Warrior’s Promise

Su Mo glanced at Sikong Yan, but he walked toward a crafting furnace instead of replying to him.

“Well, Su Mo, are you afraid?” Sikong Yan kept pressuring Su Mo, as he walked toward the crafting furnace beside him.

He shot Su Mo a condescending look. He was displeased that Su Mo had stood out from the crowd during the previous test.

He wanted to challenge and completely defeat Su Mo in this round.

Su Mo’s expression was cold. “This guy is asking for trouble!”

However, how could there be no stakes in a showdown? Su Mo was dirt poor now!

Just as he was about to suggest Spiritual Stones as a bet, he got a better idea. Sikong Yan had been born with a Fire Spiritual Body, so he might be useful in the future. He was the greatest descendant of the Firescorching Palace.

Although Sikong Yan was hostile toward him now, it was only because of Nie Yu. It would be the best if he could make Sikong Yan his subordinate.

With that in mind, Su Mo replied with a smile, “I have nothing against a showdown. I’m just concerned that you cannot afford to lose!”

“Haha!” Sikong Yan laughed out loud and exclaimed proudly, “Among the younger generation, there might be people who are stronger than me, but no one would dare to claim that he’s better than me in terms of craftsmanship.”

Wearing strong confidence on his face, Sikong Yan continued, “However, since we are having a showdown, there has to be something at stake.”

Su Mo was startled that Sikong Yan was initiating it before him.

“What do you have in mind?” Su Mo asked with a faint smile.

“If you lose, you will not only apologize to and compensate Junior Brother Nie, but also pay 100,000 Upper Spiritual Stones,” Sikong Yan declared.

“Sure!” Su Mo nodded and agreed without a second thought, which surprised Sikong Yan.

SiKong Yan had been worried that Su Mo would turn down such a high stake. He hadn’t expected him to agree to it so easily!

“Let’s get started then!” SiKong Yan laughed and said, “Whoever crafts a better quality Frost Saber wins. If they are of the same quality, the person who spent the least amount of time wins.”

Sikong Yan picked up the materials in front of him and prepared to start crafting.

Su Mo looked at him as if he was an idiot and sneered. “You’ve stated your terms, what about mine?”

SiKong Yan froze when he heard this. Since he had never expected to lose, he had forgotten about Su Mo’s terms.

After giving it some thought, Sikong Yan replied, “I will bet 100,000 Upper Spiritual Stones as well!”

“That’s no fun, the stakes are too low!” Su Mo shook his head and continued, “Why don’t you become my disciple if you lose?”

There was a moment of silence as everyone was stunned by Su Mo’s words.

“Become his disciple?”

“That’s nonsensical! Is Su Mo serious in taking Sikong Yan as his disciple?”

“Huh?” Sikong Yan was startled, but his face soon turned black with a flash of rage in his eyes.

Su Mo was clearly insulting him. He was way more powerful than Su Mo; it would be a ridiculous joke for him to become Su Mo’s disciple!

Given his strength and talent, even an ordinary Martial King Realm expert did not deserve to be his master. Only extremely powerful Martial Royal Realm experts were qualified.

Su Mo was merely a teenager at Lv 1 Enlightenment Realm. Sikong Yan saw his suggestion as an intentional insult.

“Su Mo, you’re out of your mind,” Sikong Yan said coldly.

“Why? Are you afraid?” Su Mo said with a sneer. “If you are so afraid, just admit your defeat!”

“You …!” Sikong Yan was furious but couldn’t think come up with a rebuttal.

Even on the verge of death, it would be impossible for him to become Su Mo’s disciple.

“Stop making do much noise if you don’t dare to accept the bet!” Su Mo shook his head and started inspecting the materials, completely disregarding Sikong Yan.

At this point, all the craftsmen, except for Sikong Yan and himself, were already busy crafting their weapons.

Sikong Yan’s expression changed rapidly as he stared intently at Su Mo.

A short while later, Sikong Yan gritted his teeth and shouted coldly, “Su Mo, I accept the bet. Let’s have a showdown!”

Sikong Yan had eventually agreed to Su Mo’s terms because he didn’t believe that he would lose.

He had become an Upper Lv 5 craftsman a year ago. His craftsmanship was comparable to the senior craftsmen; there was no way Su Mo could surpass him.

Therefore, the bet didn’t really matter.

Everyone in the venue was watching Sikong Yan and Su Mo and looking forward to a great show. The stakes were high this time.

If Su Mo lost, he not only had to apologize and compensate all of Nie Yu’s loses, he also needed to pay 100,000 Upper Spiritual Stones.

And if Sikong Yan lost, he had to become Su Mo’s disciple!

The crowd was extremely surprised by the large bet; they were both hard to swallow.

It was going to get ugly no matter who lost.

It didn’t matter if the loser honored the bet. He would be completely disgraced.

Su Mo smiled at Sikong Yan. “Well, then, let’s get started! I hope you are a man of your word!”

“Hmm, I will never lose. If you can’t honor the bet later, don’t blame me for being merciless!” Sikong Yan sneered.

They stopped talking and began crafting.

Everyone was staring at them with anticipation. It was as if Su Mo and Sikong Yan were the only ones in the competition.

The crowd was no longer paying attention to the other participants.

57 different materials were needed to craft Frost Saber. Su Mo figured out the names and uses of these materials within a few dozen breaths.

He completely familiarized himself with the crafting process in no time.

Frost Saber was a rather normal weapon according to Ou Lianzi’s craftsmanship Legacy. It wasn’t really complicated, as long as he took care of the conflict between the ice and fire properties.

In order to improve the quality of the weapon, he did not inject his five-colored Dark Force into the crafting furnace. Instead, he applied his fire property cultivation skill and transformed his current Dark Force into pure fire property Dark Force.

After that, he injected his fire property Dark Force into the mouth of the crafting furnace, immediately creating a strong flame.

CRASH!

Su Mo poured 53 materials into the crafting furnace and started smelting them.

All the craftsmen watching were shocked by Su Mo’s action. “Did he just pour 53 materials into the crafting furnace at once?”

“What is he doing?”

“That isn’t how you craft a Frost Saber!”