Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Chapter 10 Su Mo's Second Soul Skill: Storage Soul Tool

A thousand-year soul ring and a hundred-year soul ring are indeed completely different.

The moment the penetration occurred, Su Mo's brows furrowed sharply, his body trembled violently, and his face turned deathly pale.

Qian Xunji subconsciously took a step forward, his right hand already raised, ready to interrupt at any moment.

Bibi Dong almost cried out in surprise, covering her mouth with her hand, her eyes reddening.

But the next moment, Su Mo's brows slowly relaxed, his trembling gradually subsided, and the paleness on his face faded, restoring his normal color.

Qian Xunji then stopped in place and slowly lowered his hand.

……

Time passed by, second by second.

It was quiet all around, with only the occasional roar of a soul beast coming from afar.

This time, the absorption time was longer than before.

Two incense sticks later, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes.

He stood up, stretched his stiff limbs, and smiled: "Teacher, I did it."

He paused, sensed the soul power within his body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "My soul power has now reached the peak of level 25, and I will be able to break through soon."

"Level 25?!"

Everyone was immediately shocked.

After absorbing two spirit rings, Su Mo jumped directly from level 20 to level 25, a full five levels higher.

There are three main reasons why Su Mo has reached his current strength. First, he absorbed a spirit ring that was above his level. Second, he used whale glue. Third, his martial soul absorbed the blood energy of a spirit beast.

Suppressing his shock, Qian Xunji asked, "Xiao Mo, how effective is your second soul skill?"

Su Mo said, "My second soul skill is called Asura Blood Armor. It can enhance my defense and strength by 100% and has no time limit."

Both of Su Mo's soul skills are percentage-based amplification skills, meaning that as his strength increases, the amplification effect of these soul skills will become stronger and stronger.

Qian Xunji took a deep breath, and his gaze towards Su Mo held a complex expression.

In just a few days, Su Mo brought him far too many surprises.

“Alright, it’s getting late,” Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly said. “Let’s rest here tonight and go back tomorrow.”

The main reason is that Su Mo and Bibi Dong are too young. After a long day of activity, they need to rest.

Qian Xunji nodded, took out three tents from his soul tool, and began to set them up with practiced ease.

The tents were quickly set up, with three tents arranged in a triangular pattern, leaving an open space in the middle.

Qian Xunji then cleaned up the corpses of the soul beasts he had hunted, cut them into suitable pieces, skewered them with branches, set up a fire, and began to roast the meat.

The grease dripped onto the charcoal fire, sizzling and sending up plumes of white smoke.

The aroma of meat quickly filled the air, especially enticing in the forest at dusk.

Bibi Dong sat by the fire, took the roasted meat that Qian Xunji handed her, and ate it in small bites.

Su Mo sat next to her, quietly eating his barbecue.

After eating and drinking to one's heart's content.

Qian Xunji stood up: "Uncle Jin'e, Xiao Mo, Dong'er, you go and rest. I'll keep watch tonight."

Of the four, Golden Crocodile Douluo was of a higher generation than him, so naturally he couldn't be asked to keep watch at night.

Su Mo and Bibi Dong are still children, and they need rest after a long day, so it was up to him, the Pope, to keep watch over them.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not refuse, nodded slightly, and got up to enter the tent.

Just as Su Mo was about to return to his tent, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke up, her voice soft and slightly embarrassed: "Teacher, I... can I share a tent with my junior brother?"

She lowered her head, her two small hands twisted together.

This was her first time spending the night in the Soul Beast Forest. It was pitch black all around, and the roars of soul beasts could be heard from afar.

The sounds were exceptionally clear in the darkness, making her feel a little uneasy.

Qian Xunji smiled slightly: "Of course."

Upon seeing this, Su Mo's heart stirred slightly.

Although the two spent every day together in the Spirit Hall's orphanage, their male and female dormitories were separate, and they never spent the night together.

This sudden decision to sleep together...

He's not a real child after all; his mental age is much older than his appearance. It feels strange to have him sleep with a six-year-old girl; there's a strange sense of guilt about it.

But seeing that Bibi Dong looked a little scared, he didn't say anything.

Soon, the two entered the tent.

