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"In that case, fellow Daoist, please make a soul oath to prove that you have not hidden any of Moen's relics." Turael persisted, making a firm demand.

The Star Palace has clear rules: anyone who finds the belongings of a fallen sect member can legally receive 20% of the resources as a reward. All other treasures must be handed over. All Star Palace cultivators have sworn an oath of loyalty to their souls, and no one dares to deceive the sect on this matter.

Forcing outsiders to make a vow of their soul is a consistent practice of the Star Palace.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, the gentle expression on his face vanished, replaced by obvious anger: "You want me to swear an oath? Impossible."

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two sides, Song Qingmei immediately spoke up to stop them: "There is no need to force you to make an oath. I believe what you said is true."

Just as Tula was about to retort, Song Qingmei's secret divine sense transmission immediately rang in his ears: Don't be impulsive, take a look at his Dao Fire.

Tular was instantly jolted, and subconsciously looked at the dark golden flames slowly flowing across Su Mu's body.

Moen's own black Dao Fire was enough to crush all the divine fires in this star field. Now, after being fused and evolved by Su Mu's divine fire, this wisp of dark gold Dao Fire has become even more powerful.

The fact that Su Mu could forcibly contain, merge with, and control a complete Dao Flame is enough to demonstrate that Su Mu's physical strength far exceeded their previous predictions.

The two of them were alone on this trip and had no backup plan. If they were to completely provoke Su Mu and engage in a direct battle, the outcome would be uncertain.

They never expected that the native cultivators of this desolate star could directly devour the natal Dao Flame of a late-stage True God.

Turaer suppressed his anger and stopped pressuring him to make the oath.

"Thank you for your trust, Fellow Daoist Song." Su Mu withdrew the Dao fire around him, and his expression returned to normal.

He had deliberately released his Dao Fire to intimidate the two and suppress their arrogance. The reason he hadn't immediately attacked was because he couldn't fathom all their trump cards. He himself had a spatial talisman that allowed him to escape easily, but Xiao Yunshang and the court officials were powerless to protect themselves, so he couldn't risk it lightly.

The atmosphere eased, and Song Qingmei smiled slightly, taking the initiative to build rapport: "Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Su and I are practically from the same hometown. My grandfather was born on Tianyuan Star."

"Oh? Where is your grandfather now?" Su Mu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"My grandfather has been cultivating in the Star Palace and is now a Celestial God Realm expert in the sect," Song Qingmei replied frankly.

"My apologies," Su Mu said politely, bowing slightly.

Seizing the opportunity, Song Qingmei extended an invitation: "With Fellow Daoist Su's extraordinary talent, it would be a waste for him to be confined to the remote Tianyuan Star. You can join the Star Palace, possess a vast amount of divine resources, receive guidance from top experts, and have unlimited potential. I can ask my grandfather to personally take you as my disciple. If you perform exceptionally well in the future, you will even have the opportunity to meet the Star Palace God King."

"Thank you for your kind offer, fellow Daoist. This matter is of great importance; please allow me to consider it carefully." Su Mu replied casually, neither directly refusing nor agreeing.

Seeing this, Tula was extremely displeased. The Star Palace had an extremely high threshold, and countless geniuses from all over the universe would rather die than enter. Yet Su Mu was still hesitating about such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Song Qingmei did not press the matter, but instead inquired about the current situation: "The Black Mist Clan on Tianyuan Star continues to expand. How does Fellow Daoist plan to deal with this calamity?"

"I'm not entirely clear on the current strength of the Ghost Clan, and I don't have a complete countermeasure for now," Su Mu said, then countered, "You two are from the Star Palace, and you're very knowledgeable. Do you have any suggestions?"

Tular started to speak, but then shook his head repeatedly to correct him: "I originally wanted you to charge into the black mist and kill the Ghost General, but that's not right. This star field is too low-level. There are no Ghost Generals in the black mist, only Ghost Commanders."

"Please explain the classification of the Ghost Clan in detail," Su Mu said, bowing respectfully.

"The Ghost Commander is equivalent to the True God Realm in combat power, the Ghost General is comparable to the Great God Realm, and above that there are Heavenly God-level Ghost Commanders and God-King-level Ghost Kings." Song Qingmei explained carefully, "Judging from the expansion speed of the black mist, there is only one Ghost Commander at the core of the black mist on Tianyuan Star."

"Once this demonic leader is killed, the entire black mist will immediately stop expanding and gradually shrink inward," Tular added. "However, the source of the black mist is indestructible. After the old leader is killed, a new leader will soon be born. To completely eradicate the calamity, we must either continuously kill the new leaders or wipe out all the demonic races within the black mist, which is extremely difficult."

