Warrior’s Promise

In the north of the Central Continent, a magnificent city with a long history sat at the foot of an extensive mountain range.

Covering an area of a one-thousand-mile radius, this vast sprawling city was surrounded by a wall of one hundred zhang in height. Between heaven and earth, it stood tall and majestic.

It was known as the Lone City.

As the name suggested, it was the seat of the Dugus, one of the nine most powerful Human forces.

The Dugus made up nearly half of the city’s population of over 100 millions. The rest of it were mostly individuals attached to the clan.

Above the skies, a beam of sword radiance cut through the air and came at full speed.

Faced by the ancient city from a distance, Su Mo felt thrilled.

The city’s grandeur and vastness was beyond anything he had seen before, on a much larger scale than the Heaven-sea City.

“The Lone City… Is it the Dugus’?”

Looking at the three big ancient characters above the city gate, Su Mo frowned slightly and came to a stop at once.

After losing two Natal Spiritual Swords, he followed the call in his heart for the one that had been causing him mental sufferings and flew all the way here, the base of the Dugus.

“Has my Natal Spiritual Sword fallen into the Dugus’ possession?”

Sumo’s frown tightened. It would be a big problem if the sword was in the Dugus’ hands since they had been coveting his Billion Demonic Sword.

After a moment of pondering, Su Mo decided to activate the sword. From a distance of just over 2,000 miles, he should be able to do it with ease.

Su Mo quickly abandoned this idea as he couldn’t take the risk without knowing who was in possession of the sword.

If the Spiritual Sword was held by Dugu Yan, any reckless move might awaken an tremendous killing desire.

Of course, Dudu Yan alone could no longer impose any fear in Su Mo. He might not be able to defeat the opponent but he could easily get away with all his Imperial Divine Weapons.

However, he had no idea how many mighty warriors were in this city of the Dugus. Falling into their ambush wouldn’t be fun.

Moreover, the Dugu family was the house of the Emperor-to-be.

Su Mo decided to nose around in secret without alerting the enemy.

It’s better safe than sorry.

Su Mo had learned his lesson from the Netherworld Devil Sect in the Mist Mountains and become much more cautious than before.

Su Mo calmed his mind, his facial muscles and bones wriggled. Instantly he changed into a serious looking youth with a squared face.

He also changed his clothes and put on a linen sweater from his storage ring.

Just to be safe, Su Mo even performed the rarely used Triple Breathing Technique to change his aura and cultivation.

Within one breath, Su Mo had become a completely different person, a squared-faced, good-natured youth at Lv 7 Martial King Realm.

Right now it would be hard for Sikong Yan to recognize him even if they stood right in front of each other.

Everything was ready. Su Mo put away the Spiritual Sword and flew towards the Lone City in a flash.

At the city gate, a large crowd in two long lines was waiting to enter.

This largest and most prosperous city of the region would receive over one hundred thousand visitors every day.

With no intention to skip the queue, Su Mo quietly stood in the rear and moved forward slowly with the crowd.

“Attention! No fight or quarrel inside the Lone City or your cultivation will be abolished.”

Shouted the tall and strong chief of guards in silver armor standing in the middle of the gate.

“Get ready 1,000 Upper Spiritual Stones. Do not waste time.” The chief of guards screened the line with his sharp eyes.

Su Mo shook his head in silence. The cost to enter this Lone City was way too high!

1,000 Upper Spiritual Stones per person. One hundred thousand daily visitors meant one hundred million Upper Spiritual Stones just from the admission.

My lord!

Wealthy as Su Mo at this point, the Spiritual Stone was no longer a problem but this number still shocked him.

The admission income would probably all go in the Dugus’ pocket.

The Dugus were making a fortune by doing absolute nothing!

Despite his disapproval of the Lone City’s entrance fee, Su Mo complied to avoid trouble.

In line for just under half an hour, Su Mo handed over one Supreme Spiritual Stone and successfully entered the Lone City.

Inside the city, Su Mo wasted no time and went straight to the place where his Natal Spiritual Sword was.

A while later, Su Mo stopped at a city wall.

In front of him was a city within this walled city, with splendid palaces and magnificent buildings everywhere.

Above the gate to the inner city, the characters Dugu Clan were written handsomely like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, full of majestic momentum.

This was indeed the seat of the Dugus!

“It is taken by the Dugus!” Su Mo’s heart sank slightly. Based on his inner sense, this Natal Spiritual Sword was behind this wall.

However, this city of the Dugus was pretty much a lion’s den. He couldn’t just enter rashly.

Su Mo hesitated. Should he activate the Spiritual Sword and call it back?

“Loiterers keep away!”

A cold shout came from behind. It was a guard of the Dugu clan outside the gate.

Su Mo pondered for a second and left with no express on his face.

He didn’t go far but settled temporarily in a nearby tavern.

To stay on the safe side, Su Mo planned to give it some time and wait for the man in possession of his Natal Spiritual Sword to leave town.

This was a silly plan but certainly safer.

Su Mo was in no rush. He cultivated in the tavern while waiting.

His current cultivation was at the peak of Lv 9 Martial King Realm. It would be hard to attempt the Martial Roayl Realm but he could advance slowly first half way to the Martial Royal Realm. From there things would be a lot easier.

However, Su Mo’s wait had a limit. If the person would not leave after half a month, he would activate the Spiritual Sword and draw it over.

At the time, he would leave at once.

In a supreme room, Su Mo rested at ease.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Sumo took an Imperial Spiritual Herb and warded off all the random thoughts before cultivating.

The Imperial Spiritual Herb was so powerful that it ran violently inside Su Mo’s body.

An ordinary martial artist of the Martial King Realm would exploded after such this intake.

It wasn’t a problem at all for Su Mo. The five pieces of divine elixir from his 49 Spiritual Spirals could absorb ten times faster than his peers.

The room was quiet. Su Mo cultivated in silence, sparing one tiny part of attention to the location of the Natal Spiritual Sword.