Playing for Bigger Stakes

In the end, Dugu Bo said only those four words, then raised his cup and drained it in one go.

Zhou Qiubai put the two Spirit Bones back into his storage ring and said seriously, "Senior Dugu, we plan to put these two Spirit Bones up for auction."

Dugu Bo had been about to pour himself a second cup when his hand froze. "What did you say?"

"Auction them." Zhou Qiubai repeated himself. "We won't be putting up the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone left behind when the Swordback Dragon sacrificed itself. That one is for Elder Yang Wudi. With the Breaking Clan's inherited Martial Soul paired with that Spirit Bone, its power can rise to another level. But Tang Hao's two Spirit Bones? We'll use them to make a statement."

Dugu Bo set down the wine jug. "Do you know what you're doing? Publicly auctioning Clear Sky Sect's inherited Spirit Bones is no different from slapping Clear Sky Sect across the face. Though Clear Sky Sect has sealed off its mountain, its foundation remains. Tang Yuehua is still outside, and at least two or three old monsters at the Title Douluo level remain among their elders. Aren't you afraid they'll settle the score with you?"

"What's there to fear?" Zhou Qiubai smiled, his expression carrying both a young man's boldness and the certainty of someone who had weathered storms. "I killed Tang Hao. If Clear Sky Sect wants revenge, they can come find me. But if they really do send someone, I'd like to ask them this: when Tang Hao betrayed the sect back then, didn't Clear Sky Sect publicly announce that he had been expelled? Since he was expelled, then logically, these two inherited Spirit Bones no longer belong to Clear Sky Sect, right?"

Dugu Bo opened his