Warrior's Promise

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“Brother Su, what should we do now?” Nie Qian asked as he and Han Ying came to Su Mo’s side.

Both of them were filled with emotion. Four martial artists in the second Martial Emperor Realm had come to extort them but were extorted by Su Mo instead. How weird!

“Let’s go back!” Su Mo sighed. Now that he had offended those four, it was unsafe to stay in the Demonic Cloud Sea any longer. If any of them asked experts to seek revenge, it would be great trouble.

“OK!” Both of them nodded in agreement.

They headed back immediately.

Several days later, they returned to the Shenwu Academy. After exchanging addresses and making an appointment to practice together in the future, they went back to their respective residences.

In his tower, Su Mo sat cross-legged on a futon, checking the four men’s storage rings.

There was considerable wealth in the four men’s storage rings—a total of 900 Lower Spiritual Crystals. Adding the Lower Spiritual Crystals from Liao Yunjian, Su Mo now owned more than 1,200 pieces.

There were so many Spiritual Crystals, together with the Demonic Crystals gained from the Armor Devils, that there were now enough for Su Mo to devour two or three times.

Presently, he was stuck in the Emperor-to-be Realm. If his Martial Soul did not evolve, he would not be able to elevate his cultivation.

Apart from Spiritual Crystals, a dozen Imperial weapons and several jade slips on martial arts techniques were in the storage rings as well.

Su Mo did not need weapons nor martial arts techniques, however.

He set aside these treasures temporarily. He would sell them as soon as he used up his Spiritual Crystals.

Quietly sitting cross-legged on the futon, Su Mo felt a headache. There was a long way to go before he could evolve his Martial Soul to the Fighting Soul.

The Ultimacy was really tough for him, not to mention the concern about how much he had to devour to improve his Martial Soul to Rank 9 Heaven Class.

The Immortality Ultimacy was only fit for simultaneously practicing Ultimacy, not for condensing a Fighting Soul.

What sort of Ultimacy would complement his Devouring Martial Soul perfectly?

Actually, Su Mo could already try condensing the Fighting Soul, but he pursued perfection, aiming for the most powerful Fighting Soul.

Fighting Souls varied greatly in quality.

The Fighting Soul’s quality was divided into four classes: primary, medium, senior and perfect.

For example, those Rank 1 or Rank 2 Heaven Class Martial Souls, even if they were special, only belonged to primary class after developing into the Fighting Soul.

Some Rank 7 or Rank 8 Martial Souls, though equipped with matched Ultimacies, were at most Advanced Fighting Souls.

Only a Rank 9 Heaven Class Martial Soul with the most powerful and appropriate Ultimacy could make a perfect Fighting Soul.

The Fighting Soul’s power relied on both its type and quality.

If Su Mo could succeed in developing his Fighting Soul now, the quality would remain in the middle class—advanced at most. It was impossible to obtain the perfect Fighting Soul.

The difference was huge. Based on Supervisor Sun’s instruction, for Fighting Souls, perfect ones were several times more powerful than the advanced, and a dozen times more powerful than the middle class ones.

Therefore, Su Mo did not evolve his Fighting Soul, but would instead wait to develop it to the perfect Fighting Soul.

“There seems to be an Ultimacy Sacred Mountain in the Academy. I will go and see it!” Su Mo muttered to himself. The Ultimacy Sacred Mountain was a place for the Academy’s disciples to perceive the Ultimacy, and he could go there to seek a suitable Ultimacy for himself.

Su Mo stood up and got ready to go to the Ultimacy Sacred Mountain to perceive Ultimacy.

Buzz~~

The Devouring Martial Soul inside Su Mo’s body suddenly fluctuated.

It was the Demonic Soul inside his Devouring Martial Soul who was struggling violently to break free.

“Courting death!” Su Mo scolded with a fierce look and immediately activated his Devouring Martial Soul.

His Martial Soul’s devouring power constrained the Demonic Soul tightly, giving it no chance to escape.

Having struggled for 15 minutes and failing to escape, the Demonic Soul calmed down slowly.

“Damnit!”

Suddenly, Demonic Soul rebuked with rage and unwillingness. “I feared nothing in my life but was unexpectedly defeated by a stinky child!”

“Humph! You tried to possess me? You courted death!” Su Mo snorted. He would not relent against such an opponent.

The Demonic Soul stayed silent for a while after hearing Su Mo’s words before speaking again.

“Young man, how about making a deal with me?” The Demonic Soul said slowly in a calm voice.

The Demonic Soul’s voice came from its Mind and only Su Mo’s Mind could sense it.

“What deal?” Su Mo asked with scorn.

“Let me go and I’ll send you Good Fortune!” The Demonic Soul answered.

“Am I stupid? Let you go? What if you try to rob me again? Or what if you flee? Where will I look for you?” Su Mo said in disdain. However, it suddenly occurred to him that maybe he could benefit from the Demonic Soul.

After all, the Demonic Soul was not easy and simple to deal with. Perhaps the Demonic Soul’s cultivation was quite high before.

“You can rest assured I haven’t recovered from my serious injuries. My strength has been reduced to its lowest. How could I hurt you!” The Demonic Soul said.

“No matter how eloquent you are, I won’t believe you, unless you show me some benefits!” Su Mo laughed lightly, showing no trust in the Demonic Soul.

The Demonic Soul fell silent again and then asked after a long while, “Why should I trust you?”

“You don’t trust me? Well, stay in my Martial Soul. Before long, I can devour and integrate you entirely!” Su Mo said indifferently.

“What a scoundrel!” The Demonic Soul cursed in rage, nearly driving himself mad.

The Demonic Soul felt sad and dreary. If he had been at his peak, he could have killed Su Mo by simply letting out a breath.

Now, he had fallen to the bottom and was being threatened by a small ant like Su Mo. Life was really inconstant and unpredictable.

“You have no choice. If you don’t want to die, you’d better show me benefits!” Su Mo said. He sat down cross-legged once again.

He had some expectations. It would be better if he could get some benefits from the Demonic Soul since the Demonic Soul was definitely a super expert before.

The Demonic Soul fell silent. He had intended to fool Su Mo with words, but unexpectedly, Su Mo was so smart that he could not be taken advantage of.

He was currently restrained by Su Moso he had no choice but to compromise reluctantly.

He was extremely weak. In the future, once Su Mo broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm, it would be more difficult to survive.

“Young man, I can give you some guidance. How about this as Good Fortune?” The Demonic Soul said after a long while.

He did not want to give tangible benefits because, like spilled water, once given out, it could not be gathered up. Worse still, he would not be able to countercheck Su Mo.

Giving guidance about cultivation was quite different. He had a number of ways to countercheck Su Mo.

“Give me guidance?”

Su Mo’s interest was sparked by the Demonic Soul’s words so he curiously asked, “What was your cultivation and realm before?”

If he were to be guided by an expert, Su Mo was 100 percent willing because he had such limited knowledge and had to grope around on his own in his cultivation.

“Sage Realm!” The Demonic Soul answered indifferently.

Su Mo gasped in shock. The Demonic Soul’s realm was more formidable than he had thought!

The Demonic Soul was a super expert in the Martial Sage Realm. Unbelievable!