Chapter 385 386: A Future Divine-Level Existence

Shi Xiao, Ling Hao, and Pei Yuan all shouted indignantly at the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor.

Just as they had said, the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor was not only their ancestor but also a god in their hearts, whom no one could defile.

No matter how strong Su Mo was, he could not compare to the god in their hearts.

"A god?"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor shook his head. "Heh, gods do indeed exist in this world, but I am not one of them. I am merely a mortal."

Even a Martial Saint, one who has gone from the Extraordinary to Saint Realm, can only refer to themselves as a Saint.

And he was merely a Martial Emperor.

Compared to a Divine Level existence, a Martial Emperor was nothing more than an ant.

"Perhaps..."

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor looked at Su Mo, his gaze complex.

Su Mo asked, "Perhaps what?"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor's voice grew solemn. "Perhaps... Su Xiaoyou, you have a chance to become a Divine Level existence."

"What?"

Shi Xiao, Ling Hao, and the others were so stunned their jaws dropped.

They never dreamed that the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor would offer such high praise.

"I only said there was a chance!"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor stared at Su Mo. "As for whether or not you can become a Divine Level existence, that will depend on your future destiny, Su Xiaoyou."

Never mind becoming a Divine Level existence; even reaching the Extraordinary to Saint Realm was an incredibly difficult feat.

In the entire Cangxuan Realm, there were very few Saint Level beings.

As for the Divine Level, even ten thousand years ago, he had only heard of it in legends and had never witnessed it with his own eyes.

Rumor had it that becoming a Divine Level existence required incredibly stringent conditions.

Even with the combined power of the entire Cangxuan Realm, those conditions might not necessarily be met.

"However, with Su Xiaoyou's aptitude, becoming a Martial Saint shouldn't be difficult. As long as you don't meet an untimely end, given time, you are certain to achieve greatness," the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor said with absolute conviction.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor then gave a wry smile.

'To think I was dreaming of having a peerless genius, one who could become a Saint, as my inheritor... It truly was a fool's dream. No wonder Su Mo refused me.'

Listening to this, Shi Xiao, Ling Hao, and the others were utterly shocked. They all turned to Su Mo with looks of reverence, not daring to show him the slightest bit of hostility.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor waved his hand. "Alright, enough about that for now. Smoke and Dust, are you willing to become my Inheritor?"

"I am willing!"

Huang Yanchen knelt on the ground, her entire body trembling.

'Of course she was willing.'

'To obtain the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor's inheritance, she had spent countless nights tossing and turning, unable to sleep. This was all she had ever dreamed of.'

'Now, her wish was finally coming true.'

'What a supreme honor!'

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor said, "Child, come here. I will now impart to you everything I have learned in my lifetime."

"Yes!"

Trembling, Huang Yanchen walked before the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor.

TSS!

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor raised a hand and tapped the spot between Huang Yanchen's eyebrows.

A ray of spiritual light shot into Huang Yanchen's sea of consciousness, and she instantly let out a blood-curdling scream.

"AHHHH—!"

Her agonized cries echoed throughout the stone hall.

"Smoke and Dust!"

The expressions of the Ninth Floor Master and the others changed drastically. They rushed forward, wanting to check on Huang Yanchen's condition.

POW!

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor knocked them back. "Don't worry, she's fine. She is just having trouble absorbing my inheritance all at once. Just give her some time. Until then, do not disturb her."

"Yes!"

The Ninth Floor Master and the others obediently retreated, their tense expressions easing considerably.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor turned to Su Mo. "Young friend, I really have nothing to give you, so how about I give you this Tomb Spirit?"

"Huh?"

Su Mo pointed at the Tomb Spirit. "Didn't you create this guy to guard the tomb? Why give it to me?"

The others also looked on in confusion.

'Besides, even if the Tomb Spirit were to leave, shouldn't it return to our Drunken Immortal Tower?'

'It would be an extremely powerful ally.'

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor shook his head. "I have already passed my life's knowledge to Smoke and Dust. My Residual Soul will dissipate before long, so there is no more need for a guardian."

"This being was created from my own soul at the moment of my death. It is, in essence, an avatar of myself."

Still confused, Su Mo said, "Since it's your avatar, shouldn't it stay at the Drunken Immortal Tower and protect it?"

"I've had a last-minute change of heart."

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor said with a smile, "My soul is about to shatter and scatter. I won't be able to personally witness the moment you achieve the Divine Level, young friend. Let the Tomb Spirit follow you and witness it in my stead."

"This..."

Su Mo hesitated.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor pleaded, "This is my only wish before my Residual Soul dissipates. Su Xiaoyou, you must agree to it, no matter what."

"Otherwise you won't be able to rest in peace, is that it?"

Su Mo said, rolling his eyes.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor gave an awkward chuckle. "Heh, more or less!"

"Ugh... fine!"

Su Mo reluctantly agreed.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor said, "Although I created him, I never gave him a name. From now on, he will follow your lead, Su Xiaoyou. Why don't you give him a name?"

"You really know how to dump your problems on others, old man!"

Su Mo thought for a moment, then said to the Tomb Spirit, "Since he's your avatar, let's call him the Drunken Sword Immortal Spirit."

"The Drunken Sword Martial Emperor... the Drunken Sword Immortal Spirit... That's a fine name. Thank you for this, Su Xiaoyou."

The Drunken Sword Martial Emperor shot Su Mo a grateful glance, then said to the Tomb Spirit, "What are you waiting for? Go and pay your respects to Su Xiaoyou."

"The Drunken Sword Immortal Spirit greets Su Xia—ah, no, greets Master! Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Master!"

the Drunken Sword Immortal Spirit said respectfully.

The Drunken Sword Martial Emperor took a deep breath. "Alright, all my wishes have been fulfilled. Now, I shall..."

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly echoed from the passage.

'Someone's coming?'

Everyone simultaneously looked toward the passage outside the stone hall. Over a hundred experts swarmed in, blocking the entrance.

"He Tianteng... Luo Fenghua..."

Su Mo's eyes lit up as he looked at the newcomers in pleasant surprise.

'These two are my mortal enemies. I was just thinking about finding them to get my revenge, and they actually delivered themselves right to my doorstep.'

'How fortunate.'

Of course, the newcomers weren't just He Tianteng and Luo Fenghua. They were accompanied by Tianbei, the Sect Leader of the Celestial North Sect; Hua Gu, the Sect Leader of the Cangxuan Sect; and several other experts Su Mo had never seen before.

The reason these people had stormed this place was self-evident: they were all here to surround and kill Su Mo.

Su Mo looked completely relaxed, but the Ninth Floor Master and the others grew tense.

'There are too many of them.'

'And they've blocked the passage. There's no escape.'

'Are we done for?'

The Drunken Sword Immortal Spirit stood beside Su Mo and asked, "Master, who is this trash? Why are they all staring at you with those crazed eyes?"

"They're all enemies of mine!"

Su Mo replied.

"Huh?"

The Drunken Sword Immortal Spirit stared, dumbfounded, at He Tianteng and the others. "This trash is worthy of being your enemy?" it asked in disbelief.

'What a joke.'

'Su Mo is a formidable being, acknowledged by the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor himself! He's qualified to challenge the Emperor in his prime!'

'What Realm are these people even in? The strongest among them is only at the Martial Venerable Great Perfection Realm.'

'Compared to Su Mo, they're just a pile of garbage.'

'No matter how you look at it, they aren't even qualified to be his enemies.'