Chapter 396 - 397: Death Is Too Good for Them

’Call the Celestial Dao down?’

Su Mo thought about it but ultimately refused. "Forget it. I don’t know him that well."

It wasn’t that he hadn’t considered calling the Celestial Dao down.

’But what would I even call him down for?’

’Out of curiosity?’

’What if he refuses, or what if he comes down and we end up fighting?’

’Better just to forget it!’

Once his power truly reached that level, This Celestial Dao would obediently come down to kiss his ass, no summons needed.

"This... Fine, then."

The anticipation on the Tomb Spirit’s face vanished, replaced by deep disappointment.

This was their only chance to see This Celestial Dao.

Unfortunately, Su Mo had refused.

The others also showed looks of disappointment.

They, too, had dreamed of meeting This Celestial Dao to see what it looked like.

Su Mo turned back to Luo Fenghua and the others, his voice cold. "Alright, you’ve seen what there is to see. Now, it’s time for you to be on your way."

THUMP!

Luo Fenghua, He Tianteng, and the others collapsed, their bodies going limp.

They had completely despaired.

’He can even order the Celestial Dao around. How are we supposed to fight that?’

’It’s impossible to win.’

However, Su Mo had no intention of killing them himself. He turned to the Ninth Floor Master and said, "I’ll leave them all to you."

He’d felt no satisfaction in annihilating the four Martial Emperor Residual Souls; dealing with Luo Fenghua and his group would be even more pointless.

To him, Luo Fenghua and the others were nothing but ants.

Killing them wouldn’t even be satisfying.

"Yes!"

The Ninth Floor Master was overjoyed. "Rest assured, Elder Su. I’ll make them pay a bloody price. They won’t have an easy death."

After all, he was filled with pent-up rage.

This was the perfect chance to vent.

WHOOSH!

With a wave of his sleeve, Su Mo grievously wounded Luo Fenghua and the others, robbing them of any strength to resist before turning them over to the Ninth Floor Master.

"Ninth Floor Master, spare us! For the sake of our shared roots in the Nine Great Forces, please, spare our lives."

Luo Fenghua pleaded desperately.

"Bah!"

The Ninth Floor Master spat in Luo Fenghua’s face, his voice burning with rage. "Damn you! So *now* you remember our shared roots."

If we truly shared the same roots, Purple Cloud Palace should have helped our Drunken Immortal Tower.

And even if you didn’t help, you shouldn’t have kicked us while we were down.

But Purple Cloud Palace? Oh, you did much more. Not only did you look down on the Drunken Immortal Tower, you did everything you could to try and wipe us out.

And it was the same with the Haoyue Sect, the Celestial North Sect, and the Cangxuan Sect.

All of you are treacherous villains who kick a man when he’s down.

How could he possibly forgive people like that?

Should he let them live just to waste food?

"Die!"

With a mighty swing of his sword, the Ninth Floor Master beheaded Luo Fenghua, He Tianteng, Hua Gu, and Tianbei.

How lamentable.

The four once-lofty Sect Leaders, masters at the Martial Venerable Great Perfection Level, were dead just like that.

SHING! SHING! SHING!

But killing the four Sect Leaders wasn’t enough to quell his rage. The Ninth Floor Master proceeded to kill every last person present from the four Major Sects.

"Worthless dogs! Death is too good for you!"

The Eighth Floor Master said coldly, "Ninth Floor Master, you’re too merciful. Those bastards should have been subjected to death by a thousand cuts. A single sword stroke was too quick, too easy."

"Now that we’ve had our revenge, let the past be the past. From now on, we should focus on our Cultivation and not waste our energy on such things."

The Ninth Floor Master advised earnestly, "As long as we ourselves are strong enough, no one will dare to bully us in the future. This was our ancestor’s final wish."

"If it is our ancestor’s wish, then we shall naturally obey!"

The Eighth Floor Master said with a nod.

Su Mo said, "Your revenge is complete, and you’ve obtained the Martial Emperor’s Legacy. Our business here is finished. It’s time to leave."

WHOOSH!

