A little while later.
The middle-aged man and Dugu Nan both stood up, continually inspecting the unconscious young man before them.
"Brother Nan, what do you call this? Trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it?" The middle-aged man chuckled wryly.
Dugu Nan had originally intended to draw a trace of Martial Soul power, merely to test this disciple, after all, he had heard about Ye Xiaofan's first and second tests both showing a Plant Martial Soul.
Unexpectedly, not only did the Martial Soul Soul Power he extracted fail to reveal the other party's Martial Soul limits, but his soul power was entirely absorbed instead.
"Being able to absorb that soul power could be considered his good fortune," Dugu Nan murmured to himself, feeling not regretful for the soul power being absorbed by Ye Xiaofan, but rather somewhat gratified.
