Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Now that I think about it carefully, according to the timeline, Su Mo was also in the Killing City at that time.

Chihiro shook her head with a bitter smile, her thoughts growing increasingly complicated.

Just how many things does this disciple still hide that he doesn't know?

However, upon further reflection, the deaths of Tang Hao and Gu Rong were a heavy blow to both the Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A nation that has lost the hope of its younger generation.

One of the sect's guardian Douluo was lost, greatly reducing his strength.

This is a great thing for the Spirit Hall.

As he was pondering, Su Mo suddenly changed the subject: "Teacher, what do you think of the rule of the two great empires on the continent today?"

Qian Xunji was slightly taken aback, wondering why he suddenly asked this question.

After a moment's thought, he answered truthfully:

"Two great empires divided the entire continent, but local nobles oppressed the common people, who lived in misery."

Furthermore, friction between the two great empires was constant, and if it weren't for the Spirit Hall mediating between them, a large-scale war would likely have broken out long ago.

"Then..." Su Mo looked directly at Qian Xunji, "have you never thought about overthrowing the two great empires, subjugating the forces on the continent, and thus unifying the entire continent?"

Qian Xunji was startled.

Overthrow the two great empires and unify the continent?

He had never actually considered this idea.

He frowned and fell into a long silence, but his mind involuntarily began to make calculations.

The Spirit Hall of today is not what it used to be.

Inside the hall, two peerless Douluo, Golden Crocodile and the Grand Elder, were in charge, as was Su Mo, the successor of the gods.

Poseidon of Seagod Island is both a peerless Douluo and the successor of the Seagod.

If the two sides join forces...

Qian Xunji couldn't help but gasp.

With such a combined force, who on the entire continent could stand against it?

Seeing that the teacher's expression softened, Su Mo added fuel to the fire at the opportune moment:

"Moreover, the power of the Angel God is related to faith. After the continent is unified, the power of faith will be unprecedentedly concentrated. If Xiao Xue'er inherits the position of the Angel God in the future, it will be a great help to her."

"Moreover, unifying the continent and ending the war is an unparalleled achievement that will benefit future generations."

The more Su Mo spoke, the brighter the light in Qian Xunji's eyes became, and his breathing involuntarily quickened.

Chapter 148 A Leaky Little Cotton-padded Jacket: The Sorrow of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School

"This matter is of great importance. Tomorrow, I will personally go to discuss it with the Grand Elder," Qian Xunji said in a deep voice, taking a deep breath.

Su Mo nodded slightly and then said, "This disciple has one more thing to say."

Qian Xunji's heart skipped a beat: "There's more?"

The things Su Mo said today were more frightening than the last.

He was really afraid that this kid would say something shocking again.

Seeing this, Su Mo couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry, this is a good thing. I accidentally obtained a cultivation method called Soul Core."

"A soul core?" Qian Xunji breathed a sigh of relief, then asked in confusion, "What is that?"

Su Mo then gave a brief explanation of the concept of a soul core.

After hearing this, Qian Xunji burst into laughter:

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! With this Soul Core Technique, the Spirit Hall's strength will surely rise to another level! Here's what we'll do: tomorrow you will come with me to the Hall of Offerings."

“Okay, teacher.” Su Mo nodded in agreement.

Qian Xunji stopped smiling, a gentle expression appearing on his face, and his tone softened:

"Let's go, let's have a couple of drinks with the teacher tonight, and also see Xiaoxue. You haven't been back for half a year, and that girl talks about you every day."

The master and disciple walked out of the Papal Palace side by side.

Dusk had fallen, and a cool night breeze was blowing.

The hall of Qian Xunji's residence was brightly lit.

Ling Yuan and Qian Renxue were sitting on the sofa waiting.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and two figures walked in.

"Oh! It's Brother Su Mo!"

Qian Renxue looked up, and her beautiful big eyes instantly lit up.

