A Humanoid Spirit Beast Becomes a Prize

"Pope, you summoned us from so far away to Spirit City just to change these competition rules?"

Yu Yuanzhen frowned, his tone full of surprise.

He had thought Qian Renxue's summons must concern some major matter affecting the continent's balance of power. He had never expected it to be such a "trifle," and his disdain deepened.

"Of course, that is not all—what comes next is the real main event."

At his words, the curve of Qian Renxue's lips grew more profound, and an eerie glint flashed through her eyes.

"I assume you all still remember how Spirit Hall completely slaughtered the Clear Sky Sect?"

Qian Renxue's gaze swept across the hall, while her voice exploded within it like thunder.

The moment those words fell, Dai Tianfeng, Prince Xue Xing, and the others changed expression dramatically.

Even Ning Fengzhi, who had maintained a gentle expression all along, suddenly looked extremely grim. Beside him, Sword Douluo's sword energy stirred faintly.

Everyone knew that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Bone Douluo had fallen in that conflict with Spirit Hall.

Ning Fengzhi himself had even been forced to admit that "Bone Douluo was an Evil Spirit Master."

He had never forgotten that humiliation and pain.

"It seems everyone remembers that matter vividly."

"Then I shall be direct—the rewards for this Spirit Master Competition will be five soul bones recovered from the Clear Sky Sect, each more than fifty thousand years old."

Qian Renxue watched their varying expressions, her tone calm yet filled with overwhelming pressure.

"Fifty-thousand-year soul bones?"

"Five of them?"

"You are not joking, are you?"

A wave of sharp breaths rose through the hall. Everyone was utterly stunned by the news.

Soul bones were already exceedingly rare treasures on Douluo Continent. Soul bones over fifty thousand years old were even rarer, things