"Heh!"
"Interesting!"
Bibi Dong suddenly laughed.
She shifted in her chair.
She crossed her left leg over her right and raised it high.
"Grand Pontiff, I never thought I'd see the day when you'd come to me to discuss something."
"This Pope is quite curious. What is it you want to discuss with me?"
"This Pope is all ears!"
Hearing the sarcasm in Bibi Dong's voice, Qian Daoliu's expression barely changed.
Calmly, he stated his purpose.
"Would you be willing to hand over the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud?"
"Feel free to name your conditions!"
Qian Daoliu asked in a conciliatory tone.
Half an hour earlier,
Bo Saixi had come to see him.
Qian Daoliu was also deeply curious about the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud.
What secrets did it hold?
Bo Saixi had come all this way for it, and was even willing to offer two Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones in exchange.
Qian Daoliu couldn't refuse Bo Saixi's request.
But he knew even better how much Bibi Dong detested him.
"Oh? Heh. Grand Pontiff, you spend all your time in Angel Hall. Why are you interested in the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud?"
Bibi Dong asked.
"Two Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones!" Qian Daoliu didn't want to explain at length.
"A complete set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones!"
Bibi Dong was even more direct, making no attempt to spare Qian Daoliu's feelings.
Ye Yuan'er drew a sharp breath beside them.
Two Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones!
The Grand Pontiff really was wealthy—he even had Soul Bones to spare!
A complete set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones? Her Holiness the Pope was asking for the moon!
A complete set meant six Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones, each from a different part of the body.
That was simply impossible.
The Pope