"Kacha!"
A crisp sound of the wooden spear breaking rang out.
On the field, Yang Wudi held the two broken pieces of the spear in his hands, his eyes a bit dazed.
He had actually lost?
The "Invincible Long Spear," undefeated in spear arts for decades, had lost to a teenager?
He quickly came back to his senses, looking at Lu Feng with eyes full of emotion.
In the first forty moves, Lu Feng used the Disorderly Splitting Wind Fist Technique and ingeniously utilized the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Explosive Step to cleverly solve the problem of needing to charge up in place.
However, Yang Wudi was experienced. He seized Lu Feng's flaw and successfully broke the rhythm of the Disorderly Splitting Wind.
In the middle one hundred moves, Yang Wudi saw the shadows of many old acquaintances in Lu Feng.
His fist technique was fierce and powerful, having some style of the Elephant Armored Sect.
The unity of man and fist, where the fist moves with the mind, was similar to the "Sword Heart Clarity" of that person from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
And in Lu Feng's final move, the punch that broke his wooden spear, Yang Wudi clearly saw the shadow of the Soul Breaking Spear Technique.
"The Third Prince is so stunningly talented; this old man has never seen the likes of it in his life. I am convinced of my defeat," Yang Wudi bowed slightly, smiling bitterly.
Lu Feng smiled and said humbly, "Clan Master Yang is too polite. Your weapon was not handy; I took some advantage in this battle after all."
Yang Wudi waved his hand and said boldly, "Third Prince need not explain. This old man is not a sore loser. If our soul power were equal, even if I used my Martial Soul, the loser would still be me."
Lu Feng smiled, a trace of cunning flashing in his eyes. "In that case, may I state my condition?"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi instantly sobered up, his heart tightening.
That's right, he had lost this spar.
In an instant, his face turned slightly gloomy. He could roughly guess Lu Feng's plan; nine out of ten, it was to recruit the Broken Clan.
But to hand over the future of hundreds of clansmen just because of a casual bet, Yang Wudi felt awkward and reluctant in his heart.
Seeing Yang Wudi's changing expression, Lu Feng understood and instantly guessed his thoughts.
"Clan Master Yang, my condition is very simple. I only need Clan Master Yang to follow me to Star Luo City and make a move for me at a critical moment," Lu Feng said with a smile, his tone peaceful.
"Ah, just that simple?" Yang Wudi blurted out.
The corner of Lu Feng's mouth curled up, teasing, "Otherwise, what did Clan Master Yang think?"
"Hahaha, nothing!" Yang Wudi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and laughed loudly.
Just making a move once?
His soul power was as high as level 82, and his Martial Soul, the Soul Breaking Spear, was famous for its attack power. In terms of attack alone, looking at the whole world, how many Martial Souls could contend with it?
As long as the other party didn't ask him to assassinate the Pope, was there anyone in the world he couldn't deal with?
"Come, come, come. You two have come from afar and are guests. Let me host a reception for you."
Yang Wudi greeted them warmly, and the group walked into the main hall, talking and laughing.
...
After eating and drinking their fill, Lu Feng and Yang Wudi chatted casually in the hall.
Lu Feng held a teacup, took a sip, and said calmly, "I heard that not long ago, Davis's people came to recruit you, but Clan Master Yang seemed to have rejected them?"
Yang Wudi's gaze slowly swept over Lu Feng. After a brief pause, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Indeed. I also admire the First Prince's talent. It's just that the Broken Clan has thin fortune and cannot enter the Imperial Family's eyes."
Hearing Yang Wudi's words, a trace of surprise appeared on Lu Feng's face.
He didn't expect this thick-browed, big-eyed Yang Wudi to also speak such flattering, superficial words. The sun must have risen from the west.
Lu Feng smiled slightly and said bluntly, "Clan Master Yang need not be restrained. In my eyes, Davis is just trash. You can feel free to scold him a few times."
"Hahaha." Hearing Lu Feng's words, Yang Wudi threw his head back and laughed.
"The Third Prince is indeed a straightforward person. Correct, in my opinion, for Davis to compete with you for the throne is simply seeking death."
After sparring with Lu Feng, Yang Wudi knew clearly that this young man was by no means ordinary.
Leaving aside the strength he displayed, his temperament alone was enough to make one look at him with new eyes.
Just those martial arts from various families and sects—without more than ten years of concentrated study, it would be impossible to reach such a level of mastery.
Moreover, in Yang Wudi's view, Lu Feng adopted the strengths of many schools without sectarian prejudice. This quality was truly rare in the Soul Master world.
Yang Wudi had stayed in Heaven Dou City for a long time in his early years and had much contact with people from major sects.
