Ye Lin froze in place.
He raised his head to look at Yu Xiaogang, his lips moving twice, as though he had not quite heard what had just been said.
"Teacher, Grandpa gave this to me?"
Yu Xiaogang nodded. "Your grandfather asked me to give it to you. He said he thinks very highly of you."
Ye Lin's gaze returned to the Spirit Bone.
The dragon scale patterns shone with a deep golden luster in the afternoon light. An oppressive aura spilled from the box and spread across the tabletop, making even the air in the corners of the room tremble faintly.
He could feel how rich the dragon bloodline contained within the Spirit Bone was-that bloodline aura from an Ancient True Dragon,
exactly like the evolved Radiant Sacred Dragon aura emanating from Luo Sanpao, only even purer and more ancient.
He fell silent for a few breaths, then raised his head and pushed the box toward Yu Xiaogang.
"No, Teacher. You should absorb this Spirit Bone."
Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment.
"The dragon bloodline within it is extremely powerful. You're the one who would benefit most from absorbing it."
Ye Lin's gaze was earnest,
"Your Martial Soul needs a powerful dragon bloodline to help Sanpao evolve, Teacher. It might even make Sanpao stronger again."
"Whether Grandpa gave it to me or to you, this Spirit Bone is best suited to you."
"Teacher, please absorb it."
Yu Xiaogang looked at him for several breaths.
He remembered Tang San's inner thoughts again, remembered what had happened after Tang San became a god in his previous life, remembered those words about usefulness, being a tool, and not taking him to the Divine Realm.
He compared them in his heart. Without saying anything, he reached out and ruffled Ye Lin's hair, a