At that, Mo Yuan's eyes lit up. What a great Soul Skill! It could hide his identity and block Mental Attribute attacks—an essential tool for killing and looting, and a must-have for home!
If he used it well, he could even create a new identity.
But everything in the world had its pros and cons, and an eighth-rank peak Soul Tool was no exception.
"Although the Soul Skill 'Nameless Shadow' is powerful, it comes with two drawbacks. First, because the Soul Bone is defective, the Soul Tool's Core Array can only reach the eighth-rank peak. So, to activate Night's Shelter, you need a massive amount of Soul Power."
"But my father said that if the Soul Bone could be repaired and we found a Level 9 Soul Instructor, Night's Shelter could be upgraded to the level of a Level 9 Soul Tool."
Mo Yuan wasn't surprised at all. That was only natural. If anything or anyone had only benefits and no drawbacks—or if someone only mentioned the benefits and not the drawbacks—then someone was definitely up to something.
"As for the second drawback... The Stygian River Raven was naturally deceitful and brutal, so the Head Soul Bone it produced inherited those traits. Once you put on Night's Shelter, you can't help but give off an evil aura. It... it makes it easy for people to mistake you for an Evil Soul Master."
As Bai Yi spoke, he cautiously glanced at Mo Yuan, afraid the other man might take offense. After all, people on the Douluo Continent treated Evil Soul Masters with ruthless hostility. Any decent person would do well to have nothing to do with them.
But then Bai Yi froze. Mo Yuan didn't show the slightest reaction—in fact, he even seemed a little disdainful.
What Bai Yi didn't know