Chen Xiaojun then looked around, a hint of teasing in his smile. "So, as for the remaining four soul bones, does anyone else want them?"
All around them, it was completely quiet. No one answered.
Seeing this, Chen Xiaojun could not help laughing despite himself, his tone carrying a bit of banter. "Heh, looks like no one thinks much of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones anymore. Your standards are getting higher and higher."
Zhu Wuneng wiped the grease still lingering at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and chuckled foolishly. "Young master, your own soul bones are all rare items over fifty thousand years old. If we took ten thousand year soul bones, wouldn't that be embarrassing you?"
Chen Mu also joked along, "Sixth Child, following you really does mean there's always a chance to strike it rich. These soul bones don't need to be divided anymore, do they?"
Ma Liang nodded repeatedly from the side and said with deep agreement, "Fifth Brother really said exactly what was in my heart."
Seeing this, Chen Xiaojun shook his head helplessly, then said, "All right. Since everyone is being so modest, after we return, we'll hand these soul bones and all the spoils of war over to the clan together for handling. They'll be exchanged into the corresponding points and gold coins, then distributed to everyone. How does that sound?"
When everyone heard this, they all nodded in agreement.
At that moment, Su Ningxia lightly stepped forward. "Young master, the spoils of war this time aren't limited to those soul beast corpses. We went to the Blazing Light Guardian Beast's lair with Teacher Zhang and found quite a few good things."
As she spoke, she waved her hand lightly, and several dazzling streaks of radiance traced graceful arcs through the