"Too many impurities, chaotic energy, crude structure."
"Something of this grade dares call itself a 'treasure'?"
Tang Shuo's voice was not loud, yet each word landed like a resounding slap across Spirit Hall's face, across Pope Bibi Dong's face.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
Everyone had been frightened speechless by Tang Shuo's shocking remarks.
Bibi Dong's expression had darkened to the point of seeming ready to drip water.
As the Pope, when had she ever suffered such public humiliation?
This was no longer arrogance.
This was provocation!
A blatant provocation against her and against all of Spirit Hall!
"Then in your opinion,"
Bibi Dong's voice was cold without the slightest trace of warmth.
"What kind of thing would be worthy of you?"
Tang Shuo casually tossed the right arm bone back onto the tray, producing a crisp clatter.
He dusted off his hands as if brushing away something filthy.
"My body is the Eastern Sovereign Taiyi Divine Body."
"Fusing with a soul bone of such quality would only lower the grade of my divine body and taint my bloodline."
"Put simply, it's garbage."
"You people from Spirit Hall should keep this garbage for yourselves."
Tang Shuo looked at Bibi Dong, a faint curve appearing at the corner of his lips.
"Or you could reward it to your subordinates."
"I imagine they would be very willing to accept this... garbage I do not want."
Silence.
A silence so deep that a needle dropping could be heard.
At that moment, everyone stopped thinking.
Eastern Sovereign Taiyi Divine Body?
What was that?
They did not understand.
But they understood the final few words.
Garbage.
He had called top-grade soul bones garbage.
And he had even suggested that the Pope reward this "garbage" to her subordinates.
This was no longer provocation.
He was