The hunt went smoothly.
After half a day, Gu Feng successfully finished absorbing the Soul Ring.
When Gu Feng finished absorbing it and opened his eyes, he spotted a Soul Bone beneath the corpse's left leg.
"Left leg bone. You're quite something, kid. This is your first time coming out with His Highness the Holy Son, and you've already gotten a Soul Bone."
Yue Guan patted Gu Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile.
Even Titled Douluo had pitifully few Soul Bones, let alone Soul Masters below their rank.
A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was beyond measure in value. Selling it could make an ordinary person rich and set them on the road to the peak of life.
"His Highness the Holy Son, this Soul Bone..."
Holding the Soul Bone, Gu Feng looked utterly resolute. Without the slightest hesitation, he offered it to the other man, but before he could finish...
Ye Guyue cut him off. "Keep it. The Soul Bone is yours to begin with. Besides, if you're going to assist me wholeheartedly, you'll need enough strength. You'll have a lot to do when you're promoted to Platinum Bishop, and you'll need this Soul Bone."
Gu Feng's eyes reddened. No one else would have said such things; Ye Guyue, on the other hand, had actually done it.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Holy Son," Gu Feng said gratefully, nearly dropping to his knees.
"That's enough for now. I have some routine matters to take care of. Dong'er, go back to Spirit Hall with Elder Yue and Elder Gui."
Ye Guyue pulled his arm from between Bibi Dong's quivering breasts.
"Where are you going, husband? Can't Dong'er come with you?" Bibi Dong asked.
"This is personal business. I'll be back at Spirit Hall soon," Ye Guyue said.