As his words fell, three Soul Bones instantly appeared before Xiao Tianhong, radiating a strange light.
The sight instantly ignited the crowd's excitement.
After all, unlike those nobles and scions of prominent families, they had never seen Chen Jue's three Soul Bones.
"What? Three Soul Bones?"
"And the ferocity and terrifying aura coming from them are who knows how many times stronger than Xiao Tianhong's! They must all be Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones!"
"Exactly! He has so many Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, so he must have plenty of Soul Bones!"
"He's a bona fide Soul Bone tycoon!"
"Most people don't even have one, but this guy has so many!"
"Comparing yourself to others will drive you to your grave!"
"Give me one, and I'd give him my life!"
Ripples spread across the lake of Lou Gao's heart, his shock beyond words.
He was one of the continent's three renowned divine smiths, yet he did not own a single Soul Bone.
Now, when his gaze happened to fall on Chen Jue, unmistakable envy quietly crept into his eyes.
Could they even stay friends anymore?
So many Soul Bones, such rare treasures-did he treat them like sugar beans?
Then Lou Gao's gaze drifted lightly over the Ice Empress, that woman as cold and aloof as frost.
When he saw her standing there with no expression beyond her deep admiration for Chen Jue, he knew she must have already known about this.
Did Tai Tan, that Old Gorilla, know too?
If he did, wouldn't that make me the last to know again?
Ah, the information gap!
On the stage.
"See that? Do I look like I need that one Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone of yours?"
Chen Jue's words carried an air of disdainful arrogance.
Then he pressed down slightly with