"Old Poison, what kind of logic is that? Can't Little Fengfeng know people from the Spirit Hall?"
After Du Gubo's voice rose, Chrysanthemum Douluo said with an unusual expression.
"No, you're from the Spirit Hall and this Flayer is a student and instructor from the Tiandou Empire's Tiandou Royal Academy. How do you guys know each other? Especially you, with that Chrysanthemum Martial Soul of yours, an Elder of the Spirit Hall is actually willing to come over and help someone find a Soul Ring, and damn it, a hundred-thousand-year one at that!"
Du Gubo was thrown into disarray.
Alright, let's say you guys do know each other.
But one is a high-ranking Elder of the Spirit Hall and the other is an assistant instructor at the Empire's academy. Even if you do know each other, it should only be a shallow acquaintance, right?
Yet this high-ranking Elder of the Spirit Hall actually ran over to help find a Soul Ring, and it's a damn hundred-thousand-year soul beast. Could a shallow acquaintance do such a thing? A retainer might!
"Old Poison, can't you use that poison-filled head of yours to think for a moment? What if there's another layer to their relationship?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo twisted his body and moved close to Du Gubo, placing his well-maintained hand on Du Gubo's shoulder with an unprecedented softness in his voice.
"Old Chrysanthemum, get the hell away from me! Can't you stop being disgusting!"
Du Gubo felt Chrysanthemum Douluo's hand clamping onto his shoulder and shuddered all over.
It was too disgusting.
"Tsk, you can't even respect the past. After all, we were once classmates at the same academy." Chrysanthemum Douluo said with a resentful demeanor.
"Huh? You guys were classmates at the same academy back then? Then why the hell did you have a fight to the death?"
Ye Feng was shocked to hear this.
If these two were classmates from the same academy, why would they have a death match, especially one with an 'to the bitter end' attitude?
"Little Fengfeng, it's because this Old Poison back then..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo twisted his body, his smile turning even more perverse.
"Hiss—"
Ye Feng inhaled sharply.
Could it be Old Poison had a secret history unknown to others?
"Chrysanthemum Pass, will you shut your mouth! Speaking of which, Flayer, you better not be someone from the Spirit Hall, right? Don't tell me you're the Pope's illegitimate child?"
Du Gubo first shut down Chrysanthemum Pass and then asked Ye Feng.
It would take the Pope himself to order a Titled Douluo to find a Soul Ring, and a hundred-thousand-year one at that, for someone other than himself, who could command an Elder level figure.
There were rumors that the Pontiff of Spirit Hall once had a Young Master, but to this day, no one knows where he is.
Could it be this Flayer?
Very likely!
If so, then everything made sense.
Otherwise, for an Elder of the Spirit Hall to stoop to helping a fifteen-year-old boy find a Soul Ring was just too abnormal.
"Old Poison, Little Fengfeng is not a person from the Spirit Hall. It's just that for certain reasons, I got to know him. One of the biggest reasons I came today is because he promised that if they hunt down a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, they will give me a soul bone," said Chrysanthemum Douluo.
He wasn't lying.
One of the main reasons he came over this time was because Ye Feng promised to give him a soul bone.
The reason he lost to Du Gubo last time was partly because the latter had a soul bone, whereas he himself did not have one.
If he obtained a soul bone, his own strength would increase.
When the time came to fight Du Gubo again, he would utterly thrash him.
That was why he came today.
After all, no one rises early for nothing.
If there were no such thing, even if it were the Young Master secretly asking him for support, he would think twice.
Because Ye Feng was going after a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
Any Soul Master knew how terrifying a hundred-thousand-year soul beast was!
"Not a person from the Spirit Hall? Just someone you got to know for some reason? Really??"
Hearing this, Du Gubo looked in Ye Feng's direction.
He didn't distrust Chrysanthemum Douluo's words; he wanted to confirm with Ye Feng if it was really true.
"Mm-hmm."
Ye Feng nodded.
He couldn't say much about his dealings with Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Because Chrysanthemum Douluo had already made it very clear to him.
"Forget it, forget it, you keep your secrets well hidden, Flayer. No wonder you even dare to provoke Tang Hao," Du Gubo said after hearing that and did not pursue the matter any further.
After all, everyone has secrets.
And Ye Feng certainly had his own. Since both he and Chrysanthemum Douluo said he wasn't from the Spirit Hall, then this matter was probably true.
But to be able to command an Elder from the Spirit Hall, there must be more to it.
Of course, he knew that the soul bone was key.
But some things, you need to be able to call the shots to get them done.
Like Prince Xue Xing of the Empire wanting to hunt a hundred-thousand-year soul beast and needing more people from the Spirit Hall,
The maximum they'd send were some average Titled Douluos; they certainly wouldn't send someone of Chrysanthemum Douluo's caliber.
Forget about Prince Xue Xing, even Emperor Xue Ye probably wouldn't get a senior Elder level Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall.
However, this Flayer was clearly no ordinary person.
A normal person with his talent?
At fifteen, he had already reached level 70.
When Qin Ming reached the Soul Emperor level at thirty, it caused quite a stir. Think about it—what level is it for someone to reach level 70 at fifteen?
Just find a Soul Ring to fuse with, and he would be a Soul Sage level expert.
He could easily be called the youngest Soul Sage in the entire Continent.