She sprang up from the sofa and ran over like a happy little deer to Su Mo's side, tilting her head up with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Brother Su Mo, when did you get back?"

She completely ignored Qian Xunji standing to the side.

Anyway, I can see my father every day, but Brother Su Mo hasn't been back for half a year.

Qian Xunji stood aside, watching her daughter affectionately circling around Su Mo, and felt a pang of jealousy in her heart.

He couldn't help but cough softly, trying to get Qian Renxue's attention.

However, Qian Renxue completely ignored him.

She grabbed Su Mo's hand and ran towards the restaurant: "Brother Su Mo, let's go eat something delicious!"

Seeing this, Qian Xunji had no choice but to follow.

By this time, the table was already full of food.

Qian Renxue sat down next to Su Mo, asking questions incessantly as she ate:

"Brother Su Mo, where have you been for the past six months?"

"Did anything interesting happen?"

"How about we take Xiaoxue with us next time?"

Su Mo patiently answered each question...

Meanwhile, Qian Xunji, watching this scene, silently downed several cups of wine.

Sigh... I've raised this girl for nothing.

……

Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The lights flickered inside the sect's main hall, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Ning Mingyuan, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Young Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, and a group of core elders all had ashen faces, their eyes fixed on the body covered by a white cloth in the center of the hall.

It was the remains of the ancient banyan tree.

At this moment, Chen Xin's eyes were bloodshot, and the sword energy around his body surged uncontrollably, emitting a faint hum in the air.

Although he and Gu Rong often bickered and insulted each other at the slightest disagreement, Gu Rong was his old brother who had fought alongside him for decades and a close friend who had shared life and death with him.

Now, that old bone lies there, and I can no longer argue with him.

"Sect Master!" Chen Xin suppressed his surging anger, "What on earth is going on?!"

Ning Mingyuan sat in the main seat, his face as pale as paper, his breath extremely weak.

He was already old, and today he first witnessed Gu Rong being killed by a sword, and then he was so enraged by Su Mo's hurtful words that he was on the verge of a breakdown.

Perhaps his days are numbered.

He looked at Gu Rong's body, his lips trembling, his voice filled with grief:

"It's Su Mo, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Today he stormed the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace demanding national treasures. Gu Rong intervened to stop him, and the result was..."

"Su Mo?!" Chen Xin's pupils shrank sharply, and he roared, "What a Holy Son of the Spirit Hall! I'm going to avenge this old man!"

He turned to rush out of the main hall, but was stopped by Ning Mingyuan's stern shout.

"Chen Xin, wait!" Ning Mingyuan said, his voice weak but authoritative, "You are no match for him. You must not act rashly!"

If anything happens to you again, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will truly be finished!

Chen Xin turned around abruptly, and said in disbelief:

"How old is that kid? Eight years ago he was only at the Soul King realm. Even if his talent is heaven-defying, how much stronger can he become in eight years?"

Ning Mingyuan closed his eyes and shook his head bitterly:

"His soul power fluctuations are far superior to yours."

Moreover, his spirit ring configuration, starting from the fifth spirit ring, is all at the 100,000-year level, and the ninth spirit ring is a golden color that I have never heard of before.

Did you know that he only used one move, and Gu Rong..."

Ning Mingyuan's voice choked up, and he stopped speaking abruptly.

Chen Xin stood there stunned, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. His anger and murderous intent were suppressed by those words.

Kill the level 93 Ancient Banyan in one move?

He knew the ancient banyan tree's defensive capabilities all too well.

That's something even he might not be able to break through.

Su Mo is actually this strong?

"But... Sect Master, the old man's grudge cannot go unavenged!" Chen Xin clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.

"This hatred is irreconcilable!" A deep-seated rage burned in Ning Mingyuan's eyes.

"But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire alone are not enough to contend with the Spirit Hall."

Therefore, we cannot act rashly for now. We must secretly unite with other forces, especially the Haotian Sect, which has Tang Chen in charge. Only by forming an alliance will we have any chance of revenge.