Luo Huan

"Young Master Su, welcome to our Purple Gold Pavilion."

Luo Huan smiled sweetly, every inch of her body radiating an enticing aura. Even her voice carried traces of bewitching charm.

Su Mo quickly came back to his senses, silently cursing his poor self-control. He had nearly been captivated by her.

Still, this woman truly was a rare treasure among mortals. Even in his previous life, Su Mo had seldom encountered a woman with such a temperament.

"Young Master Su, please take a seat!"

Luo Huan lightly raised her willow brows and could not help but think more highly of Su Mo.

She had always been extremely confident in her appearance. Which man outside did not become utterly infatuated upon seeing her, wearing the face of a lovestruck fool?

Yet this youth, only fourteen or fifteen years old, merely froze for a moment before recovering.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Su Mo took his seat, though he was somewhat puzzled. He had not expected her to recognize him.

However, when he recalled that he was now "famous" far and wide, Su Mo immediately understood.

"Hehe! Young Master Su, there is no need to be so formal. My surname is Luo, and I am a few years older than you. You may call me Sister Luo."

Luo Huan's face remained adorned with a smile capable of beguiling all living beings.

Uh!

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Luo Huan continued, "I heard that Young Master Su wishes to purchase two hundred First Grade Fifth Tier Beast Souls. However, the pavilion currently only has one hundred and fifty First Grade Fifth Tier Beast Souls. Would Young Master Su be willing to substitute the remaining fifty with Beast Souls of other grades?"

"Then use First Grade Fourth Tier Beast Souls."

Su Mo said it did not matter to him. Though First Grade Fourth Tier Beast Souls were somewhat less effective, quantity could make up for it.

"Mm!" Luo Huan nodded, took out a gray cloth bag, and handed it to Su Mo.

"There are one hundred and fifty First Grade Fifth Tier Beast Souls and eighty-five First Grade Fourth Tier Beast Souls inside. I will charge you ten thousand taels of gold. Also, consider this Storage Bag a gift from me to Young Master Su."

Su Mo was startled. He had not expected this woman to be so generous.

A Storage Bag was not cheap. Even the lowest-grade Storage Bag was worth seven or eight hundred taels of gold.

"Hehe! Then I shall thank you, Sister Luo!"

Su Mo did not stand on ceremony and accepted the Storage Bag.

After purchasing the Beast Souls, Su Mo did not linger and soon took his leave.

"Miss, I heard that the Su family's young patriarch is merely trash with a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul. Why did you...?"

An old woman appeared soundlessly in the hall and asked with a frown.

"Granny Xu, this Su Mo is not as simple as he appears. I can sense that his qi and blood are exceptionally powerful, far surpassing martial artists of the same level."

Just as Su Mo was purchasing Beast Souls at the Purple Gold Pavilion, a meeting was being held in the Su family's discussion hall.

"Great Elder, what important matter did you call this meeting to discuss?"

Su Hong sat upright in the seat of honor. He glanced at the Great Elder and asked.

"Patriarch, I heard from the Treasury Hall that you withdrew ten thousand taels of gold from the treasury today. May I ask what this money was intended for?"

The Great Elder, Su Yue, was a middle-aged man in his forties with a gloomy face. The moment the meeting began, he questioned Patriarch Su Hong.

As the Su Family Great Elder, Su Yue was second only to the patriarch in both personal strength and family standing.

Within the Su family, only the Great Elder dared speak to Su Hong in such a manner.

"These ten thousand taels of gold were used to purchase resources for Su Mo to aid her cultivation."

Su Hong did not conceal anything and answered frankly.

"What?" The Great Elder was stunned.

All the elders were stunned as well!

"Su Hong, have you gone mad?"

The Great Elder was the first to recover. He shot to his feet and roared, "Su Hong, you actually spent ten thousand taels of gold to nurture that trash son of yours! As patriarch, you care only for your own son. The Su family is not the Su family of just you and your son. What right do you have to spend ten thousand taels of gold nurturing your son? I absolutely refuse to agree!"

"That's right. Su Mo is now nothing but trash. He simply is not worth spending such a great price to nurture!"

Fourth Elder Su Tai immediately echoed him.

"Indeed, Patriarch, you only think of your own son. Your selfishness is far too great!"

"To nurture his trash son, he actually wasted ten thousand taels of gold!"

"..."

Afterward, the remaining elders spoke up one after another, all supporting the Great Elder.

"Are you finished?"

