I Swear on My Martial Soul! This Boy Must Never Be Provoked! Xue Beng, Third Time Around

"For geniuses, confidence is a good thing. I believe you are the strongest and most talented among this generation of Spirit Masters."

"As it happens, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can make you even stronger!"

Ning Fengzhi, who knew the full story, remained the calmest and smiled as he encouraged him.

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me, Uncle Ning. My confidence naturally comes from having the strength to back it up!"

Bai Mu wore a proud expression and declared with utter conviction, "If Uncle Ning or His Highness the Crown Prince know any powerful genius Spirit Masters, you may have them challenge me."

"I swear on my Martial Soul: as long as the age difference between us is under fifteen years, if they defeat me, I will acknowledge them as my master without a word of objection!"

A Martial Soul Oath!

For Spirit Masters, it was the most solemn oath possible.

Those four words made the people present realize just how serious Bai Mu was beneath his seemingly arrogant words.

"That is indeed somewhat difficult. However, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has several talented individuals as well. I can have them spar and exchange pointers with you later."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled, feeling that this was a good opportunity to test Bai Mu.

With a maximum age of twenty-seven, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still had several Soul Ancestors, and even geniuses who had only recently reached Soul King rank.

"As it happens, the Heaven Dou Empire has quite a few geniuses. I also have several talented Spirit Master friends. I can invite them to fight you later."

Qian Renxue smiled at just the right moment.

One of the friends she referred to was herself.

She refused to believe that no matter how strong Bai Mu