"So, as long as you join Spirit Hall, not only can you become this Pope's personal disciple,"
"you can also receive a Ten-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone."
The instant those final six words fell, Yue Guan's expression changed drastically.
He instinctively turned to look at Bibi Dong, his usually vain and languid eyes now filled with disbelief.
A personal disciple?
A Ten-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone?
Yue Guan understood better than anyone what the status of the Pope's personal disciple meant!
It meant that all of Spirit Hall's core resources would be directed toward that person. It meant the highest authority in Spirit Hall would personally pave the way for them!
And a Ten-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone...
That was something countless Soul Masters could spend their entire lives seeking without ever obtaining!
Yue Guan then secretly glanced at Gui Mei beside him.
Gui Mei's reaction was just as incredulous as his.
Hearing the conditions Bibi Dong offered, Lin Ye took a deep breath.
A personal disciple.
A Ten-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone.
Either one of those conditions was an invaluable treasure!
He knew very well that these were almost the highest-tier conditions Bibi Dong could offer.
From his memories of the original story, Bibi Dong's only personal disciple had been Hu Liena.
And now, that position had opened up to him as well.
Joining Spirit Hall meant he would have a backer on this continent whom no one would dare provoke lightly.
At the same time, cultivation resources, Soul Beast hunting grounds, and all manner of ancient texts would be available to him.
More importantly, the closer he was to Bibi Dong, the sooner he could grasp Spirit Hall's plans and movements.
Taking the initiative was always far more valuable than passively waiting.
No matter how he calculated it, this deal was not