He knew that some people lived in a corner, working behind closed doors, and were complacent and conservative.
Among them, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was the worst.
Those people thought highly of themselves, believing their Martial Soul was number one in the world, and disdained the skills of others.
In reality, they were just frogs in a well, immersed in the glory left by their ancestors.
Lu Feng smiled slightly, changed the subject, and asked with a trace of curiosity in his tone, "I heard that the Broken Clan is quite skilled in medicine refining?"
Yang Wudi nodded slightly, a look of pride appearing on his face.
"Correct. The Yang family has been refining medicine for two hundred years. Originally, we were just an unknown small family. Later, we were fortunate enough to be appreciated by the old Clan Master Tang Chen and were able to join the Clear Sky Clan."
"Mhm." Lu Feng nodded gently.
"Ai." Yang Wudi suddenly sighed, the look on his face becoming somewhat dim.
"Later, the Clear Sky Clan sealed the mountain, and Spirit Hall targeted us specifically. Life was truly difficult. It wasn't until we came to the Star Luo Empire that the situation improved slightly."
Saying this, Yang Wudi looked at Lu Feng with burning eyes.
His eyes faintly revealed a trace of expectation, seemingly waiting for Lu Feng to pick up the conversation so he could naturally lead to the topic of cooperation.
"Mhm." Lu Feng still just nodded gently, not saying much.
Yang Wudi was instantly speechless, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face.
After a long silence, he continued, "The medicines refined by the Broken Clan are mainly tonics and poisons, and we are most adept at refining poisons."
"Nowadays, there are over a hundred direct members in the clan. Counting family members, there are about three hundred people."
Yang Wudi stared straight at Lu Feng, the embarrassment on his face deepening.
He had already spoken so clearly, so why hadn't this Third Prince taken the initiative to discuss terms yet?
Hearing this, Lu Feng just smiled and said calmly, "That is indeed a coincidence. I also have some research on poisons and herbs. And by chance, I obtained a strange flower."
"A strange flower? Can you let me see it?"
Yang Wudi immediately became interested, excitement flashing in his eyes. He even temporarily put the matter of recruitment, which he had been thinking about, to the back of his mind.
In his life, he was most obsessed with researching spear arts and medicine refining, and he had zero resistance to rare herbs.
Seeing his impatient appearance, the corner of Lu Feng's mouth tilted up slightly.
The fish has finally taken the bait.
He circulated his soul power slightly, and a large pale pink flower appeared in his palm.
In an instant, a faint fragrance spread. Like a light veil, the refreshing scent quickly permeated every corner of the hall.
"This is... the Aromatic Silk Beauty Immortal Herb!"
Yang Wudi's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
"Oh? Clan Master Yang actually recognizes this item?" Lu Feng pretended to be puzzled and asked.
Yang Wudi sniffed hard, a look of intoxication on his face. "Yes, it is the Aromatic Silk Beauty Immortal Herb!"
"This herb can not only isolate poisons, but the fragrance it emits can also cause mutations in many medicines, making them exert greater effects."
"For our Broken Clan, this is simply a priceless treasure."
His face quickly returned to calm, but his eyes stared tightly at the herb, full of longing.
"Oh? So magical? In that case, I'll give it to Clan Master Yang." Lu Feng smiled faintly and said casually.
"What!"
Yang Wudi stood up excitedly, his eyes full of disbelief.
"You're really willing to give it to me?"
Lu Feng smiled and nodded. "This thing isn't of much use to me, but since the Broken Clan can use it, I'll do a favor at little cost."
Yang Wudi carefully took the herb from Lu Feng's hand, his shoulders trembling slightly from excitement.
Light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, he knelt on one knee and said firmly, "Third Prince, this herb is too precious to me. Yang Wudi will not hesitate even if it costs my life."
"If my Lord does not abandon us, from now on, the Broken Clan is willing to serve you like dogs and horses."
As he spoke, Yang Wudi took out a booklet from his Soul Tool and handed it to Lu Feng, saying, "This is my Yang family's Medicine Refining Canon, which records the refining methods of fifty tonics and one hundred poisons."
Seeing this, a smile curled the corner of Lu Feng's mouth.
He quickly stood up, reached out to help Yang Wudi up, and laughed loudly, "Haha, with Clan Master Yang's help, I am truly adding wings to a tiger."
Hearing this, Yang Wudi also laughed loudly and said, "Willing to serve the Third Prince. I will lead my clansmen to Star Luo City tomorrow morning."
"By the way, Third Prince, there is one more thing. I have two old brothers whose current situation is quite difficult. Could you see if you can take them in as well?"