"Seriously? A Prism Ball? With that, you could directly catch a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast as a guardian beast for your sect. Even a third-rate sect could instantly become one of the upper three sects!"
"Say no more! I've already teamed up with a few brothers! Even if we can't take first place, third place still gets us three hundred-year soul bones and a High-Grade Gulu Ball! That's a massive profit!"
The moment Li Pu heard the words "Prism Ball," the teacup in his hand clattered onto the table. Tea spilled all over his pants, yet he did not even notice.
Bai Ci froze mid-wipe, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes.
Xiao Chengu abruptly tightened his grip on his wine cup. Chilly sword aura leaked out unconsciously, dropping the temperature around them by several degrees and making the candle flame on the table flicker.
Seeing the instant change in all three of their expressions, Lin Yue raised an eyebrow. "What? You're interested in this Prism Ball too?"
"Interested? That's a Prism Ball!" Li Pu shot to his feet, rubbing his hands excitedly. "It has a one-hundred-percent chance of catching a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast! And it can even share talents! Isn't that even stronger than the original setting?"
Bai Ci chuckled. The Demon-Extinguishing Golden Toad at his fingertips suddenly grew slightly hot, and its white gemstone eyes faintly glowed red. A cold killing intent flashed through his eyes as he said in a somewhat teasing tone, "It's not just the Prism Ball. The Asura God said that the Continental Young Soul Master Tournament is where the most Outerworld Heavenly Demons have gathered. We can use the competition as an excuse to wipe those people out in one go."
"Besides," he paused and licked his lips, "with so many transmigrators gathered together,