Absolute Great Teacher

Chapter 902: Sun Mo Picking Up the Gains

Translator: Lordbluefire

“You’ve been bitten by the snake, yet you can still bellow so loudly? Doesn’t it hurt?”

Duanmu Li mocked.

Given Duanmu Li’s character, he usually wouldn’t make things so embarrassing for others. However, this matter was too unexpected.

The Jin Country’s king had been made a cuckold. If this news were to spread out, it could get recorded in the history books, and he could be teased for 1,000 years.

However, seeing the current situation of the Jin Country’s royal family, everyone could understand why the queen had done this.

She hadn’t had any children even at the age of 40. If that were to continue, she’d be removed from her title sooner or later and wouldn’t be able to keep her life. Moreover, it was said that the queen had a very strong character. She had known the Jin Country’s king for a while, and then the two of them jointly took over the Jin Country and made it what it was today.

It could be said that one-third of the Jin Country belonged to the queen. If she didn’t have any descendants, then other people would get to benefit from this. Moreover, as the two of them had shared weal and woe together for 20 years, the Jin Country’s king wouldn’t suspect that the queen would lie to him.

The queen had done this for the sake of authority.

But this had nothing to do with Duanmu Li.

Pa!

Duanmu Li tossed away Wanyan Zhenghe casually. Without the precious blood lineage, he had no right to be the sacrificial offering and was no different from trash.

One of the star generals brought Wanyan Mei over without needing Duanmu Li’s command.

Wanyan Zhenghe lay on the floor, his breath very weak. Although he had managed to survive for now, he felt even greater despair. For him, losing the status as Jin Country’s crown prince was more frightening than death.

This was why he could release that bellow while on the verge of death.

“Princess Wanyan, I’d like to borrow your blood.”

Duanmu Li looked at Wanyan Mei’s pale face and smiled gently. “Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to keep you alive. After all, your brain is worth a lot of money.”

If Wanyan Mei’s life was spared and wasn’t made as a sacrificial offering, it’d increase the difficulty of extracting the blood. However, Duanmu Li was someone who valued talent and couldn’t bear to do it.

“Hurry up!”

Murong Ye urged. He couldn’t wait anymore.

Duanmu Li’s little snake darted out from his sleeves once again, climbing onto Wanyan Mei’s body and then darting in from her collar.

Drip! Drip!

Blood was released from Wanyan Mei’s body.

Under her clothes where others couldn’t see, as the little snake slithered around, it scratched Wanyan Mei’s skin, leaving many strange patterns.

This was the Four Symbols Soul Formation!

Pa!

After the soul formation was completed, Duanmu Li tossed Wanyan Mei into the pool of blood.

The sacrifices whose heads were covered up had released all of their blood by now.

Duanmu Li’s huge tortoise suddenly emitted a red fog from its body. Then, it became bigger. it climbed up to Wanyan Mei’s side, stuck out its tongue, and licked the blood that flowed out from her body.

Gulp! Gulp!

The tortoise’s mouth had great suction, and all the blood on the floor flowed into its mouth. Then, a mysterious golden print lit up on its body.

Wu! Wu! Wu!

The tortoise let out a strange low moan. The blood fog that was emitted from its body became increasingly intense and soon encompassed the entire Dragon Heart Great Hall.

About three minutes later, the ancient beast diagrams on the walls started to glow. Then, amidst rumbling sounds, they started to move like goldfish in a fish tank.

The hostages’ hearts shook intensely upon seeing this scene.

To think that the Four Symbols Starlord was so terrifying?

“It’s over. We’re going to lose the Great Desolation Dragon Subduing Scripture.”

As a barbarian, Helian Xue felt great grief. Once they were to lose this school’s ultimate divine art, the Dragon Subduing Academy wouldn’t have a unique ultimate art of their own anymore. They’d definitely go into decline, and the students from the great plains wouldn’t have a future anymore.

At this moment, Helian Xue was a great teacher who carried the futures of the countless students from the great plains on his back. He gritted his teeth and pounced toward that huge tortoise.

No matter what, he must stop the ceremony.

Usually, such a sacrificial ceremony would be of extremely high difficulty. Any flaw could result in one receiving a backlash. Helian Xue knew that he wouldn’t be able to kill Duanmu Li, so he could only use this method and bet on it.

It was a pity that he forgot that there was still a Murong Ye at the side.

Helian Xue had just dashed out of the crowd for less than three meters when Murong Ye flicked out his finger. A small spirit qi ball with the size of a nail cap shot out.

Swoosh!

The light ball shot out and then, with a pfft, pierced through Helian Xue’s forehead and came out from the back, leaving behind a hole.

Thud!

Helian Xue dropped to the floor, his eyes open wide. He couldn’t die in peace.

“Secondary Saint Murong, aren’t you being too ruthless?”

Duanmu Li frowned.

To speak the truth, he detested such meaningless killings the most. There was no skill to this at all.

