20demayo Chapter 72, Level 87 Soul Douluo, Su Mo.
Chapter 72, Level 87 Soul Douluo, Su Mo.
Chapter 72, Level 87 Soul Douluo, Su Mo.
Bibi Dong, hiding in the shadows, suppressed the urge to attack and focused her attention on Su Mo.
If Su Mo shows even the slightest wavering, her trust in him will plummet.
"Mo'er, what's your decision?"
"Don't worry about the Pope, I'll explain."
Ning Fengzhi gestured for Su Mo to relax.
Su Mo smiled slightly; he was even a little reluctant to let Ning Fengzhi leave.
It's amazing how a single sentence can trigger a choice and even add two levels at once!
The Soul Power of Contra is several times stronger than that of the original Soul Masters, so the rewards given by the system are not much now.
The current two levels are equivalent to more than ten levels when one was a Soul Master.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Su Mo suddenly burst into laughter.
He showed no regard for the people present.
If he were to cultivate these two levels on his own, it would take him at least two years.
"Mo'er, have you accepted? Once we reach the sect, I can give you the 100,000-year-old soul bone!"
Ning Fengzhi's face was beaming with joy, and his words were filled with barely concealed excitement.
He certainly wouldn't give out the so-called 100,000-year-old soul bone, because he simply didn't have one.
"Of course not!"
Su Mo said calmly.
[Congratulations, host, on making your choice. Rewards are being distributed.]
Your soul power level has increased to level 87.
As Su Mo made his refusal clear, the soul power of the entire academy converged on him.
For a moment, everyone was startled by the sudden strangeness.
The two people who were fighting in the arena suddenly found that they could not replenish their soul power.
Countless students who were practicing in their dormitories were also forced to stop their practice.
"What happened?"
Bibi Dong, hidden in the shadows, clearly sensed the flow of soul power; the soul power of the entire academy was being absorbed by Su Mo alone.
On the other hand, Su Mo's aura had increased by at least two levels, and Bibi Dong was well aware of the difficulty of a Soul Douluo increasing by two levels.
Even if an ordinary person trains diligently for a year, they might not be able to advance one level. Yet Su Mo advanced two levels in one go. If Bibi Dong hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it.
Ning Fengzhi, however, did not sense the increase in Su Mo's soul power level and continued talking incessantly.
"If you accept, I'll arrange for Rongrong to marry you once we return to the sect!"
"From now on, I will give you ten million gold soul coins every year, and you will have no problem with any cultivation resources."
Su Mo simply watched Ning Fengzhi quietly, waiting for the system to speak again.
With more than two years remaining until the end of the Three Trials of Destruction, the sooner one reaches the Title Douluo level, the greater the chance of passing.
Ning Fengzhi continued his eloquent narration, showing no concern whatsoever for Su Mo's silence.
He believed that with his status as the leader of the three upper sects and the enormous wealth he promised, he could surely make Su Mo greedy and thus betray the Spirit Hall.
"metropolitan."
Chen Xin couldn't bear to watch any longer and gave Ning Feng a meaningful look.
"Sect Leader Ning, if there is nothing else, please leave."
Su Mo smiled.
Now that I've already triggered a choice once, it's virtually impossible for me to trigger another one.
Therefore, he had completely lost patience with the three of them and just wanted them to leave as soon as possible.
"Mo'er, if your grandfather hadn't already vanished into thin air, would Uncle Ning have harmed you?"
Ning Fengzhi said with great distress, seemingly extremely disappointed by Su Mo's indifference.
"Oh? So Sect Leader Ning still remembers that my grandfather saved your life."
Su Mo sneered and clicked his tongue.
He never mentioned it when I was expelled from the sect, but now that he's trying to win me over, he suddenly remembers it.
"Of course I remember. I will never forget this kindness. I am bringing you back to the clan now only to make up for the debt I owe you over the years."
Ning Fengzhi's performance was so superb that Su Mo would have believed his lies if he didn't know his true nature.
"If Sect Leader Ning truly wishes to repay this debt of gratitude, then return my grandfather's life."
Su Mo said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi fell silent instantly.
He hadn't expected Su Mo to be so bold as to say such outrageous things.
He is, after all, the head of a sect; how could he be insulted like this by a junior?
"Su Mo, how dare you speak to Sect Leader Ning like that!"
Chen Xin couldn't help but shout coldly.
"Oh? Sword Douluo has a problem?"
Su Mo leaned back in his chair and asked in return.
The moment he finished speaking, eight spirit rings appeared.
As soon as Chen Xin makes a move, he will instantly activate the Sword Through the Netherworld, ignoring all attacks.
"Uncle Jian, let's not hurt our relationship. It's normal for him to have some resentment because we haven't paid enough attention to Mo'er these past few years."
Ning Fengzhi restrained Chen Xin, who was about to attack, and advised him.
"Since Mo'er is unwilling, let's leave now."
Ning Feng sighed.
"No need to see me out."
Su Mo said calmly.
Suddenly, Su Mo's door was pushed open.
The person who arrived was none other than Bibi Dong.
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
Su Mo put away his martial spirit and bowed to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong had never been to the Spirit Hall Academy before, so why was she in her room today?
Su Mo looked suspiciously at Salas outside the door, suspecting that his every move was being monitored.
"Sect Leader Ning, how did our reminiscing almost turn into a fight?"
Bibi Dong asked with concern, as if she had just arrived.
"Just now, Uncle Jian only wanted to spar with Mo'er. How could we possibly make a move inside Wuhun City?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled without changing his expression, showing no sign of losing his composure because of Su Mo's words.
In contrast, Ning Rongrong had already slumped into a chair, startled by Su Mo's sudden burst of soul power.
"So, has Sect Leader Ning finished catching up?"
Bibi Dong smiled faintly.
"Of course, we won't bother you any longer."
Ning Fengzhi bowed to Bibi Dong and left the room naturally.
Just as Chen Xin was about to leave, he found that Ning Rongrong was too frightened to move, so he had to pull her out of the room by himself.
After the three left, Bibi Dong stepped into Su Mo's room.
"We didn't know His Holiness the Pope was coming, so we didn't prepare anything."
Su Mo said respectfully.
He wasn't sure if Bibi Dong had overheard his conversation with Ning Fengzhi, so he could only assume that Bibi Dong had just arrived.
"Su Mo, well done."
Bibi Dong sat down on her own, her eyes full of smiles as she looked at Su Mo.
Su Mo's performance today greatly satisfied her; even a 100,000-year-old soul bone couldn't shake Su Mo's resolve.
"Your Holiness the Pope is too kind."
Su Mo gave an ambiguous answer.
Bibi Dong stared at Su Mo for a long time; her purpose in coming was to find out why Su Mo had leveled up.
"Su Mo, what is your soul power level now?"
"Level 87 Contra".
Su Mo answered truthfully.
A sound of shattering glass rang out.
Bibi Dong had just picked up a teacup, which fell to the ground. She was completely stunned.
She clearly remembered that Su Mo was a level 78 Soul Saint when he first came to the Spirit Hall.
She had always thought that Su Mo was at most level 80, having just broken through to the Soul Douluo level.
But now, Su Mo is actually telling her that he is already level 87?
The difference between level 78 and level 87 is a full nine levels, and those nine levels are enough to trap 99% of Soul Masters. Yet Su Mo accomplished the feat of crossing nine levels in eight months.
(End of this chapter)