Qian Duoduo's words made Yan Shaozhe's heart give a sudden spasm.
Holy shit, how many Gold Soul Coins would it take to bankroll a Soul Master with Innate Level 2 Soul Power all the way to Soul Douluo?
Now, never mind Yan Shaozhe-even Xuan Zi hardly dared to match that offer.
There was no helping it. Their Martial Soul Department already had Ma Xiaotao, whose condition required vast quantities of heavenly treasures every year just to remain stable.
If they took in another gold-devouring beast like this, wouldn't it be the death of them?
Yan Shaozhe and Xuan Zi exchanged a glance, swiftly ran through the numbers, and planned to ask for Huo Yuhao back instead.
Bankrolling someone from Innate Level 2 to Soul Douluo wasn't beyond Shrek's financial means. If it was for a Level 9 Soul Engineer, that investment would indeed be worthwhile.
But that Huo Yuhao only had Innate Level 1 Soul Power. Even if you stuffed him with medicine until he nearly died, he'd only reach Level 70-a Level 8 Soul Engineer at the absolute most, right?
But after thinking it over carefully, no-Chen Ping was still the more tempting prospect.
If Shrek's Martial Soul Department could produce an unburdened grandmaster of staff techniques, more than seventy percent of its Power Attack System Tool Soul Masters would likely see a considerable increase in combat strength in the future. The temptation was simply too great.
Neither the Martial Soul Department nor the Soul Tool Department would yield, and the other elders, who had been watching the spectacle all this time, also looked troubled.
Judging by how things were going today, the Martial Soul Department and Soul Tool Department were bound to tear into each other.
Whichever side they supported now, the other would explode.
Thus, worried about