"How about we hire people from Shrek Academy to hunt the spirit beast? It'd save time."
Most Soul Saints weren't short on money, but Flender clearly wasn't among them. Then there was the clan chief of the Speed Clan. They all had their own "principles" and disdained amassing wealth.
It was feasible, sure, but...
How were they supposed to explain Tang Yin absorbing a fifty-thousand-year ring as his "third ring"? And more importantly, if a Spirit Bone dropped, how would they deal with that?
Flender had been famous for years, had rich combat experience, and possessed a flying bird-type martial soul. If he also brought Zhao Wuji and the others along, the three of them would be in serious trouble.
"The others are fine, but that Zhao Wuji has outstanding defense and even has the nickname Immovable Ming King."
"I heard he escaped after being surrounded and attacked by over a dozen Spirit Hall soul masters of the same level."
"Was it Spirit Hall? Why do I remember him having a conflict with Titan from the Slave Clan?"
"Who knows? They keep changing it all the time. The old version was that he had a grudge against Spirit Hall, and the current version is that it's with the Slave Clan."
After discussing it back and forth, the three temporarily gave up on the idea of hiring several people from Shrek.
They waited for over half a month. The three of them raised the reward twice, increasing it to three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, but still almost no one took the job. During that period, Zhou Xuefeng went back once. Before Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul awakened, the nourishment of her meridians had to be kept as regular as possible, so the final result wouldn't become unstable.
"How about we just