Confronting the Soul Fragment, the Ancient God's Tomb Collapses

The Emperor's Mausoleum.

The tomb was much more secure than the Imperial Academy.

Mu Rong walked through the mausoleum, holding a scroll in his hand.

"The Records of the Ancient Gods (Illustrated Edition)", "The History of the Great Wilderness", and "The Analysis of the Foundation of the Sacred Path".

He took out an ancient book that was covered in dust and sat down.

Flip open.

Rustle.

Whisper.

The pages were like a meticulous scanner, absorbing every word on the parchment.

"..."

The night was deep and people were resting.

Seven Stars.

Suo Ling already knew that something was wrong and whispered in her ear.

Mu Rong was lying on the bed.

Five Elements Heavenly Mirror.

This was his first time trying to deceive him.

Inhale the whole breath.

Relax your mind.

The world around him gradually calmed down, and in the darkness, starlight began to emerge.

Glimmering.

A cold intention appeared in the scattered starlight.

Ice Element.

Mu Rong whispered to lure it with his mind.

Very slow.

Those lights were like wandering ghosts, and he couldn't understand why they were "playing".

After absorbing the power of the Nine Revolutions, the Demon Blade was pulled into the void.

The cold stream flowed into the body, and the spiritual energy surged and flowed.

Mu Rong opened his eyes, and the cold stream flowed into his eyes.

The void was filled with cold streams.

The original void was filled with a faint, ethereal aura.

A faint light flickered.

A sense of vitality surged.

He breathed in.

He slowly stood up, his body tall and sturdy.

Mu Rong's eyes slowly opened, and he spat out a mouthful of turbid air.

The dark mist condensed in the void, lingering for a long time.

He breathed in again.

He felt the surging and strengthening of his spiritual power.

He carefully analyzed the demon power that had fused with his body.

It was precisely because of Mu Rong's strong physique that he had the spiritual power and the foundation for cultivation. Looking at the speed of his absorption, it was estimated that it would take about a year to double it!

One year to double.

This was already considered a heavenly talent.

If it were someone like Suo Ling, it would take three years to double, and he might not be able to double it in two years.

"Ordinary people's spiritual power is not as good as mine."

Without a rich source of resources, cultivation was like building a house without a foundation.

His physique was not strong enough to withstand the long period of cultivation.

Without a strong physique, his cultivation speed would be slow and difficult.

Without high-quality spiritual bodies to replenish his spiritual power, his cultivation would become weaker and weaker, and his body would become thinner and thinner.

This was the curse of the mortal world.

The only way to break this curse was to...

A large number of books.

Mu Rong looked out the window.

The moonlight was clear.

"..."

Three months later.

Deep sleep.

The courtyard was filled with fallen leaves.

The imperial palace was bustling.

Mu Rong skillfully flipped through a book about soul fragments.

After three months, he had flipped through most of the books in the library about soul fragments.

Since he was going to walk the control system, the first soul fragment selection was very important.

The best candidate was a soul fragment that possessed both ice properties and the bloodline of a beast.

Not only could it strengthen the soul's ice properties, but it could also stimulate the soul's ice properties through the beast's bloodline. There was no reason to let it go if he had the ability.

He flipped through the entire library. Only one book, "The Water Dragon's Soul Fragment," was not in the library.

The knowledge of the Imperial Academy was limited.

Mu Rong combined it with the ancient language he had learned, and felt that the words "Water Dragon's Soul Fragment" were particularly out of place.

Water properties, not ice properties. The bloodline was also only a side branch of the ice-cold bloodline, not worthy of being called a soul fragment.

The library of the Imperial Academy was indeed a collection of common knowledge.

Rare treasures and rare soul fragment materials could only be held in the hands of those powerful individuals who had been accumulating for a long time.

For example, the Soul Fragment of the Ice Phoenix.

With the Soul Fragment of the Ice Phoenix, the soul's ice properties would have great room for improvement.

Or, if the Soul Fragment of the Soul Eater could be found in the Soul Eater's library, he might get the answer he wanted.

Mu Rong put the ancient book back in its original place, stood up, and walked out of the library, heading towards the main hall of the Imperial Academy.

The two figures strode out of the school gate, and under the moonlight, their figures stood tall and straight, walking towards the side.

Among them, a young man who looked like a fierce beast patted his chest with his bare hands.

"Hurry up, boss, that kid has left the school!

"I can't wait to teach him a lesson now! That kid is too arrogant. Last time, he even dared to threaten me!"

Another dog-legged subordinate scratched his head, his body leaning slightly.

"Brother, shut up!"

In the distance, Duan Ling Tian bent one knee on the shoulder of the person he was following, and said with a smile.

He looked back at the retreating figure, and his mind couldn't help but recall the cold and arrogant little brat who exuded a dark aura, and that sentence "I'll kill you."

The brat was already poisonous, let alone the ice-cold and arrogant sword intent that was even more poisonous.

He stepped forward with his sword, and he was a peerless general. Even the king would not dare to neglect him by half.

He wanted to play with this brat, and he would break him into pieces. He, the son of the City Lord of the Imperial City, had already cultivated the eight elements. He could not accept such a useless waste.

Duan Ling Tian sneered and walked out with a proud smile.

He looked at the two dog-legged subordinates and whispered:

"You two, follow me closely. Let's see what this kid is up to. Don't be surprised."

"Ah? Just follow him!"

"Boss, don't worry, when he falls into our hands, I will bury him alive on the spot and beat him until his parents don't recognize him!"

"Good idea, boss!"

The two dog-legged subordinates laughed heartily, and they were very pleased with their boss's intentions.

Duan Ling Tian glanced at the two of them with disdain. The bodies of the two dog-legged subordinates were all flesh and blood.

The Imperial City did not understand, but only maintained a safe distance, and followed behind him.

Duan Ling Tian sneered.

In the spacious mansion, a general in a formal uniform stood proudly with a long sword in his hand.

Mu Rong walked out of the alley, holding a cigarette in his hand. He took a deep breath of the smoke, which was made of various tools, and walked forward.

"Stop right there! What are you doing?"

A stern voice sounded, blocking his path.

Mu Rong walked through the campus of the Academy of Literature. He was dressed casually, but his demeanor was rough, clearly not the type of rich young master.

"Uncle, hello. I am a student from the Academy of Literature. I want to inquire about some information regarding the Library of Literature and add to my knowledge."

Mu Rong's posture was very relaxed, and his words were sincere.

The scholar sized him up, his gaze cold and rejecting.

"The Library of Literature is not open to outsiders. You can leave immediately."

"Hmph."

Mu Rong sneered in his heart. He looked at the scholar's face, which was already covered in sweat. As a commoner, he really couldn't afford to offend the nobility.

Just as Mu Rong turned to leave, a familiar voice echoed from the side.

"Wait, wait! Brother, don't go."