The Strongest Spear and the Hardest Shield! (Part 1)

Looking at the Torso Soul Bone in his palm, whose aura resembled his own, Chen Sican was momentarily stunned. He had already absorbed five Soul Bones: two Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones and three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bones. Of the two Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, only one had been taken from Demon Dragon Fourth Elder. He just so happened to be lacking a Torso Soul Bone, and having only just broken through to the Titled Douluo realm, his Soul Power was merely rank 91. If he absorbed this Soul Bone, he could conservatively estimate that he would break through to rank 92.

At that thought, he could barely wait to fight Jing Hang. He could not beat Old Ye or Lao Yang, but surely he could beat Jing Hang now.

"Thanks, sis-in-law!"

After thanking her, Chen Sican immediately vanished from the spot with his wife in his arms, leaving behind only a faint breeze.

The remaining three girls stayed where they were, looking at one another with awkward expressions.

"Uh, did I not finish what I was saying?"

"I was going to tell Lao Chen to come over for dinner tonight, but I guess there's no need now?"

Han Nuan stood there awkwardly, at a complete loss.

"What are those two doing? We can just go ourselves. Besides, with Lao Chen's sharp nose, he'll show up on his own once it's mealtime."

Qiao Na remained as carefree as ever. She exerted strength with both arms, dark purple light flickering around her body, and in an instant, she brought the other two girls to a familiar place.

Jiahe Plaza.

The owner of the lottery shop was startled when three women suddenly appeared in front of his store, making his legs tremble.

Only after confirming that the three young women before him