Douluo Continent: I came from Demon Slayer!

"Are you alright?" Lin Yang turned around and asked.

Zhao Bufan shook his head blankly, staring at the corpse lying in front of him, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

In just one move, a second-ring Soul Master died.

Just how powerful is this "boss"?

Then he saw Lin Yang walk towards the corpse of the Fiery Wolf, and he sighed inwardly.

Well, at least I'm lucky to have survived.

Soon, Lin Yang walked over with a soul bone bearing red patterns.

Looking at that magnificent soul bone, a hint of fervor and infatuation flashed in Zhao Bufan's eyes.

Is this the legendary Soul Bone?

However, he only glanced at it twice before looking away. He knew very well that he had no chance with this soul bone.

Even if he weren't injured, he wouldn't be a match for Lin Yang.

Lin Yang took the soul bone directly, and he didn't say a single word of "no".

Unexpectedly, Lin Yang sat down in front of Zhao Bufan, placed the soul bone between them, and said in a deep voice,

"This is a century-old right leg bone. What are your thoughts?"

Zhao Bufan pursed his lips, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, you should take it. Whether it's Fiery Wolf or Zhao Zhuo, you contributed the most, so you deserve it."

"I...I was blinded by the soul bone, my greed clouded my judgment, and I wanted to devour it all myself," Zhao Bufan said, a hint of shame mixed with lingering fear on his face.

"If it weren't for you, I would have been dead just now."

Lin Yang looked at Zhao Bufan and nodded slightly in his heart.

Faced with the Soul Bone, Zhao Bufan's reaction was only natural.

"This is just a piece of soul bone that's been around for a hundred years; it's not of much use to me."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Bufan suddenly looked up, staring at Lin Yang in shock.

Soul bones? Not very useful?

Boss, are you out of your mind and starting to talk nonsense?

This is a soul bone, a soul bone!

Zhao Bufan roared inwardly.

However, he suddenly realized something: Lin Yang didn't seem to care about this soul bone.

That means he still has a chance.

Thinking of this, he stammered,

"Boss... you mean...?"

Lin Yang smiled and said, "This was originally the soul bone you dropped, but it's undeniable that I also contributed."

Zhao Bufan nodded; there was no doubt about that.

"So... if you want it, you have to trade something for it."

"Boss, are you...are you serious?"

Lin Yang retorted, "Why would I need to lie to you?"

boom!

It was as if a thunderclap had exploded in Zhao Bufan's mind.

He felt the wrinkles on his head instantly smooth out, leaving only one thought echoing in his mind.

We will spare no expense to exchange this soul bone.

"I'll switch," Zhao Bufan blurted out almost immediately.

"Fine, what are you going to offer in exchange?"

"Gold Soul Coins," Zhao Bufan said without hesitation.

"Thirty thousand gold soul coins plus the Soul Hunter's Token—that's all the wealth I have."

After saying that, Zhao Bufan looked at Lin Yang, his heart pounding with anxiety.

This value is indeed relatively low compared to a soul bone, but it's a huge investment, including his father's "legacy".

Lin Yang quickly calculated in his mind that the price was indeed relatively low, but still reasonable.

If it were put at an auction, it could easily fetch 100,000 gold soul coins, and it would be priceless.

Most importantly, this soul bone was obtained by Zhao Bufan, so no matter how much he sells it for, he'll make a profit. What more could he want?

"Deal made, but I want to pay in full upfront; installment payments are not accepted."

"No problem," Zhao Bufan readily agreed.

Lin Yang looked at Zhao Bufan with a hint of amusement: "I didn't expect that there would be a very wealthy person hidden among the work-study students."

"Sigh," Zhao Bufan gave a wry smile.

"Boss, I'm not lying to you. My dad was also a Soul Master. Years ago... he was a bandit. He targeted nobles and landlords. That's how he got these gold Soul Coins and Soul Hunting Tokens."

"Unfortunately, as the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. My father was tricked, which damaged his foundation, and he died not long after."

"On his deathbed, he told me everything and instructed me to be a proper Soul Master."

Zhao Bufan spoke these words calmly, only revealing a hint of mockery and sorrow in his eyes when he spoke of his father.

"I have no power, so naturally I wouldn't dare use a single penny of that money, or even flaunt it."

"I'm afraid that one day someone will find out and make others jealous."

Lin Yang was extremely surprised, and he guessed that Zhao Bufan was definitely not from a farming family.

I had imagined they might be some impoverished nobleman, but I never expected them to be bandits.

But like I said, what does it have to do with him?

Getting the benefits in hand is what really matters.

Moreover, gold soul coins are far more useful to him than a hundred-year-old soul bone.

Lin Yang tossed the soul bone into Zhao Bufan's arms: "Absorb it quickly, I'll protect you."

"Boss..."

Zhao Bufan's pupils trembled. He hadn't expected Lin Yang to give him the soul bone so readily.

Isn't he afraid of defaulting on his debt?

However, upon considering Lin Yang's strength, he immediately felt relieved.

Picking up the still-warm soul bone, a burning desire shone in Zhao Bufan's eyes.

Although the process was somewhat tortuous, the soul bone still ended up in his hands.

Without hesitation, he pressed it onto his right leg and began to refine it.

With Lin Yang protecting him, he didn't need to worry about his safety.

The refining of the soul bone was very fast, and it was completed in less than half an hour.

Zhao Bufan's soul power also successfully broke through to level twelve, a speed that saved him at least half a year.

"Boss, where do we go to look for soul beasts next?"

Zhao Bufan was eager to try it out and couldn't wait to find a soul beast to practice on.

Lin Yang glanced at the sky and decided to set up camp and rest first.

The two moved to a relatively secluded cave as a place to rest.

That evening, the two ate dry rations, and Zhao Bufan talked on and on about many things.

There are worries about the past, and there are also hopes for the future.

Lin Yang listened quietly, occasionally offering a word or two in response.

He knew that he had experienced too much today, and the ups and downs had given Zhao Bufan an outlet for his pent-up emotions.

The two took turns keeping watch and passed the night safely.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, the two embarked on their journey to find the soul beast once again.

Without Zhao Zhuo's timid and hesitant manner holding them back, the two moved quickly.

We arrived at the middle and later part of the Soul Hunter Forest almost before noon.

This place is basically a paradise for hundred-year-old soul beasts, and even thousand-year-old soul beasts may appear here.

Ordinary Soul Hunting Groups wouldn't come to this place to court death.

Along the way, Zhao Bufan gained a new understanding of Lin Yang's strength.

It's not just strong, it's terrifyingly strong.

Those soul beasts that even he feared couldn't last two moves against Lin Yang.

Moreover, he discovered that Lin Yang had a particular fondness for the heads of Soul-Slaying Beasts...

The same goes for Zhao Zhuo before; just thinking about that head of his, which died with its eyes wide open, sends chills down my spine.

"Boss, have you decided which soul beast you want to choose?"

In the dense forest, the quiet atmosphere made Zhao Bufan subconsciously lower his voice.

Lin Yang glanced around and said calmly, "Golden Beast."