The smile on Mo Yuan's face froze, and he shot Lin Chen an exasperated glare.
"You just got back from Suotuo City, and now you want to go to the Star Dou Great Forest? Couldn't you have sent me a message while you were in Suotuo City to ask whether your teacher was here?"
"Besides, wouldn't asking the Spirit Hall in Suotuo City to help you hunt for a Soul Ring have been easier than making a special trip back?"
Lin Chen chuckled without arguing. He pulled Mo Yuan into a corner of the Training Ground and lowered his voice further.
"Teacher, to tell you the truth, I unexpectedly obtained a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone when I went home this time. I was thinking of finding an opportunity to absorb it during this trip to the Star Dou Great Forest. You're the only person I trust with this. I wouldn't dare trust anyone else."
Mo Yuan's breath abruptly caught.
Everyone understood the weight carried by the words "Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone."
It was something that could drive even a Titled Douluo mad with desire. Across the entire Douluo Continent, scarcely a handful could be found.
Even the elders and honored guardians of the Spirit Hall would likely start harboring designs if they learned someone possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.
Despite Mo Yuan's composure, his breathing quickened at those words. His chest heaved several times, and his expression shifted repeatedly before he finally began to calm down.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, he gave Lin Chen a long look. His voice sounded strained. "A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone... and you just told me like that? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you and steal it?"
Lin Chen chuckled. "But you haven't, have you? Besides, I trust