Chapter Seven Hundred Ninety-Three
"Hundred Spirits Grass?"
Tang Hongye's face suddenly flashed a trace of embarrassment as he stammered.
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes and spoke in a deep voice, "What's the matter? It was your Tang Family who orchestrated the tournament. I won the tournament. Could it be that your Tang Family still wants to go back on your word?"
"Master Long, how would our Tang Family dare to renege!"
Tang Hongye hurriedly knelt down and said, "Please, Master, do not misunderstand."
"If you don't want to go back on your word, then bring it out," Long Xiaoshan said. His purpose in visiting the Tang Family was for the Hundred Spirits Grass. His soul had yet to recover ever since it split off a Second Prime Spirit last time.
Thus, he was determined to obtain the Hundred Spirits Grass, as the Longevity Art's cultivation technique had strict requirements for the soul.
Besides, the damage to his soul also affected his Heavenly Eye and other divine skills.
