"A ten-thousand-year-old right arm bone of a Void Beast?"
Upon hearing that Yu Yuanzhen had finally brought out what he truly wanted, Qian Xunji, who had been lounging sideways on his ornate golden throne as if half-lying down, finally showed a reaction.
That handsome face with its sword-like brows moved slightly, and at last, he lowered his crossed leg and properly sat upright on the throne.
"Sect Master Yu, now this is finally showing a bit of sincerity."
Sitting tall on the throne, Qian Xunji now looked somewhat serious. After a faint smile, he spoke unhurriedly.
But in response, Yu Yuanzhen felt nothing but anger and humiliation inside.
'I've already offered a precious ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, a treasure of our Blood River!'
'And it's a rare space-attribute soul bone at that!'
'Even so… you still say this is just starting to show sincerity?'
'You greedy Spirit Hall!'
Yu Yuanzhen nearly wanted to curse aloud, his heart aching terribly.
One must understand, their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was once even more glorious than the Clear Sky Clan. It was one of the original three great upper sects. In the past, it had even long held the number one position among the top three!
Yet even after all these generations, the sect only had three inherited soul bones.
Of those, the most important one was rather special and couldn't be truly fused.
The other two were a spiritual-type skull and a defensive thunder-type left arm bone—both of which he had already fused.
This right arm space-attribute soul bone had been obtained by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan by a stroke of luck.
A ten-thousand-year-old soul bone was already incredibly rare. Even a Titled Douluo would immediately fuse with it if they got their hands on one.
Especially since this one possessed the precious space attribute.
Unfortunately, its soul skill was quite unique—Spatial Teleportation.
Spatial teleportation was different from regular instantaneous movement.
The latter had shorter range but required less soul power and could be activated quickly—perfect for combat.
Spatial teleportation, though capable of longer distances, consumed massive amounts of soul power and had a significant delay before activation. It was more functional than combat-effective.
And considering that this soul bone was for the right arm—a crucial part of the body—Yu Yuanzhen had always hesitated to fuse with it.
And now, it was going to benefit Spirit Hall!
"Your Holiness, a ten-thousand-year-old space-attribute soul bone should be enough to show our sincerity, no?"
"I ask that Your Holiness have mercy and spare my son Xiaogang. Please, don't pursue the matter further!"
Although he could tell that Qian Xunji still wasn't satisfied, Yu Yuanzhen was absolutely unwilling to offer up anything more. He had no choice but to pretend he hadn't noticed the implication, gritting his teeth, forcing a smile, and bowing.
"A ten-thousand-year soul bone, and you think that's enough?" Qian Xunji sneered.
"A ten-thousand-year-old Void-attribute soul bone is indeed precious."
"But no matter how precious it is, it can't compare to an innate full soul power genius with top-tier twin spirits."
"With proper nurturing, this is someone who's almost guaranteed to reach the Titled Douluo realm, and even has a real chance of becoming an Ultimate Douluo—or possibly even ascending to the mythical realm of gods!"
"And having twin spirits means that once she becomes a Titled Douluo, she will be invincible among her peers!"
"She is a talent who could uphold the future of Spirit Hall!"
"Because of your son, this genius betrayed Spirit Hall."
"In the end, I had no choice but to cripple this genius I had raised with over ten years of painstaking effort—someone I regarded almost like a daughter!"
"Do you know how painful that was for me?!"
A pained and indignant expression appeared on Qian Xunji's face. He pounded his chest with his right fist, as if he had made an enormous emotional sacrifice.
In short, pay up more!
Listening to Qian Xunji's words and seeing his expression filled with grief and rage—though Bibi Dong still bore deep resentment toward him, memories of the care Qian Xunji had shown her since childhood stirred something deep within.
But the moment she recalled the disdainful expression Qian Xunji had shown earlier, all her sentiment vanished. Hatred once again filled her heart.
'Liar! He's definitely lying!'
'If he truly still cared about me, then earlier when I said I'd return as long as he spared Xiaogang, why did he scoff and call me delusional?'
"Innate full soul power and twin spirits—yes, it's an extraordinary combination."
"But according to all historical records, every twin spirit user has ultimately died from soul backlash!"
"Your Holiness, how can you be sure this genius of yours won't meet the same fate?"
Realizing that Qian Xunji had now exaggerated Bibi Dong's value to the heavens, Yu Yuanzhen knew that even if he sold the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it might not be enough to compensate.
Clenching his teeth, he argued back, trying to downplay Bibi Dong's worth.
"We've already found a way to prevent soul backlash for twin spirit users," Qian Xunji said flatly.
That one sentence rendered Yu Yuanzhen speechless.
"Then what exactly does Your Holiness want from our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan before you'll agree to spare Xiaogang… and stop holding us accountable?"
Seeing that it was impossible to fool or out-talk Qian Xunji, Yu Yuanzhen could no longer maintain appearances. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and asked in a cold voice.
"Very simple. In addition to what you've already offered, I want your clan's inherited soul bone—True Dragon Nine Crowns."
Qian Xunji narrowed his eyes, locked his gaze on Yu Yuanzhen, and spoke with a calm, faint smile.
"Impossible!"
Yu Yuanzhen exploded in anger and flung his sleeve.
What a joke!
The True Dragon Nine Crowns was the very foundation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's existence. How could they possibly hand it over?
"Sect Master Yu! I advise you not to mistake kindness for weakness!"
Qian Xunji's face darkened as he gripped the armrests of his throne. His narrowed eyes exuded overwhelming pressure as he locked his stare on Yu Yuanzhen.
"Your son Yu Xiaogang seduced our former Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, causing her to betray Spirit Hall, which forced me to cripple her cultivation."
"Everyone knows the worth of an innate full soul power genius with top-tier twin spirits—Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor!"
"If I spread this incident and use it as justification, even if I bring people to attack your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and wipe you out, no one could blame Spirit Hall in the slightest!"
"In fact, that was my original plan."
"In that case, not only would I take the True Dragon Nine Crowns, but I'd get all your other soul bones as well!"
"I'm only giving you a chance now because you had the sense to come apologize on your own."
"If you don't take this chance… don't blame me for personally retrieving the True Dragon Nine Crowns from your sect!"
By the end, Qian Xunji let out a cold laugh, and a wave of immense pressure and killing intent swept through the entire hall.
For a moment, the air itself felt frozen.
Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fists. His face was grim, seething with fury—but in the end, he deflated.
"I'll give you the True Dragon Nine Crowns!"
Yu Yuanzhen ground his teeth and spoke with unwillingness.
"But on one condition—you must duel me!"
"If you can defeat me, then I will offer up the True Dragon Nine Crowns with both hands!"