Chapter 54: Winning Over Yang Wudi
"Ninth-grade Qingling Pill? A fitting name indeed!" Dai Weis gently picked up one of the pills and handed it to Dugu Bo.
"Senior Dugu, this pill strengthens the body and nourishes the essence. After taking it, it should help increase your soul power. While it may not be enough to push you to level 94, it's still equivalent to several years of cultivation."
"Yes! I can already sense how potent its medicinal energy is—it suits me very well. The Po Yi Clan's pill-refining techniques are renowned throughout the continent. I've long wished to experience it firsthand."
After speaking, Dugu Bo swallowed the pill, then sat cross-legged, silently refining its energy.
Dai Weis then handed another pill to Yang Wudi, smiling. "Senior Yang, this one's for you. It should also help increase your soul power."
"This…" Yang Wudi was taken aback. He hadn't expected to be given such a precious pill.
After all, this was a medicinal pill refined from immortal grass—a treasure incredibly rare across the entire Douluo Continent.
"Your Highness, are you certain? This is far too valuable. Please reconsider…"
"Haha, Senior Yang, there's no need for courtesy. The pill was refined by your own hands—you certainly deserve to benefit from it."
Yang Wudi was deeply moved. "In that case, many thanks to Your Highness!"
He accepted the pill, sat cross-legged, and began using his soul power to refine it.
Dai Weis stored the remaining eight pills into his soul guide ring. Having already consumed five immortal herbs recently, he didn't want to rush the Qingling Pill. As the saying goes, "medicine is three parts poison." He planned to wait until the medicinal energies from the immortal herbs were fully absorbed before taking it.
Thanks to Yang Wudi's refining, the impurities in the pill were already eliminated, making its absorption smooth and easy.
In under half an hour, both Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi had completely refined their pills. Although Dugu Bo remained at level 93, his soul power had increased significantly.
> "Impressive! This pill saved me five years of hard work! If I can get a few more, breaking through to level 94 wouldn't be impossible—haha!"
Dugu Bo was visibly pleased. In just the past few days, his cultivation and strength had increased substantially—all thanks to Dai Weis.
Boom!
At the same time, Yang Wudi opened his eyes, clearly excited.
> "As expected from an immortal herb pill. My soul power has reached level 77!"
Not only had his soul power improved, but Yang Wudi also felt his physical strength surpassing its previous limits. Old injuries were now healed, and his body was stronger than ever.
This delighted him—after all, weapon spirit masters generally have only slightly better physiques than ordinary people. Without physical strength, they're extremely prone to injuries, especially as they age.
This was why, in the original novel, even someone like Chrysanthemum Douluo could severely wound him with a poison sneak attack.
Now, with the Qingling Pill strengthening his body, Yang Wudi's actual combat effectiveness had soared.
> "Thank you, Your Highness!" Yang Wudi clasped his fists and bowed once more.
"Haha, no need to be so formal." Dai Weis smiled, then brought out twenty ninth-grade purple ganodermas as a reward for his efforts in refining the pill.
Afterward, he took out the Fragrant Immortal Product (Youxiang Qiluo) and smiled slightly.
> "Senior, may I ask if you're interested in this Fragrant Immortal Product?"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi's eyes lit up with excitement—but he quickly returned to a composed expression, pretending to show little interest.
> "Haha, Your Highness… To be honest, I do want it. But I know there's no such thing as a free lunch."
> "Let's be straightforward—what do you truly want from me? I doubt pill refinement is the only thing."
Dai Weis was slightly surprised. As expected, the older generation was sharp and experienced. Since Yang Wudi had already seen through him, he had no reason to beat around the bush.
> "Haha, Senior Yang is truly wise. Then I'll speak plainly. I hope you and the Po Yi Clan will join Star Luo and serve the Star Luo Empire."
"Oh?"
Yang Wudi's brow furrowed. He immediately grasped Dai Weis' underlying intent—he wasn't just here to recruit Yang Wudi personally, but to make the entire Po Yi Clan submit.
He wasn't angry, though. The Star Luo Empire was second only to the Spirit Hall in power—more than qualified to demand loyalty from small clans like theirs.
But if they were to surrender, Yang Wudi needed to know: what exactly would they gain?
"Haha!" Yang Wudi chuckled coldly, his tone slightly sharper.
> "Your Highness is quite bold—to try and absorb the Po Yi Clan?"
> "The bold eat their fill, the timid starve. If you're not brave, how do you seize opportunity?"
> "Hahaha! Well said! If Your Highness only sought me, I would have readily accepted your offer."
> "But since you want the entire Po Yi Clan, I must consider my people."
> "So let me ask: What benefits would the Po Yi Clan gain by joining your Star Luo Empire?"
"There are three benefits," Dai Weis said confidently, holding up three fingers:
> "First, I know the Po Yi Clan was abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect and suffered heavy losses under the Spirit Hall's persecution. Even now, your clan hides in this remote Xingyao City, living in fear."
> "If you join Star Luo, we will guarantee your safety. The clan will rise and fall with the empire—and prosper together."
> "Second, your clan excels in alchemy and medicine refinement. I have plenty of top-tier herbs that I will supply for pill making. Your clan will have endless resources."
> "Third, I will grant you a long-awaited opportunity."
"Oh?" Yang Wudi was intrigued. "What kind of opportunity?"
> "The chance to take revenge on Spirit Hall—to avenge your son!"
As soon as those words landed, Yang Wudi's expression changed. His eyes turned sharp, fists clenched, and murderous aura burst forth like a storm!
Dai Weis had hit the mark.
Over ten years ago, after the Clear Sky Sect exiled Tang Hao, it secluded itself. The four single-attribute clans—including the Po Yi Clan—were cast aside and left to fend for themselves.
Spirit Hall targeted the Po Yi Clan, causing massive casualties. Yang Wudi's only son died in that bloodbath.
He resented the Clear Sky Sect for abandoning them, and he hated the Spirit Hall for slaughtering his kin.
This was the true root of his pain. And Davis, who had done his homework, was not afraid to press this wound.
After a moment, Yang Wudi finally suppressed his fury. Though the pain lingered, over a decade had passed—it had dulled somewhat with time.
> "Your Highness… are you declaring war on the Spirit Hall?"
"That's right!" Davis responded firmly.
> "Since Bibi Dong took the throne, the Spirit Hall has become increasingly tyrannical. War between the two empires and the Spirit Hall is inevitable."
> "The Heaven Dou Imperial Family is weak, the Clear Sky Sect has sealed itself away, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles Sect only has support-type Spirit Masters, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan remains neutral."
> "Only our Star Luo Empire continues to rise, stronger by the day. We are the only force capable of challenging the Spirit Hall."
> "And only by joining us can you, Senior Yang, truly avenge your son's death at their hands."
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