Before long, Su Mo returned to his own loft and sat down cross-legged with a gloomy expression.
"Taishi Xuan!" Thinking of that purple-robed young man from earlier, a dense flash of killing intent surged in Su Mo's heart.
However, his cultivation was still too low. He was likely no match for the other party.
After a while, Su Mo sighed inwardly. No matter where one was, one needed strength. Without strength, one would be oppressed. That was the law of this world.
The strong were revered; the weak were ants!
Then, Su Mo cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and began carefully pondering the knowledge Mentor Sun had taught that day.
He remained seated for three days.
Over those three days, Su Mo not only thoroughly absorbed all the knowledge Mentor Sun had taught, but also made a simple plan for the period ahead.
First, his most urgent task was to raise the grade of his Martial Soul. He had to elevate it to heaven-grade ninth rank before he could think of a way to evolve his Battle Soul.
Second, his Immortal Profound was clearly not well suited to the Devouring Martial Soul. He needed to comprehend new profound power.
There was also the matter of investigating the Witch Clan and Wu Tianyu's whereabouts.
That would be rather difficult, because the Witch Clan was not on Ancient Zhou Star at all. Trying to uncover Wu Tianyu's trail would be exceedingly hard.
After sitting for three days, Su Mo left his loft again and wandered around the South Courtyard.
He intended to seek out Mentor Mu Li.
He clearly could not raise his Martial Soul through secluded cultivation alone, so he planned to go out and gain experience.
But he knew nothing about either the Divine Martial Academy or