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“Huh?!”
Seeing that Su Mo had actually withstood her pressure and did not kneel down, a hint of surprise flashed in Nanali's beautiful eyes.
Originally, she only wanted to ask Su Mo, a member of Class Zero, about the specifics of Tang Wulin's assassination attempt, but now she has unexpectedly gained this insight.
Keep in mind that she is a level 98 Super Douluo, and any aura she exudes can instantly kill an ordinary Soul King.
Even if she only intended to teach Su Mo a small lesson and wasn't serious, it was still something that a mere Soul Venerable like Su Mo couldn't withstand.
"interesting!"
"Should we kill him or..."
Seeing Su Mo, who was covered in sweat but still stubbornly resisting, Nanali's lips curled up slightly, and she began to plan in her mind how to maximize the role of Su Mo as a genius.
Despite the immense pressure, Su Mo's gaze remained fixed on Nanali.
"Nanali, your mother is gone!"
Seeing that Nanali showed no intention of stopping, Su Mo cursed Nanali's entire family in his mind before preparing to use the Flying Thunder God Technique to make a run for it.
Just a second before Su Mo was about to run away, Nanali finally removed her oppressive aura.
Su Mo immediately collapsed onto the ground with a sigh of relief, panting heavily without any regard for her image.
"Hey kid, lift your head!"
As Nanali spoke, she stretched out her fair and delicate little foot and gently lifted Su Mo's chin. Then, under Su Mo's gaze, she extended her slender white index finger and touched Su Mo's brow.
Seeing this, Su Mo could easily understand Nanali's intention: she was going to plant a soul seed in his spiritual world.
Realizing the danger, Su Mo began to "desperately" resist, but under the suppression of Nanali's powerful mental strength, all of Su Mo's resistance was destined to be in vain, and he could only watch helplessly as Nanali planted a soul seed in his mental world.
The so-called soul seed is actually a special use of spiritual power, which refers to the way a soul master compresses and condenses their powerful spiritual power into a "seed".
Of course, the conditions for condensing a soul seed are extremely demanding.
Not only does it require a strong ability to control one's mental power, but it also requires an extremely large amount of mental power to support the condensation of the soul seed.
Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, there are only a handful of people who have the ability to condense a soul seed.
Nanali was able to condense a soul seed entirely because she was an extremely rare mental-type soul master, and her mental strength belonged to the top tier of people on the continent.
Once a person has a soul seed planted in them, that person must regularly replenish the spiritual power of the soul seed's owner to prevent the soul seed from "blooming and bearing fruit" in their spiritual world.
Otherwise, once the soul seed blossoms and bears fruit in the spiritual world, it will at best turn one into an idiot, and at worst, cause one to die on the spot.
Breaking the Soul Seed isn't actually that difficult.
As long as one's sea of consciousness is large enough to accommodate the soul seed after it blossoms and bears fruit, the threat posed by the soul seed can naturally be resolved.
Of course, you can also have someone who is also skilled in mental power extract the soul seed for you.
After planting the soul seed in Su Mo's mental world, Nanali clapped her hands in satisfaction, "All done!"
Fearing that Su Mo might not know what she had done to him, Nanali thoughtfully added, "Little brat, what I planted in your body is a soul seed."
"Until your spiritual power reaches the Spirit Abyss Realm, your life is in my hands!"
"If you don't want to die, you'd better obey me."
As Nanali snapped her fingers, the soul seed planted in Su Mo's spiritual world immediately began to take root and sprout, as if it had received some kind of summons.
"what--!"
A sharp, intense pain spread from the depths of his soul, causing Su Mo to cry out in agony.
For a moment, Su Mo had a splitting headache, feeling as if something was about to pop out of her head.
Looking at Su Mo lying on the ground in excruciating pain, Nanali's lips curled into a cruel yet excited smile, as if she could see Su Mo's future as he gradually degenerated into an evil soul master under her guidance.
For Nanali, nothing was more exciting than dragging a highly acclaimed genius Soul Master step by step into an abyss of no return.
"Tell me, what happened to Tang Wulin's assassination?"
Nanali sat upright in mid-air, looking at Su Mo with a playful expression.
Although Su Mo's unexpected gain delighted her, Nanali did not forget her purpose in coming to Tianhai City—to find out Leng Yulai's purpose.
Ever since Shadow Demon was killed by Leng Yulai to silence him, Nanali has been extremely curious about Leng Yulai's motives.
It should be noted that although the Holy Spirit Cult was composed of a group of evil spirit masters who committed all kinds of evil deeds, its internal management was extremely loose.
But there is one rule that must never be broken: killing each other.
The only ones in the entire Holy Spirit Cult qualified to judge others are the Two Emperors of the Underworld and the Cult Leader, the Demon Emperor.
Besides, even the Four Heavenly Kings of the Dark Realm have no right to judge those below them.
If the Ghost Emperor finds out that Leng Yulai silenced the Shadow Demon, he will not escape punishment, even though Leng Yulai is of great value to the Holy Spirit Cult.
