"Dugu Bo."
She Xian tossed the Nine Thousand Year Thousand Jun Ant Emperor Right Leg Bone in his hand, its surface gleaming with dark golden light.
"Do you want this right leg bone?"
"Gulp!"
Dugu Bo's Adam's apple bobbed violently.
His eyelids twitched wildly.
A Soul Bone from a full ninety thousand years!
Across the entire Douluo Continent,
it was an exceedingly rare supreme treasure, enough to make countless Titled powerhouses bash each other's brains out for it!
The old poisoner's chest heaved, his breathing as ragged as a broken bellows.
He stared fixedly at the Soul Bone radiating monstrous ferocity, his green eyes nearly turning red.
He struggled for a full ten breaths.
Then he gritted his teeth hard,
and forcibly turned his head aside.
"Haah." Letting out a long breath of stale air, Dugu Bo gritted his teeth and spat out a few words. "This old man... does not want it."
Once those words left his mouth,
his whole body seemed to go limp.
"Young Master, this old man appreciates your kindness."
"But this old man's abilities all lie in snake poison, and I will need to use Soul Bones to purge poison in the future."
"This Thousand Jun Ant Emperor is purely strength-aligned, completely incompatible with this old man's poison arts."
"Forcing a fusion would do more harm than good."
Hearing this,
an undisguised flash of approval crossed She Xian's eyes.
Though the old poisoner was usually sinister and arrogant,
he was a rare clear-headed man.
Faced with such heaven-sent fortune as a ninety-thousand-year Soul Bone,
he could still remain rational and restrain his greed.
"Fine."
She Xian smoothly tucked it into his storage ring.
"Since you don't want it, I'll keep it."
"When I get a Soul Bone suitable for you someday, I'll reward you with