She did not press the matter.
As the Pope of Spirit Hall, she had her own pride.
Since the other party had refused, she would not cling to him relentlessly.
But neither did she give up just like that.
"Liu Bai."
Liu Bai looked at her.
Bibi Dong spoke slowly.
"You have three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings."
"That means you have three Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bones."
Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bones were legendary existences.
Every single one was enough to drive any Soul Master mad.
Although Soul Rings could not be taken, Spirit Bones could be stripped away and absorbed by others.
Liu Bai said nothing, merely watching her.
Bibi Dong continued.
"With such temptation, no one on the entire continent can resist."
"Only Spirit Hall can protect you."
The entire venue fell silent.
Countless gazes settled on Liu Bai, waiting for his answer.
Liu Bai looked at her, then smiled. His smile was faint, yet it made Bibi Dong narrow her eyes slightly.
With a lift of his hand, a fiery red torso bone appeared out of thin air in his palm. The bone was crimson like blood, its surface flowing with dark golden patterns. The instant it appeared, a fierce, scorching aura spread out, causing quite a few people nearby to instinctively take a step back.
A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone—the Blood Wing Dragon Snake Torso Bone!
Liu Bai spoke calmly.
"You want a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone? No problem. Come and take it! But this Spirit Bone is not something you can simply take away!"
He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the entire venue. In an instant, an indescribable pressure enveloped the whole area. It was not the release of his aura, but simply the release of his soul power—a difference that