Compensation: Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone

"Brother Xiaoyao, since you know so much about the Earth Three Sects, then I'll have to trouble you to seek justice for Rongrong, and make this damn fatty who tried to do something improper to me pay the price."

Ning Rongrong thought it over—

and still handed the decision to the man she loved.

In any case, she had not suffered any real loss, so she might as well demand all the good things left behind after the Blazing Sect's destruction.

When the time came, she could give them to Li Xiaoyao to help him grow stronger, and also fill up her little treasury as her future dowry.

"All right! Sister Rongrong, no problem!"

"Dean Flender, what do you think?"

Li Xiaoyao agreed to Ning Rongrong's request.

He turned to look at Flender and waited for his response.

"Fine! As long as it isn't too excessive!"

Flender nodded in agreement.

Today's matter had to be dealt with one way or another.

Rather than waiting until things blew up—

it would be better to settle it early.

"Good! In that case, I'll state the conditions on Sister Rongrong's behalf."

After receiving both sides' agreement, Li Xiaoyao sank into thought as well.

A moment later, he knew what demand he should make.

"Dean Flender, since Nine Emperor Douluo entrusted Ma Hongjun to you before he fell, I assume that after you gathered his remains, you must still have Nine Emperor Douluo's Soul Bones.

As long as you hand over one Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone as compensation, then today's matter ends here."

After a pause, Li Xiaoyao continued.

"Of course, Dean Flender, there's no need for you to say anything unnecessary.

Nine Emperor Douluo was, after all, a ninety-seventh-rank peak Douluo in life. A powerhouse of that realm would definitely have a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone on him."

"After Nine Emperor Douluo fell, the Soul Bones inside his body would certainly have been removed and passed down.

Using one Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone to calm the anger of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seems perfectly reasonable to me."

For a ninety-seventh-rank peak Douluo, if someone said Nine Emperor Douluo did not have a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone on him, Li Xiaoyao would never believe it even if he were beaten to death.

Perhaps the Soul Tool shop Flender ran in Suotuo City was something left behind after Nine Emperor Douluo's death.

"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone?"

Li Xiaoyao's proposal made everyone present cry out in shock.

And everyone's reactions were different.

Xiao Wu's disgust and resistance.

Tang San's burning greed.

Dai Mubai's stunned shock.

Oscar's envy and jealousy.

Good heavens. Truly good heavens.

None of them had expected Ma Hongjun—the damn fatty—to still have such a rich inheritance waiting for him.

This really was—enough to make them die of envy.

"Using one Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone as compensation?"

"Brother Xiaoyao, that idea of yours is pretty good!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up.

A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone had the honored name of a Blood River Treasure.

Not only could it raise one's Soul Power Level, it also came with a powerful ten-thousand-year soul skill. To a Soul Master, it could be called a heaven-defying opportunity.

"Flender, this young lady agrees to this demand!"

Ning Rongrong looked at Flender with great forcefulness.

"A... a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone..."

"This... this... this..."

Flender's heart was extremely conflicted.

Not to mention, it really was true.

After Nine Emperor Douluo fell, he had indeed told him about the Soul Bones.

Inside his storage Soul Tool were the things Nine Emperor Douluo had left behind after his death.

Among them were three damaged Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones.

Aside from that, there were also many Ancient Soul Tools whose functions even he could not figure out.

And these were the relics Nine Emperor Douluo had collected throughout his life, which he had specifically entrusted before his death to be handed over in full to Ma Hongjun once he had grown enough to stand on his own.

While everyone's attention was drawn by the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, a fierce greed could be seen hidden deep in Tang San's eyes.

"Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones—Blood River Treasures like these ending up in the hands of trash like Ma Hongjun is simply a reckless waste of heaven's gifts.

Treasures like these can only reveal their true value in the hands of me, Tang San!"

"Li Xiaoyao's Space Soul Bone Skill is far too bizarre. I have no way of seizing it at all.

But Ma Hongjun's aptitude is mediocre. These Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones in his hands are nothing but a pure waste.

I'll set my sights on this instead. I must think of a way to take these good things for myself!"

He could not beat Li Xiaoyao, but could it be that he could not handle Ma Hongjun either?

A Blood River Treasure like a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!

He was determined to get it.

Besides, he was doing this for Ma Hongjun's own good.

A Blood River Treasure like a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, something capable of triggering a war between the two great empires, would only bring fatal disaster to Ma Hongjun if it stayed in his hands.

Only in Tang San's hands could the war between the two great empires be avoided.

Everything he, Tang San, did was for the peace of Douluo Continent.

Taking the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was merely carrying out justice on behalf of heaven, while conveniently resolving the deadly disaster hanging over Ma Hongjun.

Mm! That was right! That was exactly how it was.

After all, he was Tang San, the Pure and Clean.

Everything he did was a symbol of justice, while those enemies and resisters were all beings born evil.

Seeing Flender acting so hesitant—

Li Xiaoyao spread his hands and spoke.

"Dean Flender, that's the compensation demand. If you have a better way to compensate, you can actually bring it up too, so everyone can discuss it together."

The unspoken meaning—

Choose between the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and Ma Hongjun.

"This..."

"Can't there be some other way to compensate?"

Flender's gaze swept toward Ma Hongjun, who had passed out, then he looked again at Ning Rongrong, whose attitude was extremely firm.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment, he truly did not know how to refute it.

One Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone to calm the anger of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and at the same time buy Ma Hongjun's life.

To be honest, this compensation plan was not excessive.

But the problem was that these Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones had all been left to Ma Hongjun by Nine Emperor Douluo.

Once he handed over a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, he would have gone against Nine Emperor Douluo's dying entrustment...

But if he did not hand over a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, then Ma Hongjun would die.

Perhaps everyone in Shrek Academy would end up being hunted down by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

This—really was quite a dilemma.

"Flender, you don't need to put on that expression!

Even if the soul bones Nine Emperor Douluo left behind are with you, these Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones must have been damaged after a bitter, brutal battle.

Maybe the effects of their soul bone skills have also been reduced by more than half. Keeping them in your hands would just make them useless burdens.

Why not hand one over to resolve the grudge between Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun? Even if Nine Emperor Douluo knew about it in the afterlife, he would say it was making the best use of things."

Li Xiaoyao spoke with perfect logic.

It was as if he had stood to the side and personally witnessed that one-sided battle between Nine Emperor Douluo and Qian Daoliu, even knowing every detail of how the soul bones had been damaged.

"Li Xiaoyao, oh Li Xiaoyao!"

"I'm really curious—just what is your identity and origin?"

"I never thought you would even know about the damaged soul bones. Are you really not someone from Spirit Hall?"

Flender looked at Li Xiaoyao with an extremely complicated expression.

In response, Li Xiaoyao merely smiled, then said something else that made Flender lose control of his emotions.

All that was heard was—