Warrior's Promise

The Imperial City in Topsun Country was called Topsun City.

It was the biggest city in Topsun Country, populated by nearly 100 million people, and no one knew its exact size.

Su Mo and his two companions arrived in Topsun City late, so they stayed at a luxurious tavern, waiting for the banquet that would be held by the third prince.

Su Mo was meditating in his room. His cultivation had been completely consolidated, and his Genuine Vitality refinement was also close to the extreme.

There was only one month left before the Top-100-talent Competition.

"It's high time to level up, I can't wait anymore!" Su Mo thought.

If he did not level up his cultivation, he had no chance to compete with those top talents from Hong Domain.

According to Immortal Wande, the Prince of Flaming Cloud, who was number four on the List of Top 100 Talents, could slay three martial artists at Lv 7 True Spirit Realm in one sword stroke. His strength was terrifying in his generation!

With his current strength, he would be immediately killed by a talent of this level in the contest.

Therefore, he had to keep improving his strength in this month.

Crash!

He waved his arm, and a myriad of Spiritual Stones appeared in front of him.

"Break!" Su Mo yelled quietly and instantly channeled his Devouring Martial Spirit. Countless Spiritual Stones exploded and turned into waves of Spiritual Qi shrouding him.

Rumble!

Massive amounts of Spiritual Qi rushed into the nine Spiritual Spirals in his body and were refined into Genuine Vitality.

His Genuine Vitality kept increasing, raising surging waves and clouds inside the nine Spiritual Spirals.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Piles and piles of Spiritual Stones kept exploding, one after another, filling the room with foggy Spiritual Qi.

15 minutes later, the nine Spiritual Spirals began to swirl faster and faster.

After a short while, under the impact of rushing Spiritual Qi, the nine Spiritual Spirals broke through their limits and started to expand wildly.

Another while, the room quietened down, and all of the Spiritual Qi vanished.

"Middle Lv 3 True Spirit Realm!" Su Mo's eyes glimmered. With all the Spiritual Stones, he even went a little step further after reaching Lv 3 True Spirit Realm.

"This cost me too many Spiritual Stones!" Seeing his strength grow significantly, Su Mo seemed solemn instead of joyful.

He had just spent four million Lower Spiritual Stones, multiple times more than the last time he upgraded to Lv 2 True Spirit Realm.

There were only 18 million Lower Spiritual Stones left, which equated to half of the 30 million he robbed!

18 million Lower Spiritual Stones would be huge wealth to an ordinary Lv 3 True Spirit Realm martial artist, and enough for them to upgrade to Peak Lv 8 True Spirit Realm. However, they were far from enough to Su Mo.

After a short silence, he decided to consolidate cultivation for a while before upgrading to Lv 4 True Spirit Realm.

"I'd better cultivate my body for now!" he murmured.

He thought it was better to improve his Genuine Vitality and physical strength at the same pace.

After a short break, Su Mo continued to consume Spiritual Stones and started to run his Lv 8 Elephant's Strength Skill, enhancing his physical strength.

Golden and glittering illusions of wild elephants kept flashing on his body.

Because there was no bottleneck to break, physical cultivation was much easier than cultivating Genuine Vitality. All Su Mo had to do was to consume Spiritual Stones.

After an hour, Su Mo stopped cultivating again. He had now reached Middle Lv 8 Elephant's Strength Skill, and his physical strength could match that of a Lv 5 martial artist.

"Damn it, this requires more Spiritual Stones than upgrading my cultivation!" Su Mo could not help but curse. In such a short time, although his physical strength had significantly risen, he had consumed another five million Lower Spiritual Stones.

This was too much for him to take.

"I only have 13 million Lower Spiritual Stones left. I'm afraid it won't last much longer!" Su Mo sighed and thought, "After this Top-100-talent Competition, I should find a way to earn some money!"

In his mind, his successful robbery showed him that robbing was the best option. However, robbing one after the other was too slow, and there was no way he could rob thousands of people at once.

"Nevermind! I'll just see what happens!" After clearing his rambling thoughts, he continued cultivating.

The sun had just risen in the early morning. Su Mo, Mu Lingping, and Xu Xinghan had breakfast in the tavern before heading to the east of Imperial City.

Half an hour later, a grandiose manor came into sight.

"This is the third prince's Dreamcloud Manor! The banquet takes place in there," Mu Lingping said to Su Mo.

At this moment, people from all around the country, including many young martial artists, were crowded at the marvelous front gate of the manor.

Su Mo was astonished. "It seems like the third prince is really influential. There are so many people here."

Later, the three arrived at the front gate.

"Participants of the Top 100 Talents contest can enter first. The others must be at least at Peak Lv 2 True Spirit Realm to enter."

There were a dozen guardsmen lined up at the front gate, all of whom were at True Spirit Realm. A middle-aged captain was even at Lv 5 True Spirit Realm.

He was the one who spoke.

Most of the crowd was not qualified, and they could only sigh in defeat.

Su Mo's group showed their tokens for the contest and entered the manor.

They heard some footsteps behind them while walking through the gate. Su Mo turned around and was shocked to see an acquaintance.

It was Feng Xiu!

The man behind him was the Feng Xiu, the Wuning Country talent, ranked 78th on the List of Top 100 Talents.

"It's you!" Feng Xiu's eyes lit up, fixing on Su Mo.

"Feng Xiu, long time no see!" Su Mo chuckled and said.

Feng Xiu frowned a little bit, before forcing a smile and said, "Long time no see!"

He was in awe of Su Mo.

Su Mo had passed all nine challenges in the grand tower of Ethereal Territory, proving his talent and ability of fighting higher level opponents.

Even though Xin Wuming was severely injured, Su Mo had killed him in one stroke, which further proved his strength.

Su Mo nodded at him and continued to walk into the manor.

The three walked along the Jade Boulevard, crossed rock gardens and streams, and arrived at the vast back garden, which was already crowded with five or six hundred young talented martial artists.