Warrior's Promise

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Su Mo was feeling depressed because his Martial Soul had not progressed for a long time.

He carelessly swallowed five Beast Souls, and he never anticipated improving his Martial Soul in this way.

However, an unintentionally positive outcome appeared. At this moment, his Devouring Martial Spirit was shaking.

The seventh yellow halo suddenly appeared next to the sixth.

Su Mo's eyes widened instantly in surprise. Finally, his Devouring Martial Spirit progressed.

His Martial Soul was promoted from Rank 6 Human Class to Rank 7 Human Class.

"Huff!"

He slowly let out a mouthful of heavy air and no longer felt depressed.

"I seemed over-worried. My Martial Soul could still progress, and I just need more Beast Souls or Martial Souls!"

Su Mo smiled again.

As long as his Martial Soul could progress, no matter how many Beast Souls or Martial Souls he needed, he would manage ways to get them.

He had obtained tremendous wealth in this trial test so it was no problem for him to buy a large number of Beast Souls.

Su Mo put all trophies into the storage ring while putting Demonic Cores into a storage pouch.

After going back to Gale Island, he would sort them out. He would hand over those unuseful things to the sect so as to exchange for some contribution points.

Then, he would use contribution points to exchange countless Beast Souls.

Thus, his Martial Soul would be promoted soon.

Immediately, Su Mo sat cross-legged in the small cave and was ready to cultivate in order to consolidate his cultivation.

He had grabbed more than 1,100 Demonic Cores. In addition to his own, the Demonic Cores totaled nearly 1,300. In this case, he did not need to hunt Demonic Cores.

He would certainly be the champion in this Qingyuan Trial Test.

How time flew!

The next day, nearly at noon, a loud shout sounded above the island, instantly waking Su Mo up.

"The trial test is over and all disciples must come back within four hours."

The shout spread over the entire island. It was said by Elder Wei.

Hearing this, Su Mo stood up, stepped out of the cave, and flew towards the edge of the woods.

Meanwhile, hundreds of new disciples on the island fleeted through the woods and went back.

...

Outside the woods on Qingyuan Island, many people had gathered, including dozens of outer elders and a few new disciples.

These new disciples had given up the trial test so they had left the woods early.

Some disciples had to give up the test because of their severe injuries, such as Li Feng.

Some disciples were knocked out early because they were very weak and could not block forceful demonic beasts so they had to ask the elders for help.

"Elders, can you guess who can be the champion of this Qingyuan Trial Test?"

The elders stood together, and a square-faced elder in his middle age asked with a smile.

"The champion must be one of the eight disciples at the Spiritual Martial Realm!" Another elder in a blue robe asserted.

The square-faced elder rolled his eyes at his words and sneered, "Elder Zhao, you're saying nonsense. Even a three-year-old child knows that the champion must be a Spiritual Martial Realm disciple."

"Humf! You tell me who will be the champion!"

The elder in blue robe huffed coldly.

"In my view, the champion must be one of the five disciples with Martial Soul of Rank 8 Human Class, but I'm not sure who it is."

The square-faced elder smiled.

"Humf! I do not agree with you. Disciples with higher Martial Soul definitely have stronger combat strength than those with lower ones. But the trial test isn't a pure competition. Those powerful disciples will not likely obtain the most Demonic Cores."

The elder in blue robe sneered back.

"Elder Zhao is right! Since they are all in the Spiritual Martial Realm and almost have the same cultivation, it's hard to judge."

Other elders nodded their heads in unison.

"Elder Wei, in your eyes, who will be most likely to become champion?"

The square-faced elder turned his head around and respectfully asked Elder Wei.

After some thoughts, Elder Wei fixed his eyes on the deep woods and said, "I think it's Luo Qianfan."

"Oh, why does Elder Wei say so?" All elders asked.

"Among the eight Spiritual Martial Realm disciples, the five geniuses are the most likely to be the champion. Since they have the same force, it's really hard to tell."

Elder Wei nodded, then continued, "When it comes to the possibility, it must be Luo Qianfan.

"The long-distance attack of his bow and arrow is terrifying. He can quickly kill demonic beasts. In such a case, he overruns other professional martial artists.

"Luo Qianfan, however, is just the most likely one. The final rankings can only be known after the result of the trial test," Elder Wei slowly said.

"Elder Wei, you're right!"

Hearing what Elder Wei said, they all nodded and agreed with him.

An archer was probably not good at close combat, but a powerful archer was the King of Distant Fight. He could launch a long-distance attack to smash all other attacks.

More than 30 elders of Gale Island once attempted to kill an enemy who was an archer.

However, the result shamed those elders down to the ground.

They were overwhelmingly capable of killing him, but these elders could not even approach him.

With 50,000 meters away from them, his arrows did not miss, throwing the elders into a shame. Under such circumstances, they could not take a step forward.

Although the elders were all good at close combat, their attack force faded away at 5,000 meters, let alone 50,000 meters. If they were more than 25,000 meters from an enemy, they were totally vulnerable.

In the end, it was Gale Island owner who killed this man.

The elders were chatting. As time went by, the disciples continuously went back.

Half of the disciples had returned within two hours.

Whoosh!

After a two-hour-journey, Su Mo rushed out of the woods like a cheetah.

Nobody paid attention to him.

Standing at the edge of the woods, Su Mo looked around and found that Yan Qi, Feng Zilan, Luo Qianfan, and the others had not yet returned.

Su Mo saw Li Feng healing himself on a huge stone, and he walked towards him.

"Li Feng, how's your wound?" asked Su Mo when approaching Li Feng.

Li Feng opened his eyes and smiled, "I'm fine. My wounds are stabilized. I'll reach full recovery in nearly a month."

"Su Mo, I'm glad that you came back. Honestly speaking, I was worried about you gunning for Huang Yunqing."

Li Feng shook his head and felt relieved in his heart.

If Su Mo was killed gunning for Huang Yunqing to avenge for him, he would blame himself.

"Huang Yunqing has already died!" Su Mo said with a smile.

"What? Huang Yunqing is dead?"

Li Feng was in a daze and felt puzzled.

"I didn't kill him, but I witnessed that he was killed by a demonic beast," Su Mo said.

It was true that Huang Yunqing was not killed by him, but by a black Demonic Insect.

"Killed by a demonic beast?"

Li Feng felt relieved and then nodded his head. As far as he was concerned, Su Mo was unable to kill Huang Yunqing, but it was quite normal for Huang Yunqing to be bitten to death by a demonic beast.