That night.
Shi Yi returned to his dormitory and looked over the heap of miscellaneous items filling Tang San's Soul Tool. He could not help but sigh inwardly. So many things he had once desperately wanted but could never obtain now lay one by one inside this Soul Tool.
"Those who kill and loot grow rich indeed. The ancients did not deceive us. In life, you still have to rely on yourself. Relying on others will always leave you wanting something you cannot obtain, but as long as you plan properly, anything is possible. Xiao Wu's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was not wasted after all."
Shi Yi knew very well that someone like Tang San would most likely come looking for him over what had happened before. Shi Yi had even made the necessary preparations. He had originally intended to bring out the explanation he had prepared during their conversation, but he had not expected Tang San to actually dare attack him, his Senior Disciple Brother, without asking why after Dai Mubai provoked him. If Shi Yi had not seized Tang San's opportunities first, he might truly have become a ghost beneath Tang San's hands.
Thinking of this, Shi Yi felt even more strongly that killing Xiao Wu had been an extremely correct choice. Opportunities vanished in an instant. It was exceedingly rare for neither Tang San nor Tang Hao to be around. The known Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts on the continent could be counted on one hand. Gathering a full set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones was no simple matter.
As for the ferocious beasts within the Star Dou Great Forest, who would dare touch them with a bug-level existence like Di Tian there? In its eyes, the Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Bull Python were at