Rules Must Not Be Broken

"Don't leave tonight." Dugu Bo cradled his teacup. "Yanyan isn't here, so it's just this old man in the residence. You two just returned to Heaven Dou City, and the inns must be packed. Rather than squeezing into those lodgings filled with nobles and officials, you might as well make do here for the night. I've heard quite a bit about what you've been doing in the east these past few years. There are some things I'd like to hear from you in person."

Zhou Qiubai glanced at Yang Guyun. Yang Guyun said nothing.

Zhou Qiubai turned back and nodded at Dugu Bo.

"Alright."

That night, Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun told Dugu Bo about what had happened after he left.

But when he heard that Zhou Qiubai's seventh spirit ring was a Hundred-Thousand-Year one...

Fuck, was that even reasonable?

So this was what they called a child of destiny. This was a true child of destiny!

Compared to Zhou Qiubai, Tang San's coaxed sacrifice was nothing.

This guy had straight-up beaten someone into submission.

The difference between the two was immediately obvious.

The Tang Clan?

It was shit.

"This old man has lived for most of his life and never even caught a glimpse of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Yet you two actually got one to sacrifice itself willingly." He shook his head, his tone full of emotion but without a trace of envy. "Soul Saints! How many years has it been? Back then, one of you was a Soul Ancestor and the other a Soul King, but now you're both Soul Saints. At your age, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast could have taken my life."

Yang Guyun rarely interrupted. "Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts~."

Dugu Bo froze for a moment, then pointed at Yang Guyun. "You little