Time passed quietly during Su Mo's practice, and half a month passed quickly.
In the room, Su Mo's mysterious power was swelling and his breath was huge. He had reached the level of a half-step Martial Emperor.
In half a month, he swallowed more than a dozen emperor-level spiritual medicines and finally reached this point.
The so-called half-step Martial Emperor is actually still at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, but it is just infinitely close to the Martial Emperor Realm.
It can be said that the cultivation level of the half-step Martial Emperor realm is only one step away from the real Martial Soul realm.
Now, Su Mo is still confident of the ninth level, breaking through the bottleneck of the realm in one fell swoop and entering the realm of the Martial Emperor.
After a little dipping, all the breath came back to Su Mo's body like a stream of flowing back to the sect, and the room returned to peace.
"Find a place to attack the Martial Emperor!"
Su Mo rose up with his eyes shining brightly. Once he stepped into the realm of Wuhuang, the Martial Emperor disaster would come, and he had to find a place without anyone.
"Huh?" At this moment, Su Mo raised his eyes because he saw his natal spiritual sword moving quickly.
"It's out!" After feeling it carefully for a moment, Su Mo clearly felt that his natal spiritual sword was moving outward from the Dugu family.
This means that the person who possesses his natal spiritual sword is coming out!
Su Mo was immediately overjoyed and just came out. As long as the other party came out, the spirit sword was within his hand.
Su Mo immediately walked to the window of the room and looked at the gate of the inner city of the Lonely Family.
After Shaoqing, three young figures appeared in Su Mo's sight.
These three young figures are two men and one woman.
One of the men was Dugu Sheng, while the other man was about twenty-seven and eight years old, with a thin body and a three-point similar face to Dugu Sheng.
As for the last woman, she was wearing a bright yellow velvet skirt and had a very beautiful face. Even if she was compared with Hong Qingxuan, she was not much worse.
"On Dugu Sheng's body!" Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. At such a close distance, he could clearly feel that his natal spiritual sword was in Dugu Sheng's storage ring.
He didn't expect that this natal spiritual sword would be obtained by Dugu Sheng.
It seems that Dugu Sheng was not present last time in the Mist Mountains!
Su Mo was not in a hurry to take action. After all, he was at the gate of the Dugu family, and there were quite a few risks.
After walking out of the Dugu family, the three men walked straight along the avenue in the city, and soon walked into a luxurious restaurant.
Su Mo smiled slightly, left the inn, and also headed towards the restaurant.
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In the restaurant, Dugu Sheng and the other three did not enter the private room, but just sat down in the lobby.
The lobby was already full, but basically everyone in Dugu City knew Dugu Sheng and the other three, and someone immediately took the initiative to give up his seat.
"Cousin, when Su Mo entered the Mist Mountains, wouldn't the billion demon swords be completely hopeless?"
After ordering a few good dishes at the wine table, the thin young man asked Dugu Sheng.
"Hey! Who would have thought that he would enter the Mist Mountains!" Dugu Sheng sighed when he heard this, and said with a little desolate expression: "At that time, two elders from my Dugu family were present, but there was no time to stop them!"
Thinking of not being able to obtain the billion-dollar demon sword, Dugu Sheng felt very helpless.
It would be fine if Su Mo died himself, but it made their Dugu family completely lose the possibility of retrieving the billions of demon swords.
"Cousin, you don't need to worry. I heard that when Su Mo fought with the war, the power of the one billion magic swords was not too great!" The thin young man shook his head.
"Yes! Brother Sheng, Brother Tianwang is right!"
The woman in the velvet skirt gently tapped her gaze, looked at Dugu Sheng with a burning look, and said softly: "With your talent, even if you don't have a billion magic swords, it will be enough to stand at the peak of Big 6 in ten years!"
This woman is Dugu Sheng’s fiancée, named Li Fei, and the other thin young man is Dugu Sheng’s cousin, Dugu Tianwang.
Li Fei is also a beautiful girl from heaven. Her cultivation level has reached the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, ranking 470th on the Ten Thousand Lords List.
Although Li Fei's talent is not as good as Dugu Sheng, he is quite compatible with Dugu Sheng.
Dugu Tianwang is also extraordinary. He was listed on the Ten Thousand Lords List ten years ago. Now he is less than forty years old, and his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.
Dugu Tianwang's strength is stronger than Dugu Sheng.
"good!"
Dugu Sheng heard the words of the two, took a deep breath and said proudly: "With my talent, even if I don't rely on a billion demon swords, I can still be proud of the world."
Dugu Sheng has his own arrogance and he also has this capital. Among the young generation, there are only a few people who can surpass him.
In a few years, even these few people may not be able to suppress him anymore.
He cannot affect his mood because of a sword.
"Haha! Such confidence is my Holy Brother!" Li Fei smiled with a pursed lips, beautiful and charming. In her heart, Dugu Sheng is the best man in the world.
"By the way, my cousin, I heard from Elder Kun in the clan that he got a Su Mo's spiritual sword and gave it to you?"
At this time, Dugu Tianwang asked curiously.
"Well! This spirit sword is not simple. I thought it was an ordinary spirit sword, but I didn't expect it to be a natal spirit sword!" Dugu Sheng nodded heavily and said with a serious expression.
"Native Spirit Sword?" Dugu Tianwang and Li Fei were shocked when they heard this, and looked at Dugu Sheng in disbelief.
The natal spiritual sword has completely disappeared in the sky world. Su Mo actually has a natal spiritual sword?
How is this possible?
The natal spiritual sword can only have one master and cannot be inherited by future generations. This means that Su Mo's natal spiritual sword is refined by today's era.
In today's era, can anyone refine the natal spiritual sword?
"Not wrong!"
Dugu Sheng nodded and sighed: "I originally wanted to forcibly erase Su Mo's mark in the spiritual sword, but I almost destroyed this spiritual sword!"
"The natal spiritual sword cannot erase its master's mark!" Dugu Tianwang shook his head and pondered for a moment. He continued: "Maybe the weapon refiners in the clan can melt and decompose it, and maybe they can find out the material formula in it!"
"It's very difficult. I've asked about this!" Dugu Shengdao.
Just as the three of them were chatting, a young man wearing a blue shirt with a simple face with a national character face came in from the inn.
The young man walked into the inn lobby, glanced around, and walked straight towards the wine table of Dugu Sheng and the other three.
"Three, don't mind if I sit here!" The young man with a national face walked to Dugu Sheng and asked with a grin.
The wine tables in the inn were all square tables. Dugu Sheng and the other three sat in three places, and there was still a place left.
Seeing this, Dugu Sheng frowned. He glanced coldly at the young man with a national character face. He was about to scold him, but Li Fei spoke first.
"Can you sit here if you don't have eyes?" Li Fei raised her eyebrows and shouted coldly, completely losing the tenderness she had when she faced Dugu Sheng before.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!