Mo Fan cautiously said, "Old Dragon Lord, if you can't think of the other half of my reward, why not give me some Spirit Essences or Lingering Soul Remnants instead?"
"Spirit Essences? Lingering Soul Remnants? What are those?" A trace of confusion flashed through the Old Dragon Lord of Destiny's enormous pupils. He did not understand the Magic Plane's definitions regarding the nature of souls.
"They are spiritual conglomerates formed after living creatures die," Mo Fan said.
"A Soul Kingdom? No. A complete Soul Kingdom is worth as much as a True Dragon Soul," the Old Dragon Lord of Destiny refused.
"What about half of one?" After seeing the vast quantity of Lingering Soul Remnants and Spirit Essences within the Soul Kingdom, Mo Fan practically drooled.
"Half is acceptable." The Old Dragon Lord of Destiny finally nodded in agreement.
The Old Dragon Lord of Destiny's emerald divine eyes flashed. A pale, illusory Soul Kingdom floating amid the stars above the heavens split into two halves.
The Old Dragon Lord of Destiny drew one half of the Soul Kingdom down. Lingering Soul Remnants and Spirit Essences were packed densely within it. Of course, the strongest Spirit Essences were only Commander-level, but there were so many of them that it could practically be called an ocean of souls.
Little Loach, which had been bouncing around Mo Fan's neck like it was at a wild rave for days, could no longer hold itself back. Its slightly dim blue-green body immediately shone with a bluish-gold radiance, unleashing a powerful suction force that guided the souls from half the Soul Kingdom into its small world.
With such an enormous number of souls entering Little Loach's space, it would probably be overwhelmed with pleasure. Mo Fan did not care about that. The more souls it absorbed, the faster Great Azure Dragon would recover.
What Mo Fan needed to do was use the Celestial Spirit Codex to upgrade low-level Spirit Essences into high-level ones.
He wondered how many Monarch Spirit Essences he could refine.
Servant Spirit Essence!
General-level Spirit Essence!!
Commander-level Spirit Essence!!!
Monarch-level Spirit Essence!!!!
The number of souls stored in this half of the Soul Kingdom was terrifying. Even Little Loach, a professional Spirit Essence collector, took quite a while to absorb them all.
Meanwhile, Mo Fan watched the Spirit Essences in Little Loach's space as though they were fireflies in a field, flying out one by one from a dark, secret forest, dancing through the air, then merging together!
Mo Fan began upgrading them from the lowest Servant Spirit Essences. By the end, even he was dumbfounded as he stared at the seven dazzling Spirit Essences floating in Little Loach's space like blazing suns—Monarch-level Spirit Essences.
Holy shit, is this for real???
Mo Fan had never expected half a Soul Kingdom to yield seven Monarch-level Spirit Essences. Damn, this was the real harvest.
Even a True Dragon Soul was only at the Lesser Emperor Ruler level at its strongest, but seven Monarch Spirit Essences could be fused into an Emperor Spirit Essence, granting the abilities of an Emperor.
Why wait for another day? Mo Fan chose to upgrade the seven sun-like Monarch Spirit Essences into an Emperor Spirit Essence. Since it had been fused through the Celestial Spirit Codex, it could be said that this was the least intimidating Emperor Spirit Essence possible!
Celestial Spirit Codex - Emperor Tier
Mo Fan had entered this tier countless times, for no other reason than to learn what Emperor-level creatures looked like. He had even compiled a list of the Emperors he most wanted to ignite.
At the top of the list was the Creation Sky High - Void Abyss Yinglong Emperor, with its potential of nine Dark Stars. It was the most terrifying Emperor in the Emperor tier. At least in its era, it was far more powerful than his father-in-law Wen Tai.
There were also other Emperor Soul Shadows, such as the Pillar of Creation Emperor, the Heavenly Kingdom Ancestor - Blazing Heaven Divine Scion Emperor, and the Withered Bone Blooms Emperor.
But one had to walk step by step and eat bite by bite.
Being able to light up even a single Emperor Soul Shadow Dark Star within the intermediate tier was already an incredible stroke of luck.
