On Azure Origin Island, in a valley.
At present, the valley was a complete mess, with severed limbs and broken arms scattered all over the ground.
The corpses of dozens of Iron Fang Wolves were already withered, shaped like decaying wood.
Beside the corpses, a youth in green robes sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. The youth had a handsome face, starry eyebrows, and sword-like eyes.
This youth was none other than Su Mo.
A short while later, Su Mo opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.
The vital blood of dozens of Iron Fang Wolves had refined Su Mo's cultivation strength a lot further, bringing him close to the mid Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation.
The only pity was that after devouring so many beast souls and martial souls, his Devouring Martial Soul still had not advanced.
This also made Su Mo secretly anxious. Although his current strength was very strong among the new disciples, if his martial soul grade could not be raised, his cultivation speed would become slower and slower, and he would soon be surpassed by others.
Furthermore, there were so many senior disciples on Wind Ling Island, and their cultivation strength was simply not something new disciples could compare to. If his strength could not be rapidly improved, how could he contend with those people?
Although his martial soul could devour vital blood, the increase in cultivation could not rely on devouring all the time.
This was because he had already discovered that relying on devouring vital blood to boost cultivation, although fast, also had no small drawbacks.
Every time after devouring a large amount of vital blood, the true qi within his body would become impure, and the more he devoured, the more pronounced the situation became. If this continued for