Lu Yu rubbed his nose. I was wondering what all these people were gathered here for. Turns out they were watching clowns.
"Master, are you all right?"
"Grandmaster Lu, are you all right?"
Huo Yutong and Xiao Xiao each took one of Lu Yu's hands, one on either side.
"I'm fine, just a little surprised."
Lu Yu shook his head. Being a core disciple amounted to little more than some meal money. He was siphoning funds from a filthy rich patron every day now; he hardly needed that meal allowance.
As for the 50,000-year soul bone Mu En had promised, Mu En would certainly give it to him if he asked.
But he might as well forget it. If he tossed some ordinary 50,000-year soul beast's soul bone to Xiao Xiao or Huo Yutong, he would only have to saw it off them later. Better to pick 50,000-year soul bones straight from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's collection.
As a sect renowned for its wealth, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect naturally had soul bones in its collection that Shrek's publicly offered wares could not compare to.
If used well, some super soul beasts' 70,000-year left arm bones would be no worse than a 400,000-year ferocious beast's torso bone, clavicle, and rib bone combined.
Looking at it that way, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect really was irresistible-apart from its lack of strength. Unfortunately, strength reigned supreme on the Douluo Continent. Being weak doomed you to end up another body by the roadside.
But compared with those two insignificant rewards, what Lu Yu most wanted to know was...
Had he offended certain interest groups and been set up?
How could rules that had remained unchanged for thousands of years happen to change with his class?
Had someone with an