Chapter 133 Exchange
Yang Wudi came to the reception hall, sat down heavily in the main seat, tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, and a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes.
Their Breaking Clan had no friendship with the Butterfly House.
Since Lin Yang had come in person this time, it was eighty percent likely he was here to cause trouble.
But as long as he firmly denied it, even if Lin Yang had a Titled Douluo behind him, he could not do anything to him.
Soon, under the guidance of the guards, Lin Yang successfully entered the territory of the Breaking Clan, and after passing through several corridors, he arrived at the reception hall.
He strode into the reception hall and immediately saw a piece of calligraphy hanging in the center of the hall.
On it was a large character, "Break", written with powerful, iron-like strokes, revealing an indomitable and formidable spirit.
And sitting on the main seat below the calligraphy was a thin, tall figure.
Was this the Clan Chief of the Breaking Clan, Yang Wudi?
Yang Wudi had a head of black hair and a ruddy complexion, but his eyes were somewhat sinister, faintly hiding a hint of sharpness.
As for his physique, he was not strong, even looking as slender as Bai He.
But the feeling he gave was not that of being frail, but rather like a long spear that would rather break than bend.
Lin Yang stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Junior Lin Yang, I have visited rashly, I hope Clan Chief Yang will forgive me!"
Yang Wudi nodded slightly, his falcon-like gaze scrutinizing Lin Yang calmly, "Please sit!"
Lin Yang took a seat in the guest chair, and a Disciple immediately served tea.
He picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and then set it down.
Aura lay in his arms, lazily stretching its claws, looking as if the matter had nothing to do with it.
After the Disciple retreated, Yang Wudi pondered for a moment, then said: "Young Master Lin of the Butterfly House, you have become famous throughout the continent at such a young age, but my Breaking Clan has never had any dealings with the Butterfly House. Tell me, what business do you have at my Yang family?"
Yang Wudi's tone was blunt, and there was no polite pleasantry in his words.
Lin Yang did not mind, smiling slightly, his attitude composed and at ease.
"I have long heard that the Breaking Clan's alchemy is unparalleled on the continent, so I have come specifically to visit and exchange ideas."
"Exchange?"
Seemingly thinking of something, Yang Wudi's Face darkened quite a bit, and his tone carried a sting, "Nowadays, the potion business of the Butterfly House is booming and spreading across the continent. Even I have to express my admiration for these potion methods."
"I am afraid my meager skills are not worthy of your Dharma Eye."
Although these words were harsh, Lin Yang could tell that this Old goat was simply unconvinced by him.
It was no wonder that an old expert who had studied alchemy for a lifetime would feel uncomfortable being surpassed by a newcomer using a completely different approach.
Lin Yang's expression remained unchanged: "Clan Chief Yang is too modest. How could a rising star like me compare to the foundation passed down through generations in the Breaking Clan?"
Although he knew these words were flattery, they were flattering just right, which made Yang Wudi's expression soften quite a bit.
But most importantly, the other party did not seem to be here to find fault.
He did not even mention the matter of the potions being cracked.
Just saying it was an exchange was giving him Face.
Since things had reached this point, no matter how stubborn Yang Wudi was, he felt embarrassed to continue speaking coldly to Lin Yang.
What's more, there was a Titled Douluo standing behind Lin Yang, and it was the famously short-tempered and moody Poison Douluo.
He had to give some Face regardless.
Thinking of this, although Yang Wudi still kept his Face stiff, his tone was not so blunt: "How do you want to exchange?"
After a pause, he added another sentence: "I will say the ugly words upfront. If you are here to probe the alchemy Legacy of my Breaking Clan, then I advise you to give up that thought."
Hearing this, Lin Yang's Face instead carried a hint of a smile, full of confidence but not appearing arrogant: "Senior, rest assured. Although I am slightly interested in alchemy, the Butterfly House's potions have their own unique aspects."
"To speak without modesty, the fact that Butterfly House potions are now spread across the continent is enough to prove their excellence."
These words were spoken lightly, but they carried great weight.
Yang Wudi snorted coldly but did not refute.
Because he knew in his heart that what this kid said was indeed the truth.
Regarding the two potions currently circulating on the market, Soul Returning and Soul Burning, he did not know how long he had studied them, and the more he studied, the more shocked he became.
Not to mention the ingredients of the potions, just the fact that the effect of every batch of potions was extremely stable was already enough to surprise him.
Unlike traditional alchemy, where one might succeed in four out of ten furnaces, which was considered a high success rate, and even within the same furnace, the potency could vary.
Secondly, there was the output.
The output of Butterfly House potions was extremely astonishing.
This was also an important reason why Butterfly House potions could quickly spread across the entire continent.
Abundant production capacity allowed it to spread and expand without pressure.
Only when the scope of popularization was wide enough and the audience was large enough could it continuously create market demand, rather than being a short-lived flash in the pan.
There were not few secret medicines circulating on the continent, but few people knew about them, and the biggest reason was that the output was not enough.
With only a few people in the audience, how could the market be expanded?
If they were to reach the output of the Butterfly House.
Even if everyone in the Breaking Clan were pulled over to refine medicine twenty-four hours a day without stopping, it would still be less than one-tenth of the Butterfly House's output.
They were humans, not machines.
And if they really did that, the loss of medicinal herbs alone would be an astronomical figure, enough to make the entire clan lose everything down to their underwear.
What puzzled him even more was that the ingredients of those potions were precise to a near-harsh degree.
One part less and it would be weak; one part more and it would be useless. Only by being perfectly accurate could one make that kind of potion with perfect effects.
This kind of precise control to the extreme made an old hand like him, who had refined medicine for a lifetime, itch with curiosity.
Yang Wudi was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and dropped a sentence: "Follow me."
Lin Yang picked up Aura and followed.
Passing through two courtyards, Yang Wudi brought him to an independent stone room.
The stone room was cut from a single piece of bluestone, without windows, and only a thick stone door was tightly closed.
Yang Wudi pressed a switch, and the stone door slowly opened with a heavy friction sound, and a faint medicinal fragrance drifted out from the crack of the door.
"This is..." Lin Yang was a little surprised.
"Alchemy Room," Yang Wudi said without looking back, "Since you said you want to exchange, then speak with real ability. Let me see if the famous Butterfly House is just a hollow reputation."
Lin Yang was stunned, then smiled and said: "Okay!"
Walking into the stone room, Lin Yang saw a bronze Medicine Cauldron half a person high, with a fierce earth fire burning beneath it.
But for some reason, staying in this stone room did not feel hot, and the temperature of the stone room remained within a constant range.
Yang Wudi seemed to see Lin Yang's surprise and said casually: "This was designed by a good friend of mine. That guy, if nothing else, really has a knack for building houses."
Lin Yang muttered to himself: "The Defense Clan has this ability?"
Should he ask someone from the Defense Clan to renovate the Butterfly House sometime?
Especially his laboratory, it didn't need to be too high-end, just following this standard would be fine.
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