Chapter 134: Head Soul Bone, Seize the Opportunity.
The incoming phoenix fire pierced Xuan Mo and Ning Rongrong's bodies, then continued to burn away.
"Roar!"
A mournful cry echoed, and the illusion before him vanished like a bubble.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo immediately used his first soul skill to condense a stone spear, and launched it before the mist had even cleared.
A "puff" sounded, and blood splattered in the distance. Then, a purple soul ring, nearly fading to black, slowly emerged. The aura of the Precious Jade Mirage quickly vanished, and the surrounding mist continued to dissipate at a visible speed.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar also sped towards Xuan Mo and Ning Rongrong.
"Brother Mo, are you all right?"
Ma Hongjun asked upon arriving.
Oscar then took out a large recovery sausage and handed it to Xuan Mo.
"I'm fine, thanks to you guys for arriving. Otherwise, I would have to take a gamble myself, I'm not sure."
Xuan Mo smiled, took the big sausage and ate it, then patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder, glanced at Oscar and Ma Hongjun who looked exhausted, "How did you two know we were here, and came to meet up so quickly."
"Actually, we two are not sure either."
Oscar touched the back of his head with a smile, then pointed at Ma Hongjun and said, "It was Fatty who said there was movement here, and then asked to come and see what was going on. It was a coincidence."
"Oh, really?"
Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and suddenly felt something was wrong, "So, there was a lot of movement here just now."
"Indeed. But the most important thing is that the location where we just arrived in this space is very close to here, so..."
"Looks like we need to leave quickly. Otherwise, if we attract other spirit masters or spirit beasts, that would be disastrous."
Xuan Mo walked towards the Jade Mirage's main body and pulled a dagger from its "Vajra." Under the puzzled gazes of Ma Hongjun and the others, he slashed it across its brain-like body. Suddenly, a ball of colorful light shone from it.
Xuan Mo was delighted. "As expected, Uncle Bing and Uncle Huo are right." Then, with the dagger, he plucked something from the body and took it in his hand.
This object was a head spirit bone. Not only did it appear to be carved from a single gemstone, but it was also permeated with a strong spiritual aura. Under this aura, everyone, including Xuan Mo, could not help but feel a little dazed.
After Ma Hongjun and the others came to their senses and saw what was in Xuan Mo's hand, they exclaimed, "This is a soul bone!"
"Yes, and it is an extremely precious head soul bone, and it is about nine thousand years old."
Xuan Mo admitted it generously, then weighed it with his hand, and after looking at Ning Rongrong next to him, he said to Ma Hongjun and Oscar.
"This head soul bone was produced by this soul beast. It's both spiritual and gem-type, clearly primarily spiritual. Plus, because it's a gem-type soul beast, it's more suitable for Rongrong. So, I plan to leave this soul bone for Rongrong to absorb. You guys..."
Before Xuan Mo could finish, Ma Hongjun and Oscar waved him off. "Brother Mo, what are you talking about? Of course, if this soul bone is suitable for Rongrong, then of course it should be given to her. There's no need for us Eight Monsters to do this."
"Okay," Xuan Mo smiled, handing the soul bone to Ning Rongrong. "Put it away for now. It's not suitable for absorption in this situation."
Ning Rongrong suppressed her excitement, gave Xuan Mo a kiss on the cheek, and then put the soul bone in her storage soul guide.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar, upon seeing this, erupted in laughter. It wasn't until Xuan Mo gave them a warning look that they quieted down.
Just as the four were about to leave, Xuan Mo suddenly glanced toward the nearby jungle and said coldly, "Since you're here, there's no need to hide."
"Haha, is that so?"
A cold voice echoed from the side. As Xuan Mo finished speaking, two figures suddenly emerged from the relatively intact jungle.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo folded his arms over his chest and looked at the two figures, one young and one old, before him. He said calmly, "I wonder where you two have come from, and what you want?"
The two were taken aback by his words.
They hadn't expected Xuan Mo and the others to remain so calm. They didn't think he was unaware of their purpose.
But in the end, it was the old man who reacted first, a fierce gleam in his eyes as he said, "It's nothing, it's just that treasures belong to the virtuous. It's just that by chance, we two happened to see the existence of a soul bone. So, we had no choice but to borrow your soul bone."
"Tsk, the virtuous belong to the virtuous?"
Before Xuan Mo could say anything, Ma Hongjun was the first to express his disdain. "Old man, judging by your age, you must be over sixty. Since you haven't broken through to the Soul King stage at this age, you can't be considered a virtuous person."
"You..."
Before the old man could say anything, the young man beside him was furious and was about to attack, but was stopped by the old man.
The old man's face was dark and said, "I don't know where you four are from. Tell me. We are from the Fire Leopard Sect, and this one is the young master of the Fire Leopard Sect."
"Humph! I'm not afraid to tell you, we are students of Shrek Academy. What's wrong? Do you really want to attack?"
Ma Hongjun ignored Oscar's obstruction and took a step forward. Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, swirled around him.
The old man couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this.
Then, his entire body was filled with murderous intent. "So this is just a mere academy? Then hand over your soul bone, and we'll leave you with an intact body. Among the four soul masters, three are soul masters, two of whom are support-type. I'm not sure about the other one, but at this age, he's at most a recent inductee into the Soul Sect."
"Really?" Xuan Mo said, and then four soul rings materialized. He then said, "The one next to me is the crown jewel of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Are you sure you want to attack her?"
"How is that possible!?"
The old man was shocked when he saw the color and cultivation level of Xuan Mo's soul rings, and learned of Ning Rongrong's identity. However, he didn't retreat, because the temptation of the soul bone was too great. Furthermore, he was extremely confident in his own strength and that of his young master, and the old man also had murderous intent.
"We didn't want to attack, but for this soul bone and the young master, you're dead today."
Xuan Mo and the others sensed a strong murderous intent from the trial-taker. Since this man wanted to kill them, Xuan Mo would not let them live in this world, even though Xuan Mo had no intention of letting him go.
But before taking action, Xuan Mo still asked, "Aren't you afraid that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will come looking for you?"
"Hahaha!" The old man laughed heartily.
"This space cannot transmit any information. As long as we kill and silence them, how will the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect find out?"
"Really? Then I'm relieved."
Xuan Mo looked at Ma Hongjun. "Fatty, I'll leave that young man to you. As for the old guy, I'll deal with him. Rongrong and Xiao Ao will assist."
"You're so young, yet you boast so arrogantly. I'm a 49th-level Soul Sect, and my young master is 41st. I can count on you. Young Master Yanbao, I'll leave that Soul Sect to this old servant..."
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