Warrior's Promise

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Wu Tian Yu’s service in the Firmament World, although he received commendation among the Tribe, was a huge humiliation. Nearly a thousand geniuses had been killed tragically by an aboriginal, and he almost did not make it back himself. This was already his sore point. Now, Wu Chen brought up again, and he would immediately flew into a rage.

Wu Tian Yu’s shout shook the entire Grand Sorcerer Grounds, causing many heads to turn. Upon seeing Wu Tian Yu and Wu Chen clashing with each other, the surrounding people were instantly interested. Both of them were elite genius candidates for the Young Priest Selection. If there was a battle before the Selection, this would give people immense satisfaction!

“What? If you failed it just means that you failed. Do you forbid others from mentioning it?” Su Mo’s face was full of mockery, he was completely unafraid of the other party.

Poof!

Wu Tian Yu breathed in deeply, suppressing the murderous rage in his heart. He did not strike; now was obviously not the time to do so.

“Wu Chen, we will have a fight. Even if it isn’t during the Selection, it won’t be long from now!” said Wu Tian Yu coldly as he glared fixedly at Su Mo.

He was prepared to battle Wu Chen after the Selection had ended. Of course, he did not believe that Wu Chen would win the Selection and become an honourable Young Priest in the Tribe. This was due to the fact that even Wu Tian Yu was not fully confident in himself. There were too many geniuses in the Tribe, and there was a large number of people who were much more powerful than him.

“I’ll wait for you!” Su Mo’s voice was icy and his cold stare flashed.

Wanting to fight was an opportunity that Su Mo welcomed. He could slay the other party completely. The silence between the two was a deal already made. Wu Tian Yu did not say another word, but turned away and left.

As time passed by slowly, more people came to Grand Sorcerer Grounds and many of the Sorcerer Tribe geniuses kept coming down. A few Super Geniuses also made their way down to Grand Sorcerer Grounds successively. Each Super Genius who arrived stirred up a grand commotion amongst the crowd. About half an hour later, the morning sun hung high in the sky and there was a sudden disruption in the audience.

“Wu Ma and Wu You Lan are here!”

“What a great Jade couple, they are so compatible!”

“Wu Ma and Wu You Lan have left Heaven Underworld City for two years. Now they are finally back!”

“Both of them have had a big leap in cultivation!”

The crowd roared as everyone turned their heads to look in the distance. A man and a woman could be seen far away, heading towards the crowd together. The man was clad in a purple robe with silver sides. He was tall, wearing a stern expression, and had an extraordinary appearance. The lady was an unrivalled beauty, wearing a long light pink skirt. Her posture was extremely graceful, and her porcelain white face looked so delicate, it seemed as if it could be broken with a single blow. Her beautiful features gazed outward as her cherry lips carried a smile, giving others the feeling of a spring breeze caressing their faces.

Su Mo was also examining the two of them, as they were Super Geniuses who ranked second and third in the Young Priest Selection candidate list. On average, both of their cultivation had reached Rank 6 Martial Emperor Realm. Their aura was thick beyond compare and immeasurably deep.

Including Su Mo, all those who were aiming for the Young Priest position looked dignified. But these two were definitely everyone’s strongest opponents. Su Mo knew quite a bit of information regarding these two, and they were indeed well-renowned.

Wu Ma had Yuan Spirit. This kind of body constitution was ranked number 752 on the Ancient Foreign Body Board. It was naturally able to connect with different types of Spiritual Qi and was able to extract the purest Spiritual Qi for its own use. It was extremely powerful. Furthermore, its Fighting Spirit was even more extraordinary. It was just a palm, called Hands of God, and was a Super Martial Soul that was in the lead of the Ancient Martial Soul Board, where it ranked about 3,600.

The lady’s name was Wu You Lan and her talent did not seem to be any weaker than Wu Ma’s. She had a Coloured Glaze Treasure Body, which was of a unique constitution and ranked 778 on the Ancient Foreign Body Board. Her Fighting Soul was a Gold Hoop which was called Search Heaven Hoop. Similarly, this Fighting Soul was famous in the Ancient Martial Soul Board, ranking more than 2,000. It’s ranking was higher compared to Wu Ma’s Hands of God Fighting Soul.

As Su Mo meticulously recalled their information from his memories, his heart dropped slightly. They were truly peerless geniuses, both of them were definitely the strongest talents amongst everyone he had ever seen.

However, no matter how powerful the two of them were, he was also confident, or rather, he had confidence in his own Fighting Soul.

“Big Brother Wu Ma, Sister You Lan!”

“Brother Wu Ma and Sister You Lan, this time where did you go to train yourselves?”

“Congrats on the leap in Cultivation!”

……

Wu Ma and Wu You Lan had not even reached the Grand Sorcerer Grounds and yet there were many people who swarmed around them eagerly to greet them. They both responded with gentle nodding. They then arrived at the public square amongst the crowd clustering around them.

In an instant, Wu Ma and Wu You Lan became the focal point of everyone in the Grounds. However, they casually replied to the crowds statements. Their gaze swept all four corners of the area, as if they were looking for someone.

Time passed by slowly. Another half and hour elapsed and figures suddenly appeared in the Sky. There were about a hundred people, most of whom were middle-aged people or the elderly. Each of their auras were sturdy and powerful beyond words.

This was especially true for the two elders in the middle of the group. Their bodies radiated Holy Light which was extremely blinding. The looked scornfully at the land under Heaven as they opened and closed their eyes, as if they were Nine Day Spiritual Souls. Nobody dared to look at them directly.

A group of people tread on the air lightly, as if they were walking very slowly. However, in a breath, they had already arrived in the sky above the square.

“I have seen the High Priest, Fourth Priest, and the Core Elders!”

“I have seen the High Priest, Fourth Priest, and the Core Elders!”

“I have seen the High Priest, Fourth Priest, and the Core Elders!”

In an instant, cheers reverberated in the air. Regardless of whether they were Young Sorcerer Tribe brothers or ordinary Sorcerer Tribe elders, the crowd in the public square rushed up to the sky to bow and greet the elders.

Su Mo also slightly held his fists and bowed like the rest of the crowd.

A the same time, he was also secretly looking at these people. The two elders in the middle were no doubt the High Priest and Fourth Priest — strong contenders of the Martial Sage Realm. One of the elders had a skinny body. His hair and beard as grey as if he were a hundred-year-old man.

According to the memory of Wu Chen, this person was the Fourth Priest of the Sorcerer Tribe. As for the other elder, he had a square face and his expression was dignified. He was of a tall and sturdy stature and, compared to Fourth Priest, was much younger. He did not look over sixty, but more like a middle-aged man. This was the descendant of the Sorcerer Tribe from Heavenly Underworld Star, the High Priest, who was of the highest status and the strongest priest under the patriarch.

The High Priest, Fourth Priest, as well as the two core elders beside them were dressed in very different styles which were completely distinct from that of ordinary Sorcerer Tribesmen.

They were all wearing black felt hats and a black and white brocade, carrying the large Sorcerer Tribe trident sign in front of their chests.

This was ethnic decoration of the Sorcerer Tribe. Only the clan elder, priests, core elders, and young priests were worthy of wearing such accessories. This was the symbol of the identity of the Sorcerer Tribe.

Su Mo looked at the High Priest, and breathed deeply. Qing Xuan was in the hands of this man. He had to get close to him.

“Exemption!”

Faced with a countless number of salutes, the High Priest was expressionless and slightly waved his sleeves.

“Thank you High Priest!”

“Thank you High Priest!”

“Thank you High Priest!”

The crowd shouted in unison as their cheers reverberated in the air, which could be heard ten thousand miles away.