"What? You've taken this joke a little too far!"
After everyone else had withdrawn, Zhao Su motioned for Tuoba Xi to sit down.
Contrary to Tuoba Xi's expectations, Zhao Su had not come to demand an accounting. Instead, he spoke directly to Tuoba Xi about the Nine-Winged Yinglong Remnant Bone.
He wanted Tuoba Xi to hand over the Nine-Winged Yinglong's remnant bone.
"I never joke, much less with anyone who isn't my friend."
Although Zhao Su still wore a smile, the sight of it sent a chill down Tuoba Xi's back.
"As long as we can become friends, I'll help you reach the rank of Titled Douluo, Brother Tuoba. That bone might not be able to do that!"
"You really have a way to help me break through the Level 89 bottleneck and become a Titled Douluo?"
"Of course. I told you, I don't like joking!"
"How, then? By burning my life force?"
"Not only will it not burn your life force, it'll also transform your constitution. The Holy Dragon Sect's Martial Soul wasn't always just the White-Armored Earth Dragon, was it?"
"How did you learn about that?"
Tuoba Xi's deference toward Zhao Su vanished, replaced by wariness. Although he could not sense Zhao Su's level, he grew guarded.
If Zhao Su really resorted to force, he would not sit still and await his death.
Changing someone's constitution and raising them to the rank of Titled Douluo sounded utterly unbelievable.
More importantly, Zhao Su actually knew the Holy Dragon Sect's closely guarded secret, something even the Pope of Spirit Hall could not possibly know.
"I killed Tuoba Ming and extracted all his memories!"
"Hmph, aren't you from Spirit Hall?"
Hearing this, Tuoba Xi abruptly rose to his feet. His aura surged rapidly as he fused with his enormous White-Armored Earth