Chapter 122 It turns out to be this, the be.
"Hmm? Uncle Bing, Uncle Huo, do you know what Reid's Martial Soul is?"
Xuan Mo inquired upon hearing this.
"Yes," the Ice Dragon King's voice echoed in Xuan Mo's mind, "The name of this Martial Soul is the Bloody Bat."
"Bloody Bat?" Xuan Mo couldn't help but mutter, "Why does this Martial Soul sound so familiar?"
"Right."
Xuan Mo suddenly recalled the dark gold three-headed bat and the blood-red nine-headed bat from the Hell Road. He felt a vague connection between the three.
So, "Uncle Bing, Uncle Huo, is this bloody bat related to the dark gold three-headed bat and the blood red nine-headed bat?"
"I didn't expect you to know about these two soul beasts?"
This time the voice of the Fire Dragon King sounded, "If the bloody bat is affected by divinity or mutates, it will develop into the dark gold three-headed bat and the blood red nine-headed bat."
"I see, then can he be considered an evil soul master?"
Hearing Xuan Mo's words, the Ice and Fire Dragon King was obviously stunned for a moment, "What is an evil soul master?"
"An evil soul master is..."
After getting Xuan Mo's explanation, the Ice and Fire Dragon King finally understood, "So you call this an evil soul master."
"Then don't worry, the bloody bat or its two major variants are not considered evil soul beasts, so soul masters with this kind of martial soul are not evil soul masters. At most, they have the trend of developing that way. Only soul masters with soul beasts like the Undead Bone Dragon and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger as their martial souls can be considered evil soul masters."
After a pause, the Ice Dragon King obviously guessed Xuan Mo's thoughts, "If you want to win him over, you can rest assured."
"Uh, Uncle Bing, you know."
"Nonsense! We've both lived for countless thousands of years and know far more than you, a brat. And yet you can still hide this from us," the Fire Dragon King said.
"Alright, your battle is almost over."
...
"I surrender!"
Reid raised his hand helplessly. Though he was unwilling to accept the defeat, his existing spirit power could no longer sustain it.
Instantly, the audience erupted in cheers!
The host appeared at this moment and announced the result. "The match is over, Taotie wins!"
"Taotie!"
"Taotie!"
The audience cheered for Xuan Mo. To most, Xuan Mo's victory was deserved. As for the defeated Barlot Reid, no one paid any attention. After all, a newcomer's defeat was nothing to be proud of.
Xuan Mo glanced around and saw Reid heading out of the Great Spirit Fighting Arena. He quickly stood up and hurried after him...
Meanwhile in the VIP seats.
"Uncle Gu, what do you think?" the middle-aged man asked, watching the old man beside him slowly stand up.
The haggard old man glanced at Xuan Mo, "That kid is indeed quite capable. If he grows up, he can protect our little princess. But if I agree, hmph, not now. At least he has to pass the test of me and the old swordsman first."
"Whatever."
The middle-aged man took a sip of the tea in his teacup, then stood up and walked out of the VIP seats.
"Uncle Gu, come with me to meet someone."
"Why, you want to meet that kid?"
"Yes and no."
The middle-aged man shook his head slowly. "I still want to give it a try, and by the way, check on that kid."
"You are the sect leader, you have the final say."
...
"Senior, are you okay?"
Reid wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head. "It's okay, just call me Reid. I also want to thank you for showing mercy."
At the end of his words, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"Ryder, I'm just lucky."
"Luck? If it's really luck, then luck is also a kind of strength."
Ryder immediately shook his head in denial upon hearing Xuan Mo's self-deprecation. He then immediately changed the subject, obviously not wanting to dwell on it any longer. "Why did you come to see me?"
Seeing this, Xuan Mo introduced himself first, and then stated his purpose.
"I'm here to invite you to join our Shrek Academy."
"Huh?"
Ryder's eyes flashed with a strange look upon hearing this. "Xuan Zi, don't you know that I'm a student of the Barak Kingdom's Advanced Soul Master Academy and a noble of the Barak Kingdom?"
"Of course I know."
"Then you know why..."
Xuan Mo interrupted Ryder before he could finish, "I want to invite you to join our Shrek Academy after graduation and start working at Shrek."
"Oh!"
Reid's eyes narrowed slightly. "You must understand, I'm a noble of the Barak Kingdom. Everything I do must prioritize the interests of my family and serve the Barak royal family. I have no say in this matter."
"Even if you become a Titled Douluo in the future?"
Xuan Mo couldn't help but ask.
"Even if I become a Titled Douluo and can disregard the royal family, I still have to consider our Barlott family." Reid's tone was slightly resigned, unable to control any of this.
"What if our Shrek Academy could become the continent's premier soul master academy? Would that be in your best interest?"
"Puff! The continent's premier soul master academy!"
Reid couldn't help but laugh. "Only the Spirit Hall dares to say that in the entire continent. Shrek Academy..."
Xuan Mo knew Reid was getting a little impatient. After all, Shrek Academy was relatively unknown and had even clashed with the Barak royal family and nobles before, yet he was still so arrogant.
"This sky is about to change. If so, how about we make a bet?"
Xuan Mo said something elusive, then proposed a bet.
"Don't try to provoke me," Reid smiled and shook his head. "Xuan Zi, you're my junior, and I won't say much, because this is impossible. This bet is meaningless to me, and I won't agree to it."
With that, he turned to leave.
"What if there's a soul bone?"
Just as Reid turned around, Xuan Mo's voice came from behind him, and he froze in his place.
"What did you say?"
Reid turned around, looking at Xuan Mo in disbelief, thinking he had misheard.
"I'll bet you a soul bone, not your family's future. If Shrek Academy doesn't win this tournament, I'll find you a ten-thousand-year soul bone. If we do, you'll stay at Shrek Academy for ten years. After that, I'll give you another soul bone. It's up to you whether you keep it or not. How's that?"
Xuan Mo had gambled his money, but Ryder, a Titled Douluo who could one day surpass Dai Mubai, would play a crucial role in building Shrek Academy's power.
The price was worth it.
As for the ten-thousand-year soul bone, Xuan Mo wouldn't have been able to produce it, thankfully thanks to the Ice and Fire Dragon King's support.
"Okay, I'll take the bet."
Clearly moved by the ten-thousand-year soul bone, Ryder wasn't worried about the authenticity of Xuan Mo's claim. After all, bets between soul masters were sacred. Breaking one's word meant nothing in the world of soul masters.
As the saying goes, without trust, there's no foundation.
Even if there were no witnesses nearby, no one could prove it. After all, the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was too precious, and there was no telling if Xuan Mo would actually go back on his word. But even so, this bet didn't do him any harm at all.
He didn't think Shrek Academy could win, and even if the soul bone was real, he'd still get it regardless of whether he won or lost.
So why not?
"Originally, I wasn't planning on participating in the tournament, but this time, I'll be waiting for you there and personally stop you."
"Then I'll wait and see."
...
"Sect Master, aren't you going?"
In the shadows, a haggard old man stood beside the middle-aged man and asked.
The middle-aged man heard this, his lips curled slightly, and he shook his head gently, "Interesting. Well, no need to rush. Let me see what that brat has got first."
"Humph! That brat is truly ignorant of his own limitations, and he's too generous and rude. But that Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone..."
At this moment, the middle-aged man stopped the old man with one hand, saying, "Uncle Bone, there's no need for that. Besides, let us witness this bet..."
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