Su Mo leaped into the air, flying up through the hole in the stone hall’s ceiling and out of the Emperor’s Abyss.

"Such a profound Sky-controlling Technique!"

"Don’t be envious. Elder Su can command This Celestial Dao itself. What’s a little skill like this in comparison? Let’s follow him out."

"Let’s go!"

The Ninth Floor Master and the others followed, arriving outside the Emperor’s Abyss.

They had just found their footing when they heard the Fifth Floor Master say, "Huh? Elder Su, Ninth Floor Master, how did you come out of there?"

"We... Never mind. Why don’t you tell him?"

Su Mo looked at the Ninth Floor Master.

The Ninth Floor Master gave a brief account of what had happened deep inside the Emperor’s Abyss.

The Fifth Floor Master was stunned. "Annihilated four Martial Emperor Residual Souls with a single sword strike and summoned This Celestial Dao to bring down a Celestial Tribulation? Ninth Floor Master, I haven’t seen much of the world, but are you sure you’re not pulling my leg?"

"Didn’t you see the Celestial Tribulation just now?"

The Ninth Floor Master retorted.

The Fifth Floor Master hesitated. "I saw it, yes, but... is that something a human can even do?"

"Alright, I’ll explain everything later. But you... you actually broke through to Martial Venerable Great Perfection? Did you have some kind of fortuitous encounter?" the Ninth Floor Master asked curiously.

The Fifth Floor Master said gratefully, "I have Elder Su to thank for that. When he was healing my injuries, he left a Power Seed inside me. That’s how I..."

"A Power Seed?"

The Ninth Floor Master looked at Su Mo with great expectation. ’If I could also receive a Power Seed from Su Mo,’ he thought, ’wouldn’t I also be able to...?’

Su Mo saw through the Ninth Floor Master’s thoughts at a glance and said indifferently, "I can give you a Power Seed, but the Drunken Immortal Tower must do me a favor first."

"What favor?"

The Ninth Floor Master asked cautiously.

He thought, ’A favor that requires a great figure like Su Mo to ask for help must be an immense task, probably something incredibly difficult to achieve.’

Therefore, he didn’t dare to agree rashly.

However...

Su Mo simply said, "Lend me some men. I’m going to pay a visit to the four Major Sects and tear their homes down."

"Tear their homes down?"

The Ninth Floor Master was stunned.

He’d thought it was some monumental task, but it was just tearing down a few buildings.

Wait!

Tear down their homes?

’Su Mo has a hobby like that?’

The Ninth Floor Master said, "The Drunken Immortal Tower, including its nine Floor Masters, has over eighteen thousand people in total. They are all at your command. In fact, I’ll personally accompany you, Elder Su. Shall we leave now?"

"Wait a moment. I have a gift to give Luo Yu."

Su Mo waved to Luo Yu. "Luo Yu, come here."

"Yes!"

Luo Yu approached Su Mo nervously.

ZING!

With a flick of his finger, Su Mo sent a silver light into Luo Yu’s mind. Her eyes widened in shock. "This is..."

"Senior Sister Luo, what gift did Elder Su give you?"

Liu Ming asked curiously.

Luo Yu trembled as she spoke. "The Martial Emperor’s... Martial Emperor’s Legacy!"

"What? The Martial Emperor’s Legacy?"

Liu Ming’s eyes widened, his jaw dropping in astonishment.

He knew Su Mo’s gift to Luo Yu wouldn’t be simple, but he never imagined it would be something as precious as the Martial Emperor’s Legacy.

Such an extravagant gesture...

"Let’s go."

Su Mo gave a faint smile and vanished with the Ninth Floor Master.

「Half a day later...」

The two men arrived before a mountain gate, backed by a dense crowd of disciples numbering over ten thousand.

The Ninth Floor Master said, "Elder Su, this is Purple Cloud Palace."

"Oh?"

Su Mo looked up. Seeing a purple haze swirling around Purple Cloud Palace, he asked in surprise, "Huh? The Spiritual Qi here is purple?"

It was his first time seeing purple Spiritual Qi.

How mystical!