Only when no one continued speaking did Su Hong sweep his gaze calmly across the elders. "The ten thousand taels of gold have already been spent. This matter ends here. If there is nothing else, you may all disperse."

"What? It was spent up so quickly?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The Great Elder's face turned livid.

His son, Su Yu, had awakened a Human Grade Fifth Tier Martial Soul and was hailed as the Su family's number one genius. His monthly cultivation resources, together with his regular allowance and such, amounted to only a little over a thousand taels of gold.

Yet Su Mo, a piece of trash, had casually received ten thousand taels of gold.

Having successfully bought the Beast Souls, Su Mo was filled with excitement and hurried impatiently back toward the Lineage.

He eagerly anticipated what level his Martial Soul would reach after devouring these Beast Souls.

Mm, advancing to Human Grade Sixth Tier should not be a problem!

Su Mo thought so.

"Haha! Little beauty, follow this young master, and I'll make you feel as if you're floating in the clouds every day from now on."

"Move aside!"

"Damn it, you little bitch, don't mistake kindness for weakness. This young master taking a liking to you is your good fortune."

At that moment, a burst of noisy voices reached him. Not far ahead, three youths had surrounded a girl in blue.

The girl in blue had delicate features, fair and tender skin, and a graceful figure. She was exceptionally beautiful.

The leader of the three youths appeared to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with a sickly pale face. At this moment, he was staring at the girl before him with a lecherous expression.

The girl in blue wore a look of fear, but with the others surrounding her, she had no way to escape.

"Hehe! Let's see where you can run now!"

The sickly youth gave a lewd laugh and reached out to grab the girl's hand.

Smack!

At that moment, a hand suddenly shot out and slapped his hand aside.

"Damn it, which blind fool dares meddle in this young master's business?"

The youth shouted angrily. When he turned his head, he immediately laughed. "Yo, who did I think it was? So it's the Su family's number one 'genius'!"

The youth's face was filled with mockery, and he deliberately stressed the word "genius."

That was right. The newcomer was Su Mo.

"Qingqing, come here!"

Su Mo gestured for the girl to stand behind him.

This girl in blue was also a member of the Su family. Her name was Su Qingqing. Though Su Mo was not particularly familiar with her, he knew who she was.

When a Su family member was bullied outside, Su Mo naturally could not stand by with his arms folded.

"Brother Su Mo!"

The moment Su Qingqing saw Su Mo, it was as if she had seen her savior. She hurriedly hid behind him.

"In broad daylight, molesting a young woman—only you, Wei Lin, could do something like this!"

Su Mo sneered at the sickly youth.

The sickly youth was named Wei Lin, the second son of the Wei family Patriarch.

He was infamous throughout Linyang City. Relying on the Wei family's backing, he bullied men, seized women, and committed every evil under the sun.

No one knew how many women had been defiled by him.

"You're just trash, yet you dare meddle in this young master's affairs? You must be tired of living."

Wei Lin's face was filled with arrogance.

"You called me trash?" Su Mo's expression darkened. He was already sick of hearing those two words, "trash."

"That's right. With a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul, are you not trash?"

Wei Lin said disdainfully, "I'll give you two choices now. First, hand Su Qingqing over to me, kneel and kowtow to admit your mistake, then call me Grandfather three times. I will let you off. Second, I break your limbs and take Su Qingqing away."

Wei Lin was determined to have Su Qingqing today. He had long coveted her beauty, and now that he had finally found an opportunity, how could he be willing to let it pass?

Although Su Qingqing was a member of the Su family, she was merely an ordinary disciple. Her parents held no status in the Su family either. Even if he forcibly abducted her, there would be no trouble.

"Kowtow and admit my mistake? Call you Grandfather three times?"

Killing intent flashed wildly in Su Mo's eyes. Were all members of the Wei family cut from the same cloth? Did they all enjoy having others kowtow to them so much? Wei Long was like this, and Wei Lin was the same!

"I'll give you three breaths to vanish from before my eyes. Otherwise, bear the consequences yourselves."

Su Mo's voice was cold. He did not take these three people seriously at all.

Aside from Wei Lin, who was at the Qi Cultivation Fourth Level, the other two lackeys were both at the Qi Cultivation Third Level.

"What?"

Wei Lin was startled, then said disdainfully, "Bear the consequences yourselves? You, a piece of trash, dare act so wildly before me?"

"You two, get him. Don't beat him to death. Just break his limbs," Wei Lin ordered.

"Hehe, Second Young Master, don't worry. Leave it to us!"

The two lackeys gave sinister smiles and charged toward Su Mo.