Wenren Tiandu was sent back to Azure Divine Palace by Su Mo, where Light One and the others arranged for his healing.
Su Mo, Golden One, and Shi Yi headed into Azure Divine Hall.
"Seniors, I have come to you to discuss a matter of great importance!" Su Mo cupped his fists toward the two Puppet Men and said.
"Speak freely, Holy Son!"
"You are too polite, Holy Son. Just tell us whatever you need!"
Golden One and Shi Yi spoke one after another.
Su Mo pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Seniors, to tell you the truth, both Wenren Tiandu and I are Primordial Martial Cultivators with multiple Spirit Vortexes. Furthermore, my Spirit Vortexes are several times more numerous than his. Therefore, when I break through to the Martial King Realm, my Martial King Tribulation will inevitably be terrifying. I would like to ask you seniors if you have any powerful defensive treasures."
Su Mo had watched Wenren Tiandu undergo his tribulation and felt somewhat apprehensive about his own Martial King Tribulation. Therefore, just to be safe, he had to swallow his pride and see if he could ask for one or two more defensive treasures.
"Holy Son, how many Spirit Vortexes have you cultivated?"
When Golden One and Shi Yi learned that Su Mo was a Primordial Martial Cultivator, they were not overly surprised because, in the ancient era, Azure Divine Palace was not short of Primordial Martial Cultivators with multiple Spirit Vortexes.
Some heaven-defying disciples had even cultivated more than twenty Spirit Vortexes.
"Forty-nine!" Su Mo said.
"What?"
Hearing Su Mo's words, Golden One and Shi Yi's bodies shook. The expressions on the two, which were already stiff to begin with, froze completely.
"Holy Son, you actually cultivated forty-nine Spirit Vortexes?"
"This... Holy