Xiao Yi frowned. "But, Brother Xiaojun, don't you think there's something unusual about these Soul Bones?"
At her words, Chen Xiaojun's expression grew intent, and he quieted down to examine the sensation closely.
He closed his eyes and sank his awareness into his body, reaching out to the Soul Bones closely linked to his Immortal Robe.
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Gradually, he sensed something extremely faint and inexplicable, as though something were gently brushing against his soul.
"They seem to have a little sentience?" Chen Xiaojun opened his eyes, sounding uncertain.
Xiao Yi nodded, considered it, and said, "Soul Bones contain the essence of Soul Beasts. With the Immortal Robe amplifying them, it's normal for them to develop a hazy sentience. After all, Soul Bones hold the power and will of the Soul Beasts they came from."
Chen Xiaojun nodded thoughtfully. "True. But although these Soul Bones came from different Soul Beasts, they all give me the same feeling."
"It's hard to describe. Almost like..."
They both fell silent for a moment, trying to make sense of that peculiar sensation.
Suddenly, Xiao Yi blushed and said softly, "Brother Xiaojun, that... that feeling... seems to be hunger."
Chen Xiaojun froze, then the corners of his mouth lifted, amusement flickering in his eyes. "It does, doesn't it?"
He knew why Xiao Yi had recognized it. After all, she was a foodie herself, often feeling hungry and particularly sensitive to that sensation.
Xiao Yi stammered a little. "And it seems to be getting more and more obvious."
Chen Xiaojun murmured to himself, "Why hunger? What does it mean?"
He looked at Xiao Yi, but she shook her head, indicating that she did not know either.
Inspiration flashed through Chen Xiaojun's mind, and understanding lit his eyes. "Hunger means a need.