Chapter 393 394: Soul Search

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor gulped and said, "They... they're everywhere!"

"Everywhere?"

Su Mo was instantly on high alert.

'Could it be? Did the three of them use some earth-shattering Secret Technique to merge with the air?'

'That Secret Technique is too terrifying.'

RUMBLE!

Su Mo unleashed his powerful Soul Power, scanning every corner of the stone hall, not even sparing a mouse hole.

'It would be bad if I got ambushed.'

Seeing Su Mo's tense expression, the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor quickly said, "Su Xiaoyou, don't be nervous. They're already dead."

"Dead? But you just said they were everywhere!"

Su Mo asked, confused.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Their Residual Souls were vaporized into the air by your Sword Qi. Aren't they everywhere now?"

"Ah, this..."

Su Mo was instantly filled with regret.

He had used the Extremely Cold Spirit Grass as a sword precisely because he was afraid he'd kill the three of them in one hit.

But he never expected...

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor explained, "The moment you attacked, your Sword Qi vaporized their attacks. Then, its unabated power pushed straight through and vaporized their three Residual Souls."

"I see..."

Su Mo said, lost in thought.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor continued to explain, "The entire process didn't even take the blink of an eye. All three of them were just... gone."

"Sigh... It's my fault for striking too heavily."

Su Mo's face was full of self-reproach.

He originally wanted to have a good fight with them to stretch his muscles, but who knew they'd be so fragile.

He was so disappointed.

Su Mo complained, "What a load of bullshit about Martial Emperor Residual Souls. I thought they were supposed to be strong, but they ended up being so weak!"

With that, he furiously tossed away the Extremely Cold Spirit Grass in his hand.

'If I had known, I would have just used the Sword Move with my bare hands.'

'That way, I wouldn't have killed them in one hit.'

"..."

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor's face turned beet red with shame.

He was also a Martial Emperor's Residual Soul.

"Is he adding insult to injury?"

Someone in the crowd muttered under their breath.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor said with admiration, "Su Xiaoyou, your current strength surpasses mine even at my peak."

"Oh?"

Su Mo asked curiously, "What was your Realm at your peak?"

"Early Stage Martial Emperor!"

the Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor replied.

Su Mo pondered, "So you're saying my current strength is greater than an Early Stage Martial Emperor, and I don't need to be afraid if I run into a Mid Stage Martial Emperor?"

"Theoretically, yes."

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor nodded.

Actually, in his opinion, Su Mo was much stronger than a Mid Stage Martial Emperor. But since Su Mo hadn't used his full strength, he couldn't draw a definitive conclusion.

Besides, he still couldn't see through Su Mo even now.

"I see!"

Su Mo nodded.

'Although I still don't know exactly how strong I am, at least I have a benchmark now. In the future, if I encounter a Mid Stage Martial Emperor, I can go all out against them without worry.'

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor suggested, "Su Xiaoyou, if you want to test your true strength, you should take a trip to the Sacred Lands."

Martial Emperor experts in the Cangxuan Realm were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Normally, you wouldn't be able to find one or two Martial Emperor experts even if you searched with a lantern.

But the Sacred Lands were different. They not only had Martial Emperor masters, but even Martial Saints.

"When I have the chance, I will!"

Su Mo nodded.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor pondered for a moment before saying, "Su Xiaoyou, you've helped our Drunken Immortal Tower so much. Logically, I shouldn't be asking you for any favors, but..."

"Just say it. If it's not too much trouble, I can help you. No need to be so polite with me. But if it's too troublesome..."

"It's no trouble at all!"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor quickly interrupted, "I just want to ask that if our Drunken Immortal Tower faces any disaster in the future, you would look after us a little. Even just sending someone to have a word with the other party would be enough."

"That's doable!"

Su Mo nodded in agreement.

Qingyang City was now famous throughout the Cangxuan Realm. Anyone who heard the name would show some respect.

This request wasn't too much trouble.

Su Mo agreed without a second thought.

The reason he said that was just to find a backer for the Drunken Immortal Tower. Su Mo was happy to oblige.

"Thank you, Su Xiaoyou!"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor said, weeping with gratitude. His final wish was now fulfilled.

"You, come here!"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor called the Ninth Floor Master and the others over and instructed, "From now on, you must all focus on your Cultivation. You must not cause any trouble for Su Xiaoyou, nor should you stir up trouble by relying on his reputation."

"Yes!"

The Ninth Floor Master and the others replied respectfully.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor nodded with satisfaction. Then, he looked around the ruined tomb chamber and sighed, "Sigh... To think that this Emperor's final resting place..."

"Ancestor, rest assured, we will do everything in our power to repair your tomb chamber for you!" the Ninth Floor Master said, patting his chest.

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor shook his head. "Forget it. I'm already dead. Why would I still care about these things?"

"Su Xiaoyou, farewell forever!"

The Drunken Immortal Martial Emperor turned to say his goodbyes to Su Mo, then ignited his own Residual Soul, letting it burn until it was completely gone.

"We respectfully send off the Ancestor!"

The Ninth Floor Master and the others cried uncontrollably.

Su Mo also sighed.

'A magnificent Martial Emperor Level expert, yet in the end, he still couldn't escape the passage of time. His Divine Soul has dispersed completely.'

'It seems that to live a long time, one must become even stronger.'

'Otherwise, a mere Grand Martial Artist like me...'

TAP TAP TAP!

Just then, the sound of rustling footsteps suddenly reached Su Mo's ears. He immediately shouted, "All of you, freeze!"

"Damn it, he found us."

"Run!"

A group of people ran frantically towards the passage.

'If Su Mo catches us...'

Su Mo sneered, "Trying to run from me? Not a chance!"

BOOM!

The passage was blasted to smithereens.

Seeing this, He Tianteng, Luo Fenghua, and the others fell into complete despair.

They had originally planned to sneak away while Su Mo and the Ninth Floor Master's group were distracted, but who would have thought...

Moreover, Su Mo had blocked off their only escape route.

THUD...

Fu Tianbo scurried over to Su Mo and knelt without hesitation, begging for his life. "My lord, spare me!"

"Heh, weren't you so arrogant before? You even fucking tried to steal my woman. Do you think you can compete with me?"

Su Mo said with a cold laugh.

Fu Tianbo trembled. "I... I didn't recognize you then, my lord, that's why... But I know I was wrong now."

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Fu Tianbo slammed his head against the ground, kowtowing repeatedly until his forehead was bleeding.

"Shi Xiao, come here!"

Su Mo called out.

Shi Xiao ran over and asked, "My lord, whatever your command, just say the word. I would go through a mountain of knives or a sea of fire for you without a second thought."

"You're exaggerating. I just want to give you a Martial Emperor's Legacy."

"A Martial Emperor's Legacy?"

Shi Xiao stared blankly at Su Mo.

Su Mo spoke coldly to Fu Tianbo, "I can spare you, but you must hand over your Martial Emperor's Legacy."

"This..."

Fu Tianbo hesitated.

He had gone through great trouble to obtain this Martial Emperor's Legacy. If he were to hand it over...

"So you're unwilling? Fine, I'll take it myself."

Su Mo grabbed Fu Tianbo's head.

Soul Search!