Nuoding City was turned upside down.
From awakening records from years ago, to enrollment lists at every major academy, to the city's household registration archives, they checked every page.
There was no Su Mo.
He was not on the work-study student list, not in the poor districts, nor was there any child named Su Mo in the scattered villages beyond the city.
"How could there be no record?" someone refused to believe it and checked again.
There was still nothing.
Spirit City.
When Chrysanthemum Douluo returned to report, his expression was far from pleasant. Kneeling on one knee before Bibi Dong, he said in a low voice, "Your Holiness the Pope, there is no Su Mo in Nuoding City. I personally reviewed the awakening records, academy rosters, and household archives. This person does not exist."
Bibi Dong had not expected that this Su Mo was not in Nuoding City.
Yet the Su Mo from that world had clearly been born in Nuoding City.
Everyone else's paths were the same. This Su Mo should not have been any different.
"Perhaps our world simply has no Su Mo."
Chrysanthemum Douluo guessed.
Her voice was cold, but not angry. "A world without Su Mo, yet we must watch Su Mo live out his entire life. Sky Screen, are you warning us, or humiliating us?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his head even further, not daring to respond.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
When Ning Fengzhi received the news, he was playing chess with Sword Douluo. Holding a white piece between his fingers, he did not place it for a long while.
"No trace of him," he said softly. "It seems there is no Su Mo in this world."
Sword Douluo placed a piece, his voice calm. "At least his Ring Condensation Technique has already been