Ye Wen's method, though simple, was indeed feasible. Yang Wudi nodded in approval.
However, a new question arose. Yang Wudi solemnly asked:
"Theoretically, your plan is workable, but every war eventually ends. If one side—whether the two empires or the Spirit Hall—becomes the new ruler of the continent, our large faction with numerous Title Douluos will undoubtedly be targeted. What then?"
Ye Wen chuckled dismissively. "What of it?"
He then gestured toward Dugu Bo. "First, take my teacher here. Though he may not be the strongest among Title Douluos, when it comes to killing ordinary people and low-level soul masters, my teacher is unmatched. If the two empires or the Spirit Hall lose their minds and come after us, though we can't kill all their Title Douluos, I'm confident that with my teacher around, we can ensure they're left with nothing but their Title Douluos."
Dugu Bo proudly puffed out his chest but quickly realized the awkwardness and remarked nonchalantly:
"Xiao Wen, you make a good point, but don't phrase it like that again. As a Title Douluo, I do have my principles."
Ye Wen smiled. "Don't worry, Teacher. It's just an example—I won't actually let you do something so immoral."
Then, Ye Wen turned to Yang Wudi sincerely and said:
"My reason for mentioning my teacher is to let Senior Yang know that while our Medical Alliance isn't the strongest force, if provoked, the damage we can inflict will be something no other faction can tolerate.
Moreover, as I've already said, we are a neutral force. Our policy is to avoid offending any side.
Additionally, our alliance operates on a franchise system, meaning any faction can embed their people within us. This also means that if we were to attempt to overthrow the final victor, it would be impossible to hide from them.
A clean and transparent faction like ours, whether it's the two empires or the Spirit Hall, theoretically wouldn't harm us once they achieve victory.
After all, aside from our considerable strength, we bear no grudges against them. They'd have no reason to act irrationally against us.
So, Senior Yang, join us. By joining, the Breaking Clan will gain the protection of the Medical Alliance. And if you make significant contributions to our development, I guarantee that your clan will have its own Title Douluo in the future. Additionally, you'll receive the treasure you've always dreamed of."
As he spoke, Ye Wen took out a small bottle of essential oil and lightly sprayed it into the air.
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Yang Wudi inhaled the enchanting fragrance in the air, his eyes widening abruptly.
"This is!?"
Ye Wen chuckled. "That's right—it's the treasure you're thinking of. However, directly uprooting it and halting its growth would be wasteful. So, I extracted its stamen essence to create this perfume, which provides immunity to all poisons. If you lead the Breaking Clan to join now, consider this perfume my welcoming gift."
Before Ye Wen even finished speaking, Yang Wudi snatched the bottle of Aromatic Silk Beauty Essence from his hand.
Yang Wudi gazed at the delicate crystal vial in his hand. Though it contained only ten milliliters, his eyes burned with the intensity of someone beholding a peerless beauty.
Though Ye Wen couldn't understand why the Breaking Clan, known for their extreme offensive focus, had branched into alchemy as a side pursuit, there was no denying that the toxic fumes generated during their potion-making process had adverse effects on their bodies.
While this perfume wasn't the genuine Aromatic Silk Beauty, its poison-resistant properties remained effective.
For Yang Wudi, who had spent his entire life refining medicines and yearned to challenge higher levels of alchemy but was held back by fear of the toxic fumes, this was truly a dream come true.
Recalling this, Ye Wen couldn't help but internally sigh. 'You know that refining such potions harms your body—why do you stubbornly persist? Are you afraid of breaking through to become a Title Douluo or something?'
"Senior Yang, have you made your decision?" Ye Wen asked with a smile.
Originally, Ye Wen had considered luring Yang Wudi over with an immortal-grade medicinal herb, but upon reflection, their side already had five Title-level fighters. It wasn't worth using an entire immortal herb just for Yang Wudi's allegiance—a sample-sized bottle of perfume seemed sufficient.
After a brief moment of elation, Yang Wudi regained his composure, coughed awkwardly, and didn't immediately agree.
Ye Wen frowned slightly. 'What's this old man trying to pull? He's not planning to take my gift and still refuse to join, is he?'
Yang Wudi's gaze darted between Dugu Bo and Ye Wen before he sighed softly and said:
"I agree to join the Medical Alliance.
However!"
With that, Yang Wudi raised his right hand, and a crystal materialized in his palm. A surge of soul power enveloped the crystal, transforming it into a pitch-black spear shaft—the martial soul of the Breaking Clan, the Soul-Breaking Spear.
The spear danced lightly in his hand before Yang Wudi planted it firmly on the ground.
"From what Young Master Ye mentioned earlier, the Medical Alliance operates on a franchise system, correct?
Then how are positions within the Medical Alliance determined? Is it based on contributions or strength? If it's the latter, then today I must demonstrate my abilities to secure a solid foothold for my clan within the alliance."
Ye Wen chuckled softly. 'This Yang Wudi is truly clever. He saw through the essence of the Medical Alliance from my earlier persuasion and is now seeking more benefits.'
However, Ye Wen soon lost his smile as he noticed Dugu Bo's eyes burning with fighting spirit.
'Good grief!' Ye Wen thought. 'Do you have no sense of self-awareness? Even though he's only at level 82, if he goes all out, you'll definitely get injured!'
Hastily interrupting, Ye Wen cleared his throat and said, "Senior Yang, your boldness is admirable. The leader of our Medical Alliance is indeed decided by voting, but ultimately, Douluo Continent is still a place where strength reigns supreme. To run for leadership, one must at least possess the cultivation of a Title Douluo."
A flicker of displeasure passed through Yang Wudi's eyes. In terms of combat ability, he was undoubtedly at the Title Douluo level, but his actual cultivation was his Achilles' heel.
However, Ye Wen quickly shifted the tone.
"But rest assured, Senior Yang. Since my teacher and I personally came to invite you, we naturally won't slight the Breaking Clan."
With that, Ye Wen pulled out a token.
The token was circular, with flowing cloud-like golden patterns along the outer edge. Inside, intricate carvings of various medicinal herbs adorned the surface, while at the center were ten empty slots.
Most of the slots were vacant, but three were occupied—one by the emblem of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent, another by the Nine-Heart Begonia, and the last by the character "Huo" representing the Huo family crest.
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