"I've learned a lot." Su Mu nodded knowingly.

Song Qingmei looked directly at Su Mu and sincerely proposed, "Since we've come here, we're willing to lend a hand. Tulaer and I can join forces with you to wipe out the Black Mist Ghost Clan of Tianyuan Star, which would be a contribution to this trip."

The entire Star Palace is at odds with the Ghost Clan. Eradicating the Ghost Clan is the sect's top priority, but Tianyuan Star is too remote, and the sect has never had the time to attend to it.

Chapter 244 If you can't beat them, join them!

It is precisely because Tianyuan Star has extremely low strategic value that the Gui Clan has not deployed high-end combat forces there. Instead, they have deployed low-level troops to slowly erode the planet, and are not in a hurry to launch a strong attack to take over the entire continent.

Currently, all fronts in the Star Sea are under immense pressure, and the Ghost Clan also needs to disperse its forces to deal with the encirclement and suppression by various races in the universe, making it impossible for them to fully attend to every wild star.

"With the assistance of two True God-level experts, it is a great fortune for all races on Tianyuan Star." Su Mu solemnly cupped his hands. "On behalf of all living beings on this continent, I thank you both."

"It's my duty, no need to thank me." Song Qingmei waved her hand and smiled. Besides, this was her grandfather's hometown, and she couldn't just sit idly by.

Su Mu looked at his hands and said, "I have just condensed my divine form and need a few days to adapt to my new power. Please wait a moment. When the time is right, I will notify you to set off together against the black mist."

"No problem, we two can stay in the capital for now and wait for further instructions," Song Qingmei readily agreed.

After discussing the matter, the two did not linger any longer. They turned around and flew away from the palace, returning to their previous lodging room in the restaurant.

As soon as he closed the door, Tula immediately activated his soul barrier to block all external divine senses from prying into his room, and his expression instantly darkened.

"Did you genuinely intend to recommend this person to join the Star Palace?" Tura asked in a deep voice.

"If he's willing to join, why not?" Song Qingmei asked calmly.

"This man is cunning and treacherous. He clearly swallowed all of Moen's belongings, yet he refuses to admit it. He's definitely not a good person!" Tular said angrily. "Why should we give him even a chance to step into the Star Palace?"

"If it were you, and you fought your way out of the secret realm with your life on the line to obtain a supreme treasure and opportunity, would you willingly hand it all over to the sect?" Song Qingmei asked calmly.

"This isn't a matter of willingness!" Tular retorted, "Most of Senior Moen's treasures were gifts from the sect and bestowed by the God-King, and rightfully belong to the Star Palace as public property. He should return them!"

"There's no point in saying more," Song Qingmei interrupted him. "If he's willing to join the Star Palace and return to his sect in the future, the higher-ups will judge this matter. It's not our place to worry about it."

Turael remained displeased: "Even if he joins the Star Palace, we won't benefit from it at all. But you, as the introducer and a member of the same clan, will reap considerable benefits in the future. Don't you have any selfish motives?"

These words directly angered Song Qingmei, who frowned deeply: "What do you mean by that? Are you accusing me of favoritism and corruption?"

"Isn't that right?" Tular retorted without backing down. "We are both mid-stage True Gods, and together we will easily overpower him. He has just broken through to the Divine Phase stage, and his divine spirit has not yet been nurtured within him; this is his weakest moment. If we both activate our trump cards simultaneously and unleash our full power, killing him and retrieving the relic will be a piece of cake!"

"Tula'er, you're too impulsive." Song Qingmei's face turned completely cold as she rebuked him sharply, "I said before we set off that the Ghost Clan is the enemy, not the local cultivators! Besides, you and I have trump cards. How can you be sure that this wild genius who has risen against all odds doesn't have a trump card up his sleeve? During the confrontation just now, he remained calm and composed from beginning to end. That confidence is definitely not feigned!"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the guest room was tense, with the two sticking to their own versions of events.

"Innate divine body..."

Su Mu gently stroked Xiao Yunshang's soft hair with his fingertips, a hint of expectation in his eyes, and the image of the mountain of low-grade divine stones piled up in Moen's storage ring involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Divine stones are undoubtedly top-tier divine cultivation resources, just enough to support the subsequent imprinting of divine runes during pregnancy and the nurturing of an innate divine body.

"Normally, cultivators need to transform their martial appearance into a divine appearance before they can activate the Xuan Fire, temper their Xuan Body, and imprint divine runes. However, my understanding of the Thunder Dao is now deep enough that I can directly complete the imprinting of divine runes without having to condense a divine appearance beforehand," Xiao Yunshang nestled in his arms and added softly.