Chapter 129 Su Mo, what are you doing here?
"I don't live on campus, how would I know?"
Su Mo rubbed his throbbing head and stared at Nanali with an unfriendly gaze.
"..."
Nanali was silent for a moment after hearing this. She never expected that Su Mo, Tang Wulin's classmate, would not know the specific details of Tang Wulin's attack.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, "I don't care if you really don't know or you're pretending not to know. I'll give you one day to find out the specifics of Tang Wulin's attack."
"Otherwise, you know what the consequences will be!"
After saying those words, Nanali vanished without a trace.
Watching Nanali disappear, Su Mo walked to the sofa and disgustedly threw the wet white stockings that Nanali had taken off into the trash can before sitting down.
"That's strange!"
"Why would Nanali suddenly start asking about Tang Wulin's attack?"
Su Mo leaned back on the sofa, looking up at the unfamiliar ceiling and muttering to herself, "Could it be that she sensed something?"
Because Wu Changkong kept the news under wraps, only Xie Xie and Tang Wulin in Class Zero knew what happened at the hospital that night.
"..."
After thinking for a moment, Su Mo took out his soul-guided communicator and dialed a mysterious number. "Get to the Ragnar Hotel in Tianhai City before tomorrow night!"
"Ok!"
A cold yet slightly excited voice came from the other end of the soul-guided communicator.
After shaking the person, Su Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Regardless of whether Nanali noticed anything, let's take her in and treat her like a dog first.
Su Mo originally planned to kill Nanali directly, but after being inexplicably tormented by Nanali, it would be impossible for Su Mo not to feel angry.
They only stopped because they were worried that the death of Nanali, a high-level combatant of the Holy Spirit Cult, would attract the attention of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Otherwise, no matter what, Su Mo would smash Nanali's head in.
Although Su Mo is not afraid of the Holy Spirit Cult, things could get complicated if Harosa notices his presence.
Su Mo didn't want to be constantly on the mind of a peak quasi-god.
As a veteran quasi-god and chosen one of the planes, Hades Emperor Halosa is so powerful that even Ning Bei, the strongest fighter under Su Mo, wouldn't be 100% confident in capturing him unless Halosa himself went crazy and fought to the death.
……
The next morning.
As dawn broke, the sea breeze still carried a hint of salty, damp coolness.
Su Mo had already left the hotel and was jogging along the street towards the venue of the blacksmith competition.
The forging competition in the Tianhai Grand Tournament is completely different from the Soul Fighting competition.
The Soul Fighting Competition requires registration to be done through the academy; it is almost impossible for individuals to participate.
The forging competition is completely open.
Even if you're not a member of the Blacksmiths Association, as long as you can afford the hefty registration fee, you can step onto the competition field with dignity.
There are many hidden blacksmiths in the Tianhai Alliance, who are obsessed with "making a name for themselves and becoming famous in one battle" and have been training hard in seclusion for this once-every-five-years tournament.
"Wow! Why are there so few people?"
When Su Mo arrived at the forging competition venue, he was dumbfounded.
There were quite a few people who came to watch the forging competition, but it was nowhere near the size of the crowd that watched the opening ceremony yesterday.
However, Su Mo could understand that forging iron could never be as exciting and thrilling as watching Soul Masters fight.
Besides, it doesn't matter to me whether there are many people or not. My main purpose in participating in this competition is to attract Mu Chen's attention.
After paying the registration fee and registering his identity information at the registration desk, Su Mo received a metal identity card engraved with the number ds001.
After shaking the metal identification badge in his hand, Su Mo strode towards the competition venue.
Looking at the hundreds of forging tables displayed in the venue, Su Mo chose a relatively secluded one that was not easily noticed by others, placed his identity card on it, and then closed his eyes to rest while waiting for the others to arrive.
Why do you want to do this?
Of course, it's because if you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way; anything too conspicuous would make your intentions too obvious.
What if Mu Chen doesn't notice? Well, Mu Xi is still here.
Su Mo believed that the bond between him and Mu Xi would make Mu Xi spot him at a glance in the vast crowd.
As time ticked by, members of the blacksmith associations from various cities began to enter, and the once quiet competition venue gradually became lively.
"Little sister Mu Xi, why did you bring such a little one along this time? Is it to broaden his horizons?"
"It's so small, can it even swing a forging hammer?"
Listening to the young man who was buzzing around her like a fly, flattering her and chattering incessantly, Mu Xi practically had her "disdain" written all over her face.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a member of the same blacksmith association as her, and that the other party's teacher was the vice president of the East Sea City Blacksmith Association, Mu Xi would have already punched him in the face.
Tang Wulin, who was following behind Mu Xi, was also speechless. It was clear that the other party wanted to pursue Mu Xi, but he was innocently caught in the crossfire and became the target of the other party's belittling.
The young man seemed oblivious to the disdain on Mu Xi's face and continued talking on and on.