Mo Fan took a deep breath and guided the Emperor Spirit Essence slowly into Void Abyss Yinglong's soul shadow. A Dark Star lit up instantly, and light appeared in the previously gloomy Emperor tier.
Void Abyss Yinglong Ability—Sun and Moon Sacred Eyes!
The truth proved that Emperor's Power was not so easy to accept. Mo Fan only felt as though his eyes had been roasted atop the sun, then instantly engulfed by frost from another dimension, abruptly leaping from one extreme environment to another!!!
The Sun and Moon Sacred Eyes did not merely contain the power of the sun and moon. They held the primordial power of Solar Illumination and Lunar Radiance, ancient, mysterious, and profoundly unfathomable.
These sacred eyes were far more powerful than the Eight Divine Eyes he knew of.
It all felt like a dream. After perfectly accepting the Sun and Moon Sacred Eyes, Mo Fan opened his eyes and discovered that the world seemed somewhat different.
He truly had to thank the Old Dragon Lord of Destiny for all this. If the Old Dragon Lord of Destiny had not recognized his potential, how could he have been chosen as a summoner? Becoming a summoner not only broadened his horizons, but also came with rewards.
In the end, he had even helped him condense an Emperor Spirit Essence.
The Old Dragon Lord of Destiny's favorability in his heart shot straight up, nearly catching up to Chief Instructor Zhan Kong's.
It was about time. He had to return to the Magic Plane.
Before returning, he first gave the Space Element Magic and Demon Element Magic back to the Monument of Power from his first life, then quietly waited for the Magic Plane to summon him back.
In the Magic Plane, spatial fissures shattered open inside the dormitory where Mo Fan had vanished, and he slowly emerged. It was daytime, and fortunately, no one else was in the dormitory.
Outside was a vast expanse of white, with dazzling light streaming into the room.
"Outside... is it snowing?"
Mo Fan pushed open the window in surprise. The cool wind that blew in was visible in form, and white snowflakes drifted with it before gently falling.
A thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, and there was even a group of foolish people playing in it.
How long have I been gone? Modu is already getting snow?
Mo Fan picked up the phone by his bed and found it flooded with messages. It was already November 25. He had been gone for roughly two months.
He hurriedly replied to his father, aunt, Xin Xia, Teacher Tang Yue, and the other important people in his life before replying to his friends.
Mo Fan raised his head and looked outside. Snow filled the sky, cold and indifferent, and he could not help saying with feeling, "A man walks between heaven and earth, suddenly like a traveler far from home."
He wondered what had happened during the two months he had been gone.
"Mo Fan?!"
Just as Mo Fan was sighing, a surprised and astonished voice suddenly rang out behind him.
Mo Fan turned around. "Long time no see, Old Zhao!!"
"Holy shit, Mo Fan, it really is you. Where the hell have you been these past two months? You vanished without saying a word, and you didn't even take your phone," Zhao Manyan said rapidly.
Mo Fan shook his head. "Something happened. I'll go explain the matter of skipping class to Dean Xiao myself."
"What happened? Did something happen to you?" Zhao Manyan asked with concern.
"It's nothing serious, and I'm back now, aren't I?" Mo Fan patted Old Zhao on the shoulder. "I'm going to see Dean Xiao. Let's have hotpot together tonight."
Mo Fan casually threw on some clothes and went to find Dean Xiao. After messaging Dean Xiao and learning that he was upstairs in the Green Campus, he headed there immediately.
Ever since the freshman welcome assembly, Dean Xiao had always cared for him greatly, almost treating him like one of his own disciples.
So when Dean Xiao learned that Mo Fan was still alive, he was overjoyed. He had thought that Mo Fan had been assassinated by those beasts from Black Flood Pavilion.
He had investigated Mo Fan's background and knew that Mo Fan had the achievement of killing members of Black Flood Pavilion. It was perfectly normal for such a magical genius to be assassinated by Black Flood Pavilion.
The great Magic God was about to get serious. Updates would return to two chapters today, and tomorrow, he would see whether he could manage three.
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