Warrior’s Promise

Time flew quietly. Soon Su Mo had cultivated there for half a month.

In the room, Su Mo’s body was so full of the dark force that his auro was immense. He had reached the Half-way Martial Royal Realm.

He took over a dozen of imperial Spiritual Herbs within the time and finally came this far.

The so-called Half-way Martial Royal Realm was still within the Lv 9 Martial King Realm but very close to the Martial Royal Realm.

In other words, the cultivation for the Half-way Martial Royal Realm was just one step away from reaching the Martial Soul Realm.

At this point, Su Mo is pretty confident about getting through the bottleneck and entering the Martial Royal Realm at one go.

A while later, the auro flewed into Su Mo’s body as if thousands of streams emptying into the sea. Peace was restored in the room.

“Find a place and attempt the Martial Royal Realm!”

Su Mo rose, with lights shining in his eyes. Once in the Martial Royal Realm, he would encounter the Martial Royal Calamity, for which he needed an isolated place.

“Hmm?” Su Mo’s eyes suddenly opened wide as he sensed the rapid movement of his Natal Spiritual Sword.

“He’s out!” Su Mo concentrated for a moment and clearly felt the Natal Spiritual Sword leaving the Dugus’ palace.

The man in possession of his Natal Spiritual Sword was coming out!

Overjoyed, Su Mo could easily take the Spiritual Sword once the Dugu came out.

Sumo immediately approached the window of the room and looked at the gate to the inner city of the Dugus.

A moment later, three young figures appeared in Su Mo’s sight.

Two males and one female.

One of the men was Dugu Sheng and the other thin with features taken after Dugu Sheng, at the age of 27 or 28.

The female in a bright yellow velvet dress was extremely gorgeous on par with Hong Qingxuan.

“Dugu Sheng has it!” Su Mo, eyes squinted, could clearly feel his Natal Spiritual Sword inside Dugu Sheng’s storage ring.

He didn’t expect Dugu Sheng to bear his Natal Spiritual Sword.

He wasn’t there at the Mist Mountains last time.

Su Mo waited patiently. The front gate of the Dugus would be a risky spot for any reckless action.

The trio left the Dugus’ palace and followed the main road until a very luxurious restaurant.

Su Mo set out from the tavern with a gentle smile, heading towards the restaurant.

…

Instead of taking a private room, the trio sat down in the lobby.

Already a full house, the restaurant easily managed to accommodate the trio as Dugu Sheng was no stranger to diners from the Lone City.

“Cousin, Su Mo has gone into the Mist Mountains. We have no chance of getting the Billion Demonic Sword.”

The thin youth asked Dugu Sheng after ordering several fine dishes and wine.

“Who would have guessed that!” Dugu Sheng heaved a sigh. There was obvious pity in his voice. “Two of our Dugu elders were there but they had no time to interfere.”

Thinking about the little chance of getting the Billion Demonic Sword, Dugu Sheng felt helpless.

He had no concern about Su Mo’s life or death but it cost the Dugus’ only chance of retrieving the Billion Demonic Sword.

“Cousin, don’t be bothered too much. I heard the Billion Demonic Sword’s power was just alright during Su Mo’s battle with Zhan Luan.” The thin man shook his head.

“Yeah, Brother Sheng. I’m with Brother Tianwang on this one.”

The woman in the velvet dress nodded slightly, locking her admiring eyes on Dugu Sheng. She added softly, “A genius as you will rise to the summit of the continent within ten years with the Billion Demonic Sword or without.”

She was Dugu Sheng’s fiancee, Li Fei, and the gaunt young man an elder cousin of his, Dugu Tianwang.

A very gifted young lady, Li Fei had reached the Lv 9 Martial King Realm, ranking 470 on the List of 10,000 Talents.

Li Fei’s talent might not be on par with Dugu Sheng’s but she certainly made a good match for him.

Dugu Tianwang was quite a character himself. He had kept his name on the List of 10,000 Talents for over decade and reached the Lv 4 Martial King Realm in his 30s.

Dugu Tianwang was more powerful than Dugu Sheng.

“That’s right.”

Dugu Sheng drew in a deep breath in response to their comforting words and then replied in an arrogant tone, “My talent will raise me above the others even without the Billion Demonic Sword.”

Dugu Sheng had every reason to be this arrogant. Across the Firmament World, very few men of his generation were superior to him.

In a few years, these few might not be able to suppress him anymore.

He couldn’t let a sword disturb his state of mind.

“Heheh. This confidence serves my Brother Sheng very well!” Li Fei put on a fascinating smile. For her, Dugu Sheng was the greatest man in this world.

“Cousin, I heard Elder Kun got one of Su Mo’s Spiritual Swords and gifted it to you?”

Asked Dugu Tianwang out of curiosity.

“Yeah. I thought it was just an ordinary Spiritual Sword but, to my surprise, it’s actually a Natal Spiritual Sword!” Dugu Sheng nodded firmly, solemn and imposing.

“A Natal Spiritual Sword?” Dugu Tianwang and Li Fei both turned to Dugu Sheng in shock.

Natal Spiritual Swords had vanished from the Firmament World. How did Su Mo get it?

How could it be?

A Natal Spiritual Sword could have one and only one master and it would be impossible to inherit. So Su Mo’s Natal Spiritual Sword was crafted recently.

Someone in this era was able to forge a Natal Spiritual Sword?

“I’m very positive!”

Dugu Sheng nodded and continued, “I tried to wipe off Su Mo’s traces on this Spiritual Sword by force but almost ruined it.”

“It’s impossible to remove its master’s traces from a Natal Spiritual Sword!” Dugu Tianwang shook his head while pondering on this matter before continuing, “The best craftsmen of our clan might be able to figure out its materials and formula by melting and breaking it down.”

“That won’t be easy. I’ve inquired about it,” answered Dugu Sheng.

An honest looking youth in a blue linen robe walked into the restaurant while the trio was chatting away.

He glanced across the lobby and headed directly to the trio’s table.

“My three friends, I hope you wouldn’t mind me joining you!” The youth stopped right by Dugu Sheng and asked with a big grin.

All the tables in this restuarant were square. The trio took three seats, leaving the last one open.

Dugu Sheng’s brows knitted as he shot a cold glance at the serious looking youth. Li Fei took the lead in scolding him.

“The eyeless twat, do you actually think it is a suitable spot for you to sit?” With her brows raised and her sweetness and tenderness gone, Li Fei sounded cold and harsh.