Minzhi Clan, couldn't even get it out. This shows how poor the Minzhi Clan is.

  Of course, the fairy herb crystal blood dragon ginseng that this old white bird has been secretly collecting is quite valuable.

Sensing Dong Qing's doubts, Bai He couldn't help sighing in a low voice, and then said in a helpless tone: "Many years ago, the Haotian School was hidden from the world, and the four single-attribute clans were abandoned by them, which means that we need to be independent, and independence means that we must It is not a problem for normal soul master sects to fend for themselves."

   "For example, the Power Clan is good at forging and is a natural foundry master. The old orangutan is also a master craftsman, and there are many blacksmiths under his command. Naturally, there is no need to worry about the source of income of the clansmen."

   "The Yuzhi Clan is good at construction. After leaving Haotianzong, they started a civil engineering business, and even took over a lot of Wuhundian business. After all, Wuhundian business is the best, with more money and less work."

   "The broken family is good at medicine. Whether it is life-saving medicine or poison, all major forces in the mainland have demand for it. In addition, it is expensive to sell. It is the wealthiest of our four single-attribute clans."

   "These three single-attribute sects have natural advantages in terms of means of making a living and soul masters' combat power. So even if they are independent from the Haotian School, their small life is not bad."

  (end of this chapter)