Warrior’s Promise

“Shangguan Hao, 18 years old, Lv 4 Martial King Realm, Martial Soul of the Rank 5 Heaven Class, Ranked 31st in the List of Top 10,000 Talents.”

Su Mo pinned the name with his eyes.

The ranking of number 31 was unmistakably high. Shangguan Hao definitely had a great talent for cultivating, or it would be impossible for his ability to be ranked 31st among 10,000 superiors on the entire continent.

Most importantly, he was only 18 years old.

The people ranked above him were basically all in their 20s, and some of them were even close to 30 years old.

That meant when Shangguan Hao, who was in his 20s, would see his ranking definitely rise.

It took Su Mo a long moment to recover from the shock. He closed Legend of Firmament and sat quietly.

“Lv 4 Martial King Realm?”

“Martial Soul of the Rank 5 Heaven Class?”

Su Mo took in a deep breath. Both Shangguan Hao’s cultivation and talent were far higher than his.

His inferiority to Shangguan Hao was like that of an ant to an elephant.

As things stood, Su Mo did not even have any chance of defeating him four years later!

Su Mo clenched his fists and felt a heavy pressure on him.

Four years! There were only four years left!

He had to reach the Martial King Realm in four years!

However, he was in the Spiritual Martial Realm now, and there were three realms he needed to cross before he met his goal.

They were the True Spirit Realm, the Enlightment Realm, and the True Darkness Realm. Only by passing through these three True Realms could he enter the Martial King Realm. It seemed that he had a long way to go.

Despite the difficulty, Su Mo still had a chance.

His Martial Soul was evolvable. Since he had upgraded it to the Earth Class, there was an upsurge in its devouring capability. That was where his confidence lay.

After a while, he took another deep breath, abandoned the complex worries, and began cultivating.

Instead of releasing his Martial Soul, he just motivated it in his body.

His current Martial Soul was incredibly terrifying. Once it was released, it would drain the people within hundreds, or even thousands of meters.

Since he lodged in his friend’s house, he had to be more cautious.

The Spiritual Qi in the air gathered and entered Su Mo, while the seven Spiritual Spirals were swirling rapidly to absorb more Spiritual Qi and therefore strengthen his genuine Qi.

Su Mo had reached a critical point in his cultivation. It was time to upgrade his realm.

However, since he had seven Spiritual Spirals, he had to consume a tremendous amount of genuine Qi to upgrade his realm, which meant that he needed more Spiritual Qi than his Martial Soul had absorbed.

Su Mo pulled out the Curse-breaking Pills and took them one by one.

In addition, he also took out all the Lower Spiritual Stones he had left, there were over 300 pieces.

Seated in the room and surrounded by Spiritual Qi, Su Mo threw the pills in his mouth with his right hand and held the Spiritual Stones with his left hand, so he could quickly absorb Spiritual Qi.

The massive Spiritual Qi and the drug surged inside him and finally gathered in his seven Spiritual Spirals.

If any ordinary martial artist in the Spiritual Martial Realm had absorbed so much Spiritual Qi, their Spiritual Spiral would have cracked, and their elixir fields would have exploded.

However, that was not the case for Su Mo, who, on the contrary, needed as much Spiritual Qi as possible.

As an enormous amount of genuine Qi entered the Spiritual Spirals, they started trembling.

Time ticked by, and the night fell.

By noon in the next day, a surge of Spiritual Qi suddenly broke out from the Su Mo’s house and swept through the entire courtyard.

The Spiritual Qi lingered for a little while before it subsided.

A moment later, Su Mo walked out of the room in high spirits.

He had successfully entered Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm, and his strength had increased tremendously.

In the next two days, Su Mo often stayed in his courtyard where he practiced his fistplay and swordsmanship. Meanwhile, he devoured the 20 Class 9 Lv 2 Beast Souls he had bought.

However, those Beast Souls were now a drop of water in the big sea of his Martial Soul, as his Martial Soul had grown to the Earth Class.

He did not sense anything after he devoured them. It was like they simply disappeared.

Three days flashed by quickly.

At dawn of the fourth day, just as he walked out of his room, Su Mo heard someone knock on the gate of the courtyard.

Su Mo opened the gate and saw it was Luo Qianfan, and a tall, thin, middle-aged man.

“Su Mo, this is Uncle Ming. He’ll accompany you to the Four Seas Fighting Ring and receive the reward!” Luo Qianfan said, pointing at the man beside him.

“Oh?”

Su Mo gave the man a once-over and hesitated.

He was going to claim a substantial reward, and he would rather go alone than being accompanied by someone he did not trust.

Su Mo’s uncertain expression was palpable, and Luo Qianfan laughed as he came to realize Su Mo’s concern. He explained, “Rest assured, he’s my uncle. No one would dare to rob you in his company.”

Su Mo nodded and saluted the man. “Thank you!”

“Haha, it’s nothing!”

The man said in a deep voice and smiled lightly. “You’re a formidable genius as well as a good friend of Qianfan. Of course, I would do you a favor!”

Su Mo nodded with a smile. He thought for a second and suggested, “Sir, how about we go now?”

“Alright!”

The man nodded and said to Luo Qianfan, “Qianfan, we’ll set out now!”

Somehow, Su Mo felt that this man actually treated Luo Qianfan with some respect.

That confused him. How could it possible that an elder was respectful to his younger? It did not make sense.

However, he did not make any inquiries. Soon they left the mansion and headed for the Four Seas Fighting Ring.

“Su Mo, you have such remarkable talent. What you’ll achieve will be immeasurable. I dare say you’ll be as excellent as the Four Talents of Skymoon Country!”

The man chatted with Su Mo with a gentle smile.

“Haha, you’re flattering me!” Su Mo said, smiling.

“Haha! Don’t be so modest. I’m telling the truth!”

The man laughed. “I’m Luo Ming. You can call me Uncle Ming, as Qianfan does if you don’t mind.”

Luo Qianfan’s uncle was quite humble and easy-going.

“Of course I don’t mind. Uncle Ming!” Su Mo replied.

“Haha! That’s right. You’re always welcome if you have time to visit us.”

Luo Ming laughed.

They chatted along the way and soon arrived at the fighting ring.

Su Mo found a steward and declared his intention. The steward led him and Luo Ming to the tower behind the fighting ring.

“Su Mo, Elder Yuan is inside waiting for you,” the steward said.

“Thank you!”

Su Mo thanked the steward and stepped into the tower with Luo Ming.

The first floor of the tower was a simply decorated hall.

Elder Yuan was sitting in it.

“Sir, I’m here to receive the reward.”

Su Mo entered the hall and saluted the old man.