"No, it must be more than two thousand years old. And at least seven!" Cheng Xiao shook his head: "This is too few, I originally wanted fifteen."
"Wow!" Cheng Yu was shocked when he heard this: "Are you crazy? Do you know how many gold soul coins this is? Seven two or three thousand year old soul beasts are enough to raise seven soul masters! And fifteen, do you think your family is a marquisate?"
The best age for the fourth ring is between 1,700 and 5,000 years. Although two or three thousand years is not the limit, it is not bad for a civilian soul master.
If you hire a soul master, only the soul master team can hunt a three thousand year old soul beast under safe conditions, and the commission is a very astonishing figure.
The nephew asked for seven at the first word, which must be bankrupt! Some marquis nobles only have a dozen soul masters at home. The Cheng family is just a small wealthy family on the border, where does it have such great ability?
Full support is not played like this!
"Impossible, absolutely not!" Cheng Yu no longer hesitated, his head shook like a rattle, and he refused firmly.
Cheng Xiao pondered for a long time, and finally decided to drag out the whole thing, otherwise it would be difficult to get the family's approval and invest all the money in him.
It's not that he didn't think of other ways, but without exception, they were all rejected by him.
The dean of the academy is only a 42nd level weapon soul master, and the other teachers are only great soul masters or soul masters. Even if they form a team, there are great risks.
His talent has not yet reached the point where the academy is desperate, and he wants more than one. As long as the dean has no problem with his brain, he will definitely not agree.
As for fooling Tang San and Xiao Wu like the first soul ring... Just think about it, there is no need to give the soul beast an extra meal.
After thinking about it, Cheng Xiao can only set his sights on his family, and only the family can hope to help him.
"Uncle, do you remember those three pieces of whale glue? It was those three pieces of whale glue that allowed me to break through to level 20. Whale glue can enhance the endurance of muscles, bones and meridians, and improve the physique of soul masters."
Cheng Xiao looked sincere as he explained, "After taking whale glue, the soul master can absorb soul rings for a longer time. I estimate that my limit has reached two to three thousand years, but I still need to test it carefully to determine the true upper limit, so I need so many."
Cheng Yu's eyes shook violently, and he sat up straight immediately, asking in a serious tone, "Increase the absorption period of soul rings? Are you sure?"
If true, this news would be enough to shock the entire continent!
"Really, I once got a broken ancient scroll, which records it." Cheng Xiao nodded: "I didn't take it seriously at first, but after seeing whale glue last time, I tried it with a try mentality. I didn't expect that I would directly break through level 20. Whale glue is definitely a rare treasure!"
Cheng Yu heard this, and his breathing immediately became heavy, and his face flushed. If whale glue can really increase the upper limit of soul ring absorption, if their family can take advantage of the current large-scale purchase of whale glue and monopolize it...
Seeing Cheng Yu's reaction, Cheng Xiao sighed secretly, he knew it would be like this, and he didn't tell his uncle last time because he was afraid that he would be obsessed and blinded by interests.
"Uncle, this is not something we can control! We don't have the strength to monopolize it. If others know this secret, our family is very likely to suffer a catastrophe!"
This sentence poured cold water on Cheng Yu, and the excited Cheng Yu shuddered and woke up immediately.
Yes, if whale glue has such a miraculous effect, as long as they sell one, the news will inevitably spread to every corner of the continent in an instant.
By then, countless forces will covet their family. How big is their family? Can they compete with the princes, nobles, big sects, and big families? The Cheng family is nothing in their eyes!
"Why don't we sell this news to the Spirit Hall?" Cheng Yu suggested. Since they can't keep it, they can sell the news. Others eat meat, and they can at least drink soup.
This idea is understandable. Cheng Yu is a businessman. The first thought is how to use this secret to earn a large amount of gold soul coins. "Uncle, do you think that the Spirit Hall will kill people to keep this secret for themselves?" Cheng Xiao shook his head.
Cheng Yu's expression froze, and then he frowned and thought: "No way? The Spirit Hall is not so cruel, right? They are much better than those sects and families."
The reputation of the Spirit Hall among the common people is much better than those of the nobles and the sects. In their eyes, the Spirit Hall is the representative of justice and the incarnation of angels.
This is the image that the Spirit Hall has spent thousands or even tens of thousands of years to build.
Cheng Yu is no exception.
But Cheng Xiao has no filter in his eyes. To put it bluntly, the Spirit Hall is just a spirit master force, no different from the two empires and the three major sects. It's just that the character setting is better established.
Whale glue is something that can quickly make the younger generation widen the gap. Any force will try every means to completely control it in their own hands, and the Spirit Hall is no exception.
As long as the Cheng family exists, it becomes an uncertain factor, because the Cheng family is very likely to sell the same product twice! How could the Spirit Hall let them go?
After telling Cheng Yu this truth, Cheng Xiao emphasized again: "Uncle, don't dream of handing your life over to other people! You will die! Unless we have the strength to keep this secret, or save the lives of our family, otherwise, this secret cannot be revealed even a little bit!"
Cheng Yu heard this, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled for a long time before he smiled bitterly and uttered a few weak words: "Strength, huh, how much strength does it take to keep it?"
"Title Douluo! At least a Title Douluo!" Cheng Xiao's expression was serious: "Only a Title Douluo can save the lives of my family!"
"At least? Title Douluo?" Cheng Yu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Do you want to listen to what nonsense you are talking about? How many Title Douluos are there on the continent? You are dreaming if you want to get the protection of a Title Douluo!"
Cheng Xiao was silent, but he looked at Cheng Yu firmly. He would not brag and let Cheng Yu believe that he could become a Title Douluo and so on.
If a three-year-old child says that he must become a Titled Douluo, adults may just laugh it off and say that it is just childish talk.
But if a spirit master in his teens keeps talking about "Titled Douluo", anyone who hears it will roll their eyes and mock him for overestimating his own abilities.
Cheng Yu understood his nephew's attitude from Cheng Xiao's eyes and sighed softly: "It seems that this secret will either be buried with him or it can only be used on you?"
Cheng Xiao nodded: "So, give up the idea of making money from whale glue."
Without the opportunity to get rich quickly, Cheng Yu felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.
"But seven is too many." After giving up the unnecessary desire, Cheng Yu returned to the point: "Even if the family squeezes out all the liquid funds, it is only enough for you to kill three. If you want seven, you have to sell the property and borrow money. No one else in the family will agree, and your mother won't agree either."