“They are going to die anyway. What’s the difference if it’s earlier or later?”

Murong Ye was like he had just stomped a fly to death, not paying it any heed at all.

“Starlord Duanmu, on the path heading to your ideals, it’s inevitable for there to be interludes. How are we going to continue advancing forth if we pay so much attention to these things?”

Murong Ye said.

He felt that Duanmu Li was too soft-hearted. He wouldn’t be able to go far in his future like this.

No!

He forgot that there’d be no more future.

When the hostages saw Helian Xue being killed, a commotion broke out and their expressions became even more frantic. However, everyone was like grasshoppers in a basket, having no chance to put up a struggle.

“Teacher Sun, what should we do?”

Jiang Ji asked in a soft voice. He didn’t wish to wait for death to come but couldn’t think of a solution. He could only ask Sun Mo.

Thankfully, everyone’s attention was on this mysterious soul sacrificial ceremony and they didn’t notice Sun Mo and Jiang Ji.

“Just take things as they come.”

Sun Mo had no way out either.

In front of absolute power, any schemes and tricks were useless.

To put it harshly, the spirit qi light ball that Murong Ye had sent out would be able to deal with him.

However, Sun Mo wasn’t despairing.

The Great Desolation Dragon Subduing Scripture was the Dragon Subduing Academy’s ultimate divine art and mustn’t be leaked out. If Murong Ye really had the lofty ambitions he claimed to have, then there was no way he’d let Duanmu Li take it away.

It could be said that there would be a battle between the two of them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Dragon Heart Great Hall was trembling and spirit qi seethed intensely. Even major characters like Murong Ye and Duanmu Li couldn’t help but reveal a hint of excitement on their faces.

In Middle-Earth Nine Provinces, secondary saints would always receive greater respect compared to cultivators from the same cultivation level. It was because other than battle prowess, their wisdom was their greatest backing.

The development in any domain or subject was propelled by wisdom.

Duanmu Li was a great ancestor in the study of beast taming. He had been researching the Great Desolation Dragon Subduing Scripture for a while, and Murong Ye had also gathered a tremendous amount of information. With the two secondary saints working together, they finally found a way to forcibly break the Dragon Subduing Palace’s seal without a contract.

Rumble!

As a loud sound rang out, golden light illuminated like the morning sun, causing the blood fog in the hall to become like a faint fog that had been illuminated by the sunlight from a winter dawn. It then dissipated without a trace.

Roar!

Amidst a world-shaking bellow, the shadow of a huge dragon appeared.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A terrifying ancient spiritual pressure gushed out at everyone’s nerves like a tsunami.

Ah!

Some students from amongst the hostages had weak wills and when they were brushed by the soul pressure, they let out agonizing cries and were shredded by something like an ancient huge beast.

Thud! Thud!

The students’ bodies broke apart, sending blood splattering as they died on the spot.

The countenances of everyone present changed. Only Murong Ye and Duanmu Li’s gazes were in a daze as they looked at this dragon soul shadow.

“It’s really too beautiful!”

Duanmu Li sighed.

The dragon soul was a phantom image, but the scales on its body were still lifelike and glistening. It had four legs, with five claws on each foot. It had huge horns on its head, not looking savage or terrifying but prestigious and domineering.

Its body curled up a little, and then it stared toward these insignificant ants.

It didn’t express its fury, yet it carried itself with a dignified and majestic disposition.

“…”

Sun Mo looked at this huge dragon, feeling that it was similar to the eastern dragon in mythologies. It was just that they were real existences in the Central Province and weren’t imaginary creatures.

“I’m the Dragon Subduing Academy’s headmaster, Murong Ye. It’s an honor to get to meet you!”

Murong Ye bowed slightly.

Yes, he was the one who had assassinated Xiao Fulong. But so what?

In his opinion, the worldly perspective of the ancient huge beasts should be that of survival of the fittest. Now that he had won, he had the right to become the Dragon Subduing Academy’s leader, to protect this place together with it.

It was just that the dragon soul didn’t reply to him.

“I’m Duanmu Li.”

Duanmu Li only made a simple introduction, but he had secretly started to use his beast taming technique to communicate with the dragon soul.

Sun Mo’s guess was right. Both of them wanted to have this dragon soul for themselves.

The dragon soul stopped giving out the mental pressure but didn’t say anything.

Murong Ye looked toward Murong Mingyue. The latter shook her head. She had no confidence in controlling a dragon soul.

Troublesome!

Murong Ye furrowed his brows slightly and looked toward Duanmu Li.

“Please go ahead!”

Duanmu Li was very gentlemanly and let Murong Ye go first.

When they agreed to a cooperation at the start, they had said that the dragon soul would belong to the person who could receive its recognition.

“Thank you!”

Murong Ye said politely and then once again looked toward the dragon soul sincerely. “I feel that you might have been through a lot of hardship to be sealed up here. It won’t happen anymore in the future. I’ll remove the restraint here but on one condition. You must continue to protect the Dragon Subduing Academy.”

