"They suspect Potian collected the debt to buy that soul bone?"
Second Elder understood, his old face turning frosty.
Fine, suspect all you want, but what was the point of using all that stuff that couldn't be quickly converted into cash to settle the debt?
"More than that. They probably suspect that soul bone is close to a hundred thousand years old. They're worried that after Potian refines it, he'll break through his bottleneck and become a Titled Douluo.
"Even Clear Sky Sect wants that soul bone!"
Fourth Elder sneered. He understood as well.
The members of their Breaking Clan might be rather straightforward by nature, but they were no fools. Especially not at their age—what hadn't they seen? Did those people really think he couldn't see through such petty schemes?
"Can the little boat of friendship really capsize just like that?"
Rubbing his forehead, Tian Hao truly had not expected such a melodramatic turn of events. Could this be the consequence of Yang Potian having read that copy of Thousand Core Competencies of Martial Soul and having all his luck squeezed dry?
Was it really that much of a scam?
"In a sense, this is also a good thing. No matter how our Breaking Clan was subdued by Clear Sky Sect back then, we have indeed lived under Clear Sky Sect's wing all these years. Now that Clear Sky Sect has declined, it is the perfect chance for us to become independent, but it would also be easy for us to be branded as ungrateful.
"It would be best if Clear Sky Sect took the initiative to create a conflict with us and did something excessive, giving us sufficient justification to break away cleanly.
"You understand what I mean, right?"
With a turn of thought, Tian Hao came up