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"Furthermore, since that place is related to Rakshasa Ruins, and it's just inviting Pope to have a look, without doing anything, how much risk can there be?"
"I'll go. Don't worry."
These words are still echoing in Yue Guan's mind.
And now, Old Ghost pushed both Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone to him without hesitation...
And--
Gui Mei pushed the two pieces of Spirit Bone in the direction of Yue Guan and said seriously:
"I've given it all to you. Just absorb it."
Yue Guan was stunned.
Gui Mei looked at him with a hint of sincerity in his tone:
"With the blessing of these two pieces of Spirit Bone, you will soon be able to break through level ninety-seven."
Yue Guan looked at him blankly, an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.
Give them all to him?
These are two pieces of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone! They are the treasures that countless Soul Masters dream of!
Old Ghost Just... give it all to him?
He took a deep breath, shook his head, reached out and pushed the two Spirit Bone back, and said firmly:
"No. You found this and it should be yours."
Gui Mei frowned and said eagerly:
"Old Chrysanthemum, why are you being polite to me? Take it!"
"No." Yue Guan insisted, with a serious look on his face, "Your talent is not as good as mine, but now I have improved my qualifications because of that Immortal Herb. These two Spirit Bone are more useful to you."
Gui Mei heard this, the muscles on his face twitched, and he said unconvinced:
"My talent is not as good as yours? Old Chrysanthemum, I don't like hearing what you are saying..."
"That's the truth." Yue Guan interrupted him, with a look of helplessness, "How many years have you been stuck at level ninety-five? With these two pieces of Spirit Bone, maybe you can break through level ninety-six in one fell swoop."
Gui Mei stared at him with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone:
"What about you? You're not far from ninety-seven. If you drop two Spirit Bone, you might be able to reach ninety-eight!"
"That won't work either..."
The two of them pushed each other and couldn't argue.
In the end, Yue Guan stopped first.
He looked at Gui Mei's serious face, then looked at the two pieces of Spirit Bone on the table, sighed, and said in a gentle tone:
"Let's do this. One piece per person."
Gui Mei frowned and was about to speak, but Yue Guan raised his hand to stop him:
"Stop fighting. Everyone gets one piece, it's fair."
Gui Mei opened his mouth and finally nodded, with a hint of reluctance in his tone:
"... Okay."
The two of them each took a piece and put it in their arms.
Yue Guan held the piece of Spirit Bone that exuded a faint light, feeling the surging energy in it, but a complicated light flashed in his eyes.
Old Ghost is still level ninety-five now.
And because of the Immortal Herb Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum given to him by Young Master, his talent has been greatly improved, and he is now not far from level ninety-seven.
After absorbing this piece of Spirit Bone, it may bring him one step closer, but if he wants to break through to ninety-seven, just relying on this piece of Spirit Bone may not be enough.
Available Old Ghost...
He raised his head and looked at Gui Mei who was examining Spirit Bone in his hand, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
If...
What if he goes to find Young Master and uses this piece of Spirit Bone to find a Immortal Herb for Old Ghost?
Moreover, this mission has been completed. Young Master also said that he can make a condition.
Pope did go to that place and did come out.
As for whether her strength has changed, it remains to be seen.
But at least, he already has a reason to plead in front of Young Master.
Immortal Herb can enhance qualifications, improve talents, and make cultivation more effective with half the effort.
If Old Ghost can get help from a Immortal Herb plant like him, then his cultivation speed will definitely be greatly improved!
By then, the two brothers will be able to go higher and further together!
Once this idea arises, it grows like a weed.
Yue Guan withdrew his gaze, held Spirit Bone in his hand, and secretly made up his mind.
Old Ghost, just wait.
--
The night is getting darker.
In the Pope Palace's quiet room, Bibi Dong is still sitting alone.
She stared at the night sky outside the window, her eyes flickering in the darkness.
After a long time, she stood up.
"Here comes someone."
The palace door opened silently, and a figure appeared respectfully outside the door.
Bibi Dong did not look back, but simply gave instructions:
"Get ready. I'm going on a long trip."
The voice was calm, but it seemed particularly clear in the empty quiet room.
"Yes, His Holiness the Pope."
The palace door closed again.
In the darkness, only Bibi Dong's deep eyes were flickering.
Slaughter City.
She is going there to find the truth.
--
Three days later.
Heaven Dou City's entrance is particularly lively today.
A large crowd of people crowded at the city gate, pushing and pushing to get out of the city.
Most of the crowd were parents with teenage children. Some were couples, some were accompanied by elders at home, and some were organized by sects and led by several elders.
The destination of these people is all the same place - the newly built building thirty kilometers away from Heaven Dou City.
Beichen Academy.
Today is the day when Beichen Academy officially starts enrollment.
At the gate of the city, a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe was pulling a teenage boy and said in an urgent tone:
"Hurry up! What are you waiting for? You won't be able to catch up if you're later!"
The young man was pulled forward by him and staggered forward, muttering:
"Dad, don't drag me, I will leave on my own..."
"Can you walk? If you can walk, you should walk faster!"
The middle-aged man glared at him, his tone full of hatred, "Do you know how many people are going to go today? We are going late, and we can't even sign up!"
On the other side, a woman was squatting down to straighten the collar of her child, and warned her in a gentle tone:
"When you meet the examiner later, you must be polite, okay?"
The child was only eight or nine years old. He nodded vigorously, his little face full of seriousness:
"I know, mother!"
The woman stood up and looked at the faintly visible outline of the building in the distance, her eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety.
Further away, several luxuriously decorated carriages were slowly driving out of the city gate.
Surrounding the carriage were several guards with calm auras, and it was obvious at a glance that they were from a team of some powerful force.
A man who looked like a guard leader walked up to the carriage and whispered respectfully:
"Sect Master, shall we set off now?"
A calm voice came from inside the carriage:
"Well, let's go. If it's too late, we won't be able to catch the opening ceremony."
The guard leader nodded, waved his hand, and the team slowly moved forward.
And at the front of the crowd, there was already a long queue.
A sweaty middle-aged man stood on tiptoes and looked forward, complaining:
"Oh, when will this be scheduled?"
A fat man next to him who seemed quite talkative took over the conversation and said with a bit of pride in his tone:
"Brother, you just arrived, but I arrived early in the morning!"
"Look at those people in front, some of them came last night and waited at the city gate all night!"
When the middle-aged man heard this, the expression on his face suddenly fell, and he couldn't stand it:
"Ah? So exaggerated?"