As soon as he finished speaking, a soft footstep came from the depths of the secret room.
The voice was neither hurried nor slow, each step seeming to tread on the heartbeats of the crowd, carrying an invisible sense of pressure.
A figure slowly walked out.
The newcomer was dressed in black, and his face was still that familiar boyish face, but his temperament had undergone a complete transformation.
His eyes were no longer clear and resolute as they once were, but rather a deep, unfathomable darkness that seemed to suck in one's very soul.
“Mistress, you…” Flander opened his mouth, but the rest of the words got stuck in his throat.
He was horrified to discover that Tang San's soul power was actually higher than Dai Mubai's!
He had already reached level 63 in soul power!
Tang San's gaze swept over Flander's newly fused right arm, then looked at Dai Mubai's brand-new black spirit ring, and finally landed on the left leg bone.
"Teacher, did you call me?"
His voice was calm and even, revealing no emotion.
Yu Xiaogang pointed at the soul bone, a hint of testing in his eyes:
"This left leg bone of the Vajra Demon Ape is about 15,000 years old. It is a pure power-type soul bone, which does not conflict with the direction of your Blue Silver Grass after its mutation."
What do you think?
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's heart tightened, and he stared intently at the soul bone without saying a word.
Of course he wanted it; he dreamed of it.
But he knew even more clearly that this thing was Tang San's spoils of war, and without Tang San, none of this would have been possible.
Tang San walked over, bent down, picked up the soul bone, and weighed it in his hand.
A surge of power emanated from his bones, carrying with it all the resentment and rage of the Vajra Demon Ape before its death.
Good stuff, really good stuff.
Unfortunately, it's from too early in the year.
A hint of disapproval flashed through Tang San's mind.
Fifteen thousand years is an incredible sum for Dai Mubai now, but for him, it's barely worth mentioning.
His goal is a 100,000-year-old soul ring and a 100,000-year-old soul bone!
Ever since he learned of the possibility of becoming a god, every piece of his soul bone in the future must be a cornerstone that can support him to ascend to the altar, and there must be no shortcomings.
This kind of stuff will only lower the quality of his entire set of soul bones.
"The strength attribute is indeed quite good."
Tang San raised his head, a perfectly timed smile on his face, and handed the soul bone to Dai Mubai, "However, it is more suitable for Mubai."
"Huh? Mistress, this..."
Dai Mubai was stunned, both surprised and taken aback.
"Your White Tiger Martial Soul is inherently an offensive type, pursuing the ultimate burst of power and strength. This left leg bone can greatly enhance your speed and leg attack power, complementing your own Soul Skills perfectly."
Tang San's analysis was reasonable and well-founded, as if it were entirely based on the interests of the team.
"My current attack methods are sufficient, so we don't need that for the time being. Improving the overall strength of the team is the most important thing."
Flanders watched from the sidelines, nodding secretly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Look at that! That's what vision and leadership are all about!
Just moments ago, I was agonizing over a single soul bone, but compared to my mistress, I'm worlds apart.
A hint of approval flickered in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He believed that Tang San had weighed the pros and cons and made the best choice for the team's future.
Only Tang San himself knew that he simply... looked down on it.
"But……"
Dai Mubai was still hesitating.
"Alright, enough with the 'buts'!"
Flander slapped Dai Mubai on the back and chuckled:
"The mistress has spoken, why are you still being polite?"
"Hurry up, let's finish absorbing it so we can move on to the next step! My new arm is still itchy, I want to find a place to test its power!"
"Thank you, mistress!"
Dai Mubai no longer refused; he solemnly accepted the soul bone and bowed deeply to Tang San.
This is his fifth soul bone! Skull, right arm bone, right leg bone, left arm bone... plus this left leg bone, he only needs the last torso bone to complete a set of soul bones!
Once all the Soul Masters are gathered, their strength will experience a qualitative leap!
Dai Mubai wasted no more time, immediately sat down, placed the soul bone on his left leg, and guided the soul power to begin absorbing it.
With previous experience, this time I was even more adept at it.
A dark golden light flickered as the soul bone, brimming with explosive power, gradually merged into his body.
The secret room fell silent for a moment.
Flander felt the power boost from his new soul bone and was overjoyed.
Yu Xiaogang sat down again, closed his eyes and pondered the theoretical details of "resentment condensing into soul bones," trying to perfect it.
Tang San stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the soul beasts still struggling in the black grass, as if he were looking at a field of crops waiting to be harvested.
An hour later, Dai Mubai suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.
He leaped up and lightly stomped his left leg.
"boom!"
He stepped into the hard rock and created a shallow pit, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards.
"Such powerful strength!" Dai Mubai's eyes blazed with ecstatic joy.
Just then, hurried footsteps and a respectful announcement from a guard came from outside the stone door of the secret chamber.
"Your Highness! I have important news to report!"
Your Highness? Flander paused for a moment, then looked at Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
The stone door was pushed open, and a guard dressed in the standard armor of the Star Luo Empire strode in, knelt on one knee, and looked anxious.
"Reporting to the Crown Prince!"
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