"Elder Feng, thank you. I won't disturb your quiet cultivation any longer!"
After asking about the martial meet and chatting for a few moments, Su Mo bid Feng Guang farewell.
"Go on, go on!" Feng Guang did not try to keep him and merely waved his hand casually.
Su Mo rose and left Feng Guang's residence. He secretly shook his head. Although Feng Guang had answered every one of his questions, the man's standing in Su Mo's heart had plummeted in a straight line.
As a Sect Elder, he actually did something so sordid!
Watching Su Mo's departing back, Feng Guang secretly shook his head as well. He found Su Mo's intention to participate in the martial meet somewhat laughable.
A Martial Emperor Realm, Eighth Layer cultivator wanted to take part in the martial meet? Wasn't that just going there to humiliate himself?
Even if a miracle truly happened and Su Mo broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm, Ninth Layer within this little more than a month, gaining the qualifications to participate, what would be the point?
It was not that Feng Guang looked down on Su Mo. He simply did not believe Su Mo had any possibility of contending with the top geniuses of the Seven Great Powers.
After leaving Feng Guang's residence, Su Mo returned directly to his own courtyard. He activated the courtyard's formation and began cultivating.
There was still over a month before the martial meet. He had to give it a try and break through to the Martial Emperor Realm, Ninth Layer before then, so that he would qualify to participate.
"More than one hundred and twenty thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals. I wonder whether that will be enough!" Sitting cross-legged in his room, Su Mo took out all the Spirit Crystals on his