《Warrior’s Promise》Warrior's Promise
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Chapter 1067: Pseudo Dragon Ball!
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
Everybody knew Su Mo was trying to scare them into submission.
Glancing around those nine puppets behind Su Mo, all the experts were wholly astonished by their strength, which was definitely at the peak in the Firmament World.
Each of them had a fair idea of the Firmament Palace before they came here, so they were not shocked by the puppets’ presence, but their inestimable strength.
With the help of these puppets, who else in the world could fight against the Firmament Palace?
“Everybody!”
Su Mo’s gaze flitted through the crowd like lightning, and he said with a clear voice, “Welcome to the Firmament Palace. Please forgive me for giving you such a poor reception!”
Su Mo smiled. He did manage to put the fear of God into them.
Obviously, he knew their purposes of coming here varied from person to person, but they were all about his real strength and the Firmament Palace’s.
If it was weak, he would certainly be bashed by plenty of forces, but if strong, those forces were about to reconsider.
“Palace Master Su, you’re too kind!”
“Palace Master Su, you’re too kind!”
“There’s no ill-conceived entertainment!” Quite a few people started to talk.
No one dared to look down upon Su Mo at this stage.
Nowadays, it was enough for Su Mo to be at the top of the continent by means of both his personal strength and inner power.
“Su Mo, congratulations on the birth of the Firmament Palace. This is a gift from Sky-sea Pavilion!”
Deputy Pavilion Leader Qian stood up and beamed. With a wave of his arm, a storage ring flew to Su Mo.
Su Mo smiled and took up the ring. His eyes lit up upon seeing it.
The storage ring was filled with cultivation resources, containing billions of Upper Spiritual Stones, huge piles of Spiritual Herbs and over tens of thousands of multifarious weapons.
Although these cultivation resources were of little use to the Firmament Palace, they represented the Sky-sea Pavilion’s attitude.
In other words, it signified that Sky-sea Pavilion gave its determined support to Su Mo and his Firmament Palace.
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Everyone’s facial expressions varied, but they were not too surprised. After all, the Sky-sea Pavilion had always had a good rapport with Su Mo.
“Thank you for your handsome gift!” Su Mo packed up the storage ring with a smile.
At this moment, the 13th Elder of the Emperor Xuan Palace stood up, saying, “Su Mo, our Palace Master has said Holy Maiden has reached the age of marriage. She is waiting for you to propose marriage!”
Di Shi had said he would take some young talents into consideration if they cherished Xi’er.
The 13th Elder, however, said Di Shi was waiting for Su Mo to propose marriage, which was more blunt.
The 13th Elder thought highly of Su Mo, so he sincerely hoped that Su Mo and Xi’er could tie the knot.
From a boy in a barren land to this present powerful man, not only Su Mo’s talent but also his temperament astounded the 13th Elder.
Therefore, if Su Mo and Xi’er finally got married, he would be overjoyed.
After being stumped for a moment, Su Mo nodded his head and replied, “Rest assured, Master, it won’t be long!”
Although the 13th Elder only mentored Su Mo for one day, he still regarded the 13th Elder as his Master.
Su Mo signed inwardly at the thought of Xi’er. He had not seen her for a long time due to a pile of incidents.
First he was seriously injured, then he sought the Spiritual Sword, and next the Firmament Palace came into the world.
There should be a conclusion of their affections. However, considering Hong Qingxuan’s insecurity and Qian Xunyue’s status, he was indeed in no mood for getting married!
However, Di Shi’s intention for asking him to propose marriage at this time was probably to gain the inner power of the Firmament Palace.
Su Mo could not work Di Shi out, and he actually thought that Di Shi did not have Xi’er’s interests at heart.
“Well, I’m waiting for that day!” the 13th Elder said solemnly, smiling.
All the people in the hall were lost in thought. It seemed that the Emperor Xuan Palace was going to support the Firmament Palace!
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To ask Su Mo to propose marriage was apparently to consolidate a united front with the Firmament Palace.
“Su Mo, our East Sea Flood-dragon tribe also prepared a handsome gift!” Devour-sky Dragon King announced as soon as the 13th Elder sat down.