Murong Ye was a secondary saint after all and couldn’t bring himself to ask the dragon soul to abide by his commands.

Jiang Ji tugged at Sun Mo secretly.

Sun Mo turned and saw that Jiang Ji was raring to go.

“This might be a crux to break out from this situation!”

Jiang Ji did a gesture with his mouth, planning to speak to the dragon soul. They’d be able to turn the tables around if he could manage to receive its recognition.

Sun Mo shook his head.

(Do you dare to be even more naive than this? You’ll probably be killed by Murong Ye and Duanmu Li the moment you start talking. It’s better to wait slowly!)

But at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out in Sun Mo’s mind.

“Sun Mo, do you want to work together with me?”

Sun Mo was taken by surprise and his brows subconsciously rose. However, he immediately held it in and lowered his head.

As expected, at the next instant, Duanmu Li turned his head and his sharp gaze stared at Sun Mo.

In his heart, Sun Mo was too outstanding and he also excelled in the spiritual control technique. He was a rival that one needed to constantly pay attention to.

Duanmu Li knew that Sun Mo had received full marks in the paper for spiritual control in the 2-star great teacher examination.

If it wasn’t because Sun Mo’s reaction was fast, his abnormality would definitely be discovered.

“As expected, I didn’t make a wrong judgment. You’re the right person.”

The dragon soul, who had noticed this scene, felt very consoled.

“…”

Sun Mo was a little speechless. (Your words are a little ambiguous.)

“There isn’t much time. Let’s cut to the chase. I need you,” the dragon soul said outright.

“What does that mean?”

Sun Mo seemed baffled, but given his intellect, he quickly guessed the reason.

What the dragon soul needed should be his Freedom Proof. This was a divine language of spiritual control that possessed extremely high authority, capable of removing almost all spiritual contracts that were known to man.

This dragon soul clearly didn’t wish to be restrained here.

Of course, Sun Mo had used it previously but wasn’t successful at it.

It wasn’t a problem to be helping this dragon soul, but if it put him in a dangerous predicament, there was no way he’d agree to it.

“Use the divine language of spiritual control and help me remove the contract.”

The dragon soul spoke, “Of course, I won’t let you lose out. Don’t you know Air Proof? I can accept it and become a comrade who fights alongside you.”

Look at how the ancient beast made use of its words. It was really good at raising its value, but to say it clearly, it would just be a battle pet.

“Hehe!”

Sun Mo smiled. One who was unaccountably solicitous was hiding evil intentions.

This was a dragon soul. Look at how the two secondary saints had devoted their efforts for several decades in order to get their hands on it.

“I’ve been imprisoned for over 10,000 years and don’t wish to live such a life anymore. You should understand that the two of them are too powerful. I won’t believe them no matter what they say.”

The dragon soul explained.

This could be understood. When both parties weren’t of equivalent strength, the final result of all contracts would be established in the mood of the stronger one.

While the talk sounded very good now, when the strong one broke the contract, the weak one could do nothing but cry.

“To speak the truth, I worry about the same thing you do!”

Sun Mo chuckled.

Toward the dragon soul, he was a weakling. What would happen if he were to suffer a backlash or ended up as his servant?

“I can make an oath.”

The dragon soul had long since taken this point into consideration. “Moreover, have you thought of why I would choose you out of so many people here?”

“It’s because I’ve broken the record for clearing the stages the fastest?”

Sun Mo asked.

“That’s right. Your potential value is extremely high and you would achieve the greatest heights in the future. Even if I were to choose my comrade, I would choose someone like you.”

The dragon soul explained.

“That Murong Mingyue and the Jiang Ji next to me aren’t bad either.”

Sun Mo’s lips twitched.

“It’s true that the guy is a rare elite from a million people, but you’re better than him. That girl isn’t bad either, having equivalent aptitude to you. But she has a very big problem. Her mentality is too weak. Moreover, she didn’t have her own self-consciousness.”

The dragon soul was putting Sun Mo on a pedestal, and it caused him to feel embarrassed.

And there was also the dragon soul’s rating of Murong Mingyue. Sun Ming agreed to it. Even though this girl was a great ancestor-level puppeteer, she herself was like Murong Ye’s puppet.

Murong Ye used the tribe’s honor, their clan’s prosperity, and the tribesmen’s hardships in life to tie her down morally, making her willing to give her life up for him.

Like usual, kindhearted people would have their weakness grabbed by people who didn’t have any bottomline.

“You can be completely at ease. I’m a dragon soul, a spiritual form. Although I don’t have eternal life, it’s not a problem for me to live for several hundred thousand years. To you, 1,000 years is too long, but to me, it’s just a period of my afternoon nap.”

The dragon soul tried hard to persuade him. “Sun Mo, I have plenty of time to wait until you die of natural death. Therefore, I have no need to harm you at all.”

Sun Mo hesitated.