Bibi Dong quickly changed the subject. "Tai Tan told you about the hundred-thousand-year soul beast, but he didn't tell Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao?"
"Tang Hao already has a hundred-thousand-year ninth soul ring. Even if he knows, it makes little difference." Elder Zhang was quite unconcerned about that. "The same goes for me."
"You have children."
Bibi Dong seemed to adopt the encouraging tone of a ruler addressing a subordinate. "It's only a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that has taken human form. You must secure it. Besides, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone would be just the thing to improve your grandson's aptitude."
"He wouldn't be able to hold on to it." Elder Zhang looked Bibi Dong straight in the eye, his tone showing little respect. "Pope, your second martial soul should still be lacking hundred-thousand-year soul rings, shouldn't it?"
This was no secret.
Bibi Dong's fingers tightened around her scepter as she stared at Elder Zhang. "That's right. How thoughtful of you to remember that I still need hundred-thousand-year soul rings. The soul ring goes to me, and the soul bone goes to you."
If Elder Zhang killed that hundred-thousand-year soul beast, its soul ring would be wasted-a wanton squandering of heaven's treasures.
His willingness to give Bibi Dong a reminder could be considered a rare gesture of goodwill from a Titled Douluo elder.
Bibi Dong's supporters were among Spirit Hall's middle and lower ranks, including some of its Red-Robed Cardinals. At the Titled Douluo level, she had only Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
The Pope's two guardian generals sounded impressive, but was that because the Pope didn't want three or four generals?
The Angel Clan, led by Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, and its subordinate clans held a complete monopoly on high-end combat strength. The Consecrated Elders and elders all