Meanwhile, Qian Jun and Demon Subduing Douluo had returned to Spirit Hall.
"Big brother, thinking back on our trip to the Little Shop, it still feels like a dream. A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring has never been so close to my grasp."
"I was so close to owning it..."
As Demon Subduing Douluo brought it up, his eyes were still filled with regret.
"Forget it. Don't dwell on it. It's all fate."
"But now that we've seen hope, the day will come when our wish is fulfilled."
Qian Jun Douluo spoke in a low voice.
How did that saying go again? Where there was hope, there would be no despair.
"That makes sense."
Demon Subduing Douluo wholeheartedly agreed with Qian Jun Douluo's words.
Soon, he remembered something else. He looked at Qian Jun Douluo, eagerness stirring in his eyes.
His stare made Qian Jun Douluo's skin crawl. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked irritably.
"Remember the Proficiency Capsule I took earlier? It really was amazing. My understanding of my Soul Skills improved by more than one level. How about a little spar between us brothers?"
As he spoke, Demon Subduing Douluo rubbed his hands excitedly.
Today, he would turn the tables and come out "on top" of his big brother.
"Scram."
Qian Jun Douluo spat out the word coldly, then pulled a sky tree fruit from his storage space and threw it at him.
He remembered Boss Lin saying that this thing could blast people away.
"Big brother, you're angry. Lost your confidence, have you?"
Seeing Qian Jun Douluo seemingly lash out in embarrassment, Demon Subduing Douluo was delighted rather than alarmed.
He understood now. Qian Jun Douluo had lost his nerve and didn't dare spar with him.
As for the sky tree fruit flying