“Predecessor, don’t be so polite!” Su Mo responded with a smile. He felt well disposed towards Devour-sky Dragon King, for he had helped him out.
“Look!”
The instance Devour-sky Dragon King opened his palm, dazzling glows emitted, and a white ball the size of a watermelon appeared.
This white ball gleamed in the harsh lights, sending out terrible fluctuations of Dark Force and mighty dragon power.
“Dragon Ball!”
“It is a dragon ball!”
“How generous the East Sea Flood-dragon tribe is!”
Everyone cried in shock with wide eyes at the sight of this ball.
“Dragon ball?” Su Mo stared, showing consternation.
Dragon Balls were unique to the Flood-dragon tribe. As the source of flood dragon’s power, Dragon Balls to flood dragons were what divine elixirs were to martial artists.
However, Dragon Balls were more mysterious and powerful than divine elixirs of martial artists.
Most importantly, only the dragons at Martial Emperor Level could produce dragon balls, and none existed in the Flood-dragon tribe at present.
It meant this Dragon Ball was likely to belong to an ancestor of the Flood-dragon tribe, which was well preserved.
Su Mo was too stunned to believe Flood-dragon tribe would give this priceless Dragon Ball to him.
Devour-sky Dragon King certainly understood what Su Mo was thinking about. He shook his head and said, “Su Mo, this Dragon Ball is not real but pseudo!”
“Fake Dragon Ball?” Su Mo asked in confusion.
“Well! Only Flood-dragon tribe’s experts who reached the Martial Emperor Level gave birth to real ones with ancestor-similarizing Blood vessels and full-bodied Real Dragon blood essence.
Devour-sky Dragon King nodded and continued, “While the pseudo ones were forcibly condensed out by Emperor-to-be dragons!”
“I see!” Su Mo had already understood, but for all that he knew the value of this Dragon Ball was still beyond imagination.
Even pseudo ones were condensed out by Emperor-to-be dragons. An expert like Emperor-to-be was rarely found in today’s Firmament World.
As a matter of fact, the whole Flood-dragon tribe possessed no more than three pseudo Dragon Ball currently.
If they gave one to Su Mo, only two were left.
As for the real Dragon Ball, the Flood-dragon tribe was without even one.
Before Devour-sky Dragon King came here, the whole tribe had conferred whether to send a Dragon Ball to Su Mo all day long.
Many experts of the tribe were particularly unfavorable to this practice. As the arcanum of Flood-dragon tribe, how could it be casually given to Su Mo?
Eventually, they passed the decision on to Long Teng.
This was because these three Dragon Balls were preserved for Long Teng, assisting him in becoming the Martial Emperor.
Long Teng had given his consent to deliver one to Su Mo.
That was why other experts agreed to this decision as well.
“Predecessor, isn’t this gift too precious?” Su Mo asked hesitantly. Impressed as he was, he could not receive this valuable Dragon Ball without cause!
“Ha ha! Su Mo, you needn’t decline, just accept it!” Devour-sky Dragon King proclaimed, smiling. He instantly pushed out his palm, and the Dragon Ball flew to Su Mo’s front.
“Great! Thank you, senior!”
Su Mo took a deep breath and accepted this pseudo Dragon Ball, which was of significant use to him.
Meanwhile, Flood-dragon tribe’s kindness to him became much stronger.
“Su Mo, the person you should thank, if any, should be our Crown Prince! The pseudo Dragon Ball was his treasure!” Devour-sky Dragon King said, pointing to Long Teng besides him.
Hearing that, Su Mo gazed at Long Teng and said with a smile, “Brother Long, I’ll not say more about gratitude. I will go to the dragon palace and express my thanks in person another day!”
Su Mo had not thanked the Flood-dragon tribe for thei assistance on the Jade Cloud Lake. Now, they sent a surprise gift again. It was reasonable for him to visit the East Sea Dragon Palace.
“Brother Su, that’s so kind of you, we are bound to be profuse in hospitality!” Long Teng said and laughed.
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