Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves

"Yan Xing, cripple his cultivation and let him go!"

Yan Qi said to the thin young man beside him.

The thin young man, Yan Xing, sneered upon hearing this and struck at Su Mo with a palm.

The crowd's hearts trembled. How cruel! Just for a few words of defiance, they wanted to cripple his cultivation.

The gazes of the crowd towards Su Mo couldn't help but carry some pity.

If someone wants your seat, just give it to them. To lose your cultivation for a moment of pride, how not worth it.

But, just as this thought arose in everyone's mind, a sudden change occurred.

Slap!

Before Yan Xing's fist could land, a crisp sound suddenly rang out, and Yan Xing felt a burning pain on his face.

A clear palm print appeared on his face.

Yan Xing was stunned!

Everyone was stunned!

"Damn it, you're asking for death!"

Yan Xing, snapping back to reality, turned ashen, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes fixed on Su Mo, killing intent erupting.

Just now, Su Mo had slapped him squarely.

Yan Xing was furious, True Qi surging around his fist, about to strike again.

"Stop!"

Just then, a loud shout, like a great bell, suddenly rang out, and a vast pressure swept through the entire hall.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in green emerge from the top of the stairs on the second floor. The old man's face was solemn, and he exuded an imposing aura even without anger.

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble in Laibin Inn, no matter who they are, will have their limbs broken and their cultivation crippled."

The old man's gaze was like lightning, and his voice, though not loud, exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Su Mo stared intently at the old man. The aura emanating from this person was terrifying, more than ten times stronger than his father, Su Hong.

"Senior, I am the Young Master of the Yan family from Purple Mountain City. This person has insulted my Yan family and his crime is unforgivable."

Yan Qi cupped his hands towards the old man and said, pointing at Su Mo.

"The Yan family from Purple Mountain City?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, glanced at them, and said indifferently, "Rules cannot be broken. No one is allowed to fight inside the inn. Once you leave the inn, I will not concern myself with your grievances."

Although the Yan family from Purple Mountain City was powerful, the family behind the old man was equally formidable, and he was not afraid of the Yan family at all.

Yan Qi frowned, not expecting the other party to show no respect for his Yan family.

After a moment of thought, he glanced at Su Mo, waved his hand at the blue-clothed girl and the other person, and said, "Let's go!"

"This..."

Yan Xing was somewhat unwilling. He glanced at Su Mo, his eyes filled with venom.

"Let's go!"

Yan Qi shook his head and strode out of the inn.

Yan Xing and the blue-clothed girl followed. Although Yan Xing was unwilling, he was helpless.

Outside the inn, Yan Xing asked Yan Qi, "Brother Yan Qi, are we just going to let that guy go?"

"Hmph, although we can't make a move inside the inn, he has to come out eventually, right? We can wait for him outside the inn."

The blue-clothed girl sneered and said.

Yan Xing's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Yan Lan, there's no need for such trouble! He's probably also here for the Wind Ling Island entry assessment. As long as he gets into Wind Ling Island, I have a hundred ways to deal with him."

Yan Qi narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.

"But what if he can't pass the assessment?"

Yan Xing asked.

"Hmph! If he can't pass the assessment, he won't be a Wind Ling Island disciple, and we can kill him on the spot."

Yan Qi said.

Yan Xing and the blue-clothed girl nodded, and then the three of them left.

In the inn's lobby, after the three left, the old man in green glanced at Su Mo before turning away.

Su Mo sat in his seat, watched the departing Yan Qi and the other two through the window. Seeing them whispering to each other, though he couldn't hear what they were saying, he knew without thinking that they were definitely plotting how to deal with him.

However, he was not afraid at all.

After finishing his meal, Su Mo returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, released his Devouring Martial Soul, and began to cultivate.

Su Mo had already reached the later stages of the third layer of the Myriad Manifestations Divine Art, his strength comparable to a Martial Artist at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation.

Therefore, Su Mo decided to take it slow with the cultivation of the Myriad Manifestations Divine Art. The urgent matter was to improve his True Qi cultivation.

Su Mo's cultivation had reached the Qi Cultivation Level Eight Peak for some time now. He felt that it wouldn't be long before he could step into the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation realm.

Time flew by as he cultivated, and two days passed quickly.

In the early morning, after washing up and eating breakfast, Su Mo headed towards the pier outside the city.

As soon as he reached the pier, Su Mo couldn't help but be startled.

The entire pier was packed with people, the noise deafening. A dense sea of heads stretched as far as the eye could see.

Su Mo glanced around and roughly estimated that there were about ten thousand people gathered on the pier.

Among the ten thousand people, a small portion were accompanying elders, while the rest were all young men and women, the oldest not exceeding eighteen years old, and the youngest only thirteen or fourteen.

Everyone's faces were filled with youthful energy, and they chatted excitedly with each other.

As the ships from Wind Ling Island had not yet arrived, Su Mo stood by the lake, taking in the surrounding scenery.

After about half an hour, ten black dots appeared on the vast lake.

The black dots quickly magnified, revealing ten enormous warships.

Each warship was a hundred meters long, and on the warships, huge sails fluttered in the wind.

The words 'Wind Ling' on the sails were written with powerful strokes, like dragons and phoenixes in flight.

The ships from Wind Ling Island had arrived!

Soon, all the warships docked.

"All those participating in the entry assessment for Wind Ling Island, board the ships quickly!"

From one of the central warships, a burly middle-aged man shouted loudly. His voice, mixed with powerful True Qi, rumbled like rolling thunder, shaking the surroundings.

The crowd boarded the ships one after another. Su Mo followed at the end of the line and stepped onto a warship.

Soon, everyone had boarded the warships, and they set sail once more.

Star Water Lake spanned three thousand miles, with numerous large and small islands within it.

Wind Ling Island was located in waters about four hundred miles away from Linshui City.

At this time, the warships sailed with the wind, their speed comparable to galloping warhorses. They would reach Wind Ling Island by noon.

The vast waters churned with surging waves, stretching endlessly. Su Mo stood at the bow of the ship, his thoughts rising and falling like the lake's waves. The sect world would surely be incredibly exciting.

Huh?

At this moment, Su Mo, who was lost in thought, suddenly felt several cold gazes.

He turned his head and saw Yan Qi and the others on a nearby warship staring at him coldly.

A smile appeared on Su Mo's lips. If you court death, I don't mind making you nourishment to increase my cultivation.

Su Mo then ignored them.

The warships cut through the waves, and after sailing for more than two hours, they finally approached Wind Ling Island.

Su Mo stood at the bow of the ship, and Wind Ling Island had already appeared in his sight.

It was a small green island, covered in lush greenery.

Faintly, he could see a large complex of buildings in the center of the island, stretching and undulating among the mountains, a very spectacular sight.

A short while later, the warships reached the pier of Wind Ling Island, docked, and everyone disembarked.

"No one is allowed to wander around the island at will. Those who violate this will be killed without mercy!"

The burly middle-aged man came to the front of the crowd and shouted sternly, "Now, everyone follow me onto the island."

With that, the middle-aged man turned and led the way onto the island, with ten thousand people following.