BOSS Tang Hao?

Xie Xie looked at Ning Rongrong's dumbfounded expression and smiled.

"The soul beasts in this Spirit Ascension Platform can all drop soul bones."

"It's just that the odds aren't high. It depends on luck."

"Who knew we'd be this lucky? We ran into a three-thousand-year soul beast, and one dropped this quickly."

Ning Rongrong lowered her head and glanced at the lustrous white bone in Tang Wulin's hand, then looked at the spot on the ground where the Lizard Horned Beast had vanished. She swallowed.

"This... this is way too incredible..."

She thought to herself.

"Being able to increase soul ring ages in a virtual space is one thing, but it can even drop soul bones?"

"What kind of place is this Spirit Ascension Platform?"

Tang Wulin turned the soul bone over in his hands and examined it, then raised his head.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and spoke.

"That Lizard Horned Beast had very powerful strength and defense. This soul bone should suit you quite well too."

"Tang Wulin, you should absorb it."

Zhu Zhuqing stood beside them. Though she did not speak, she nodded as well.

Both of their expressions were very serious. They were not being polite; they truly thought so.

Ning Rongrong knew very well that if not for Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, she and Zhu Zhuqing would never have made it this far.

Forget fighting a three-thousand-year soul beast—even dealing with those earlier hundred-year Tusk Pigs had already been more than enough trouble for the two of them.

"The reason we've been able to increase our soul ring ages so much is entirely thanks to them."

Ning Rongrong thought to herself.

"If we still shamelessly tried to share the soul bone..."

She shook her head.

"That would be far too shameless."

When Xie Xie heard Ning Rongrong's words, he smiled and waved his hand.

"The soul bone from this soul beast isn't worthy of our boss."

He glanced at Tang Wulin.

"Right, boss?"

Tang Wulin also smiled and nodded.

"Mm. I have better plans for soul bones."

"I don't need this one for now."

Ning Rongrong froze.

"Better... plans for soul bones?"

She repeated the sentence in her heart, her mind buzzing.

"The drop rate for soul bones is already low to begin with, and finding a soul bone that suits you is even harder."

"So many people never see a single soul bone in their entire lives."

"But Tang Wulin..."

"Just said he didn't want it."

"That's way too extravagant..."

Ning Rongrong looked at Tang Wulin's honest-looking face and suddenly felt that this person was a mystery from head to toe.

Blue Silver Grass martial soul, three thousand-year soul rings, Golden Dragon Claw, and now he was saying he had better plans for soul bones.

"Just what is his background?"

Ning Rongrong muttered inwardly, but did not ask aloud.

Tang Wulin looked at the soul bone in his hand, then looked at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"This soul bone doesn't really suit the three of you either."

He thought for a moment.

"How about this? We exchange it for contribution points."

"We can exchange it directly before leaving the Spirit Ascension Platform."

"After the exchange, the four of us split it evenly."

Ning Rongrong hurriedly shook her head.

"No, no, no!"

Her tone was very firm.

"Thanks to you, we were able to increase our soul rings' ages by so much."

"We've already received so many favors. We can't accept any more."

She paused, her voice growing a little softer.

"Otherwise... I'm afraid we won't be able to repay them."

Zhu Zhuqing also spoke up. Her voice was not loud, but it was very firm.

"I don't want it either."

Tang Wulin looked at Ning Rongrong, then at Zhu Zhuqing.

Both of them looked very serious. It did not seem like they were just being polite.

He exchanged a glance with Xie Xie.

Xie Xie shrugged and spread his hands.

"Fine, then we won't split it."

Tang Wulin nodded and put the soul bone away.

"Then how about this?"

He looked at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, his tone sincere.

"If you need help with anything in the future, just come find me."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up at once.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Tang Wulin nodded.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly nodded, unable to suppress the corners of her mouth. She had successfully latched onto a powerful backer.

"Okay, okay, okay! It's a deal!"

Zhu Zhuqing also gave a slight nod.

Xie Xie stood off to the side, watching the scene, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Well, great. He picked up two more underlings."

"Boss's charm really is tyrant-tier."

Tang Wulin looked around again and confirmed there were no other soul beasts before he spoke.

"That's about enough. Everyone's soul rings have improved quite a bit."

"If we keep going, our bodies won't be able to take it."

"Get ready to withdraw."

Ning Rongrong nodded. She could indeed feel her body swelling a little.

Her first and second soul rings were both close to a thousand years old now. If she forcibly absorbed any more, something really might go wrong.

"Okay, then let's with—"

Before she could finish speaking, a voice suddenly rang out above the Spirit Ascension Platform.

The voice was not loud, but everyone heard it perfectly clearly.

It was Wu Zhangkong's voice.

"Everyone, attention."

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment and looked up at the sky.

Wu Zhangkong's voice continued.

"Next, you will face an opponent."

"If you defeat him, the whole class will receive ten thousand contribution points."

"The team that defeats him will receive an additional ten thousand contribution points."

Ning Rongrong's pupils suddenly constricted.

"Ten thousand contribution points?!"

She cried out inwardly.

"Ten thousand for the whole class, and another ten thousand for the team... That makes twenty thousand?"

Although she still was not clear on the exact value of contribution points, judging from Wu Zhangkong's usual style, ten thousand contribution points was definitely no small amount.

"This reward... is way too generous, isn't it?"

Tang Wulin's brows furrowed slightly, but soon relaxed again.

Xie Xie's eyes lit up.

"Twenty thousand contribution points... How many good things could we exchange for that?"

Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, but her fingers clenched slightly.

Wu Zhangkong's voice vanished, and inside the Spirit Ascension Platform, silence returned.

Then the air ahead began to warp.

It was as if something was walking out of the void.

Ning Rongrong's breathing suddenly quickened.

She stared at that patch of distorted air, her heart pounding hard.

A figure slowly emerged.

It was a middle-aged man.

His hair was a tangled mess, as if he had not washed it in days.

His face was covered in stubble, utterly unkempt.

He wore a set of worn-out clothes, with several patches on them.

His whole person looked sloppy and disheveled, no different from a beggar on the roadside.

And in those black eyes, there seemed to be... despair?

What had this man gone through to end up so weathered and battered?

But... although this guy looked like a scruffy uncle, if Wu Zhangkong had made him the boss for them to fight, he definitely could not be weak.

She just did not know whether this middle-aged man was stronger or weaker than the Lizard Horned Beast.

Just then, the man seemed to come back to his senses. His face was full of rage. He had clearly been locked in the Confinement Room, so how had he suddenly been brought to this place?

And... his strength had actually been suppressed. He could only display the power of three rings!

The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox. That was right—this man was none other than Tang Hao, who had been locked in the Confinement Room.