"Two seniors, this Soul Bone should belong to you." Ji Bo held the Soul Bone in both hands and presented it to Han Yu.
He understood clearly that if the two seniors wanted this Soul Bone and he failed to realize it, he would most likely die in this forest. He was not greedy to begin with. The two seniors helping him obtain a Soul Ring was already an immense favor—how could he dare covet a Soul Bone as well?
In truth, Han Yu and Di Tian did not care about it at all.
Perhaps Han Yu might have accepted it in the past. However, after destroying Sea God Island, he had found quite a few Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Bones. Although a Saber-Toothed Tiger's Soul Bone was rare, Han Yu had over two hundred similar pieces. In fact, if he wanted them, Di Tian would also hand over some of the Soul Bones in his collection.
Di Tian gave an awkward laugh and said indifferently, "Take it and play with it yourself."
"Senior Di Tian." Ji Bo was filled with gratitude. However, before Han Yu expressed his stance, he could not claim the Soul Bone for himself.
Han Yu said, "Although a Saber-Toothed Tiger's Soul Bone is rare, it is not irreplaceable. Twenty-seven thousand years is still a little too low. Keep it."
"Thank you, seniors. Thank you, seniors." Ji Bo was overwhelmed with gratitude.
Han Yu reminded him, "You are not getting this Soul Bone for nothing. Next, we will continue deeper into Evil Demon Forest. Consider this Soul Bone your payment for guiding us."
"If we encounter danger, we will do our best to ensure your safety. But if you deliberately cause trouble yourself, then pray for your own luck."
Ji Bo nodded repeatedly. "Rest assured, Senior Han. I