Jin Yan looked at the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone before him, thinking, Please, don't let it come with a flying soul skill.
Flying soul skills were indeed useful before becoming a Title Douluo, since they could be used to escape. But after reaching that level, they were completely useless.
Jin Yan could not understand how a perfectly good Blue Silver Emperor, instead of staying rooted in the grass, had produced a flying soul skill. Perhaps it was because one desired whatever one lacked.
Or perhaps Blue Silver Grass seeds drifting with the wind counted as flight.
That could explain it too.
He handed the Soul Bone to Qian Renxue.
After all, she had discovered it first. Jin Yan did not lack this particular Soul Bone, so it was necessary to at least make the gesture, whether she wanted it or not.
"Oh? You're being so generous? You're just giving me the Treasure of the Blood River, the continent's prized treasure?"
Qian Renxue teased.
Just as Jin Yan had expected, Qian Renxue had no intention of taking the Soul Bone. To her, it was rather useless.
She still had the Angel God Set Soul Bones to absorb. If she took this one, she could only give it to a subordinate as a reward.
The awkward part was that even if she wanted to reward someone with it, no one was worthy of such treatment.
Her social circle was simply too small. There were only Spirit Hall's seven Worshipers and a handful of elders. Beyond them were the nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Who could she give it to?
Cixue and Snake Lance?
Those two? Forget whether their attributes suited it or not—even if they did, Qian Renxue would not give it to them.
To put it bluntly, with their