The tent wasn't big, just big enough for two adults to lie down side by side, but since they were all children, it was also quite spacious.

The ground was covered with soft fur, which was very comfortable and warm to lie on.

Bibi Dong lay down next to Su Mo, with a small distance between them.

The tent was quiet, with only the crackling of the campfire outside and the faint howls of spirit beasts in the distance.

After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke softly, "Su Mo, I'm scared... Can I hold you while I sleep?"

It was already late, and the tent was pitch black. Her slightly flushed face was invisible, as was the hint of shyness and anticipation in her eyes.

Su Mo gave a soft "hmm".

Bibi Dong moved closer to him, stretched out her arm, and gently hugged his arm.

She buried her face in his shoulder, closed her eyes, and felt inexplicably at ease, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

The tent was quiet and warm.

Silent all night.

……

The next day at noon.

The four returned to Wuhun City.

Golden Crocodile Douluo went straight back to the Hall of Offerings.

He also needed to give a detailed report to Grand Elder Qian Daoliu about the situation of this soul ring hunt, especially Su Mo's martial soul.

Inside the Papal Palace.

Qianxunji sent someone to retrieve two exquisite bracelets from the treasury. They were silver-white in color and similar in style, as if they were a pair.

"Dong'er, Xiao Mo." Qian Xun quickly handed the bracelet to them. "This is a soul tool that your master prepared for you. It has a storage space of more than ten cubic meters, enough to store the items you need for daily life."

"I can store anything important in here from now on."

In this era, soul tools are extremely rare.

The method of making soul tools has long been lost. The existing soul tools are basically passed down from ancient times, and each one is priceless and extremely rare.

With a storage space of over ten cubic meters, it's already considered large among storage soul tools.

Only a powerful force like the Spirit Hall could possess it.

"Thank you, teacher." Su Mo and Bibi Dong accepted the bracelet and thanked her in unison.

Bibi Dong held the silver bracelet, her eyes sparkling, looking at it over and over, unable to put it down.

Su Mo tried on the bracelet on her wrist; it was a bit too big.

Qian Xunji nodded slightly: "Su Mo, I will take you to the Hall of Offerings later. The Grand Elder wants to see you."

"Okay, teacher."

Qian Xunji nodded and looked at Bibi Dong: "Dong'er, you should go back to your palace to rest first. I will arrange the next study plan for you tomorrow."

“Yes, teacher.” Bibi Dong replied obediently, glanced at Su Mo again, and then turned and left the Papal Palace.

"Let's go."

Qian Xunji led Su Mo toward the Hall of Offerings.

Chapter 11 The Three Realms of Swordsmanship, Cultivating Sword Techniques

Offering Hall.

The moment Su Mo stepped into the hall, a solemn and dignified atmosphere enveloped him.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu stood in the center of the main hall, his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree.

Behind him stood three other retainers, each exuding a profound aura.

Their gazes fell on Su Mo, scrutinizing and appraising him.

“Father, I have brought Xiao Mo with me,” Qian Xun said quickly.

Su Mo remained calm, stepped forward, and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to all the honored elders."

On the way here, Qian Xunji had already explained his purpose and briefly introduced the identities of the several worshippers.

When Su Mo learned that Qian Daoliu was going to personally teach him swordsmanship, he was somewhat surprised, but also somewhat delighted.

Qian Daoliu is not only one of the strongest experts on the continent, but his swordsmanship is also second to none. If one receives his guidance, one's swordsmanship will surely improve rapidly.

"No need for formalities," Qian Daoliu said with a slight smile. "Su Mo, you are Ji'er's disciple, so you don't need to stand on ceremony. Just call me Grandpa Qian."

Ji'er? Su Mo almost burst out laughing when he heard this title. The Pope of the Spirit Hall was being addressed like this.

But he remained outwardly calm and respectfully replied, "Yes, Grandpa Qian."

"Release your martial spirit," Qian Daoliu said.

Su Mo nodded, raised his hand, and held the Asura Demon Sword in his palm. Two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, appeared beneath his feet.

Although the several elders present had already heard the Golden Crocodile Douluo explain the situation, a trace of surprise still flashed in their eyes when they saw the second ring of the millennium ring with their own eyes.