Chapter 22 – Don’t Be in Such a Hurry; We’ll Fight After We Talk

Compared to the storm outside, the Heavenly Saint Sect was much quieter, especially around Su Ming and Yun Shang. Yun Shang was completely unable to let go of Su Ming.

At this point, the two of them were already sharing a room, though not the same bed.

In the middle of the night, Su Ming realized she needed to find Mo Nian in the beast domain.

Mo Nian was still in the same state as before, hiding under the bed. However, since Su Ming hadn’t come for the past few days, she would occasionally peek out from under the curtain to see if Su Ming had arrived.

When Mo Nian saw Su Ming, she said, “Su Su, you finally came. Do you know how much I’ve missed you?”

Su Ming took out the Mystic Ring and asked, “There’s something I’d like to ask you to help me with, is that okay?”

Mo Nian held the Mystic Ring, and memories came flooding back instantly. This was a unique Mystic Ring belonging to the Mo Family’s formation masters. It contained records of countless formations. One could say that with this ring, most formations in the world could be broken.

Mo Nian asked, “Who gave this to you?”

Su Ming replied, “A person, in exchange for a deal. I don’t know who he is either.”

Mo Nian asked urgently, “He just gave it to you like that? Do you know how important this thing is?”

Su Ming said, “Huh? Is this thing really that important?”

Mo Nian said, “I was once a member of the Mo Family. This item is held by the Mo Family’s clan chief. Ordinary people can’t even catch a glimpse of it. Having it means you’re one of the strongest formation masters of our Mo Family.”

Su Ming was stunned for a moment. There were too many Mo Family members now—Mo Nian, Yun Shang (Mo Yun), and her own mother Mo Qing were all…

Su Ming said, “I see… How about you come back to my hometown with me sometime?”

Mo Nian was anxious inside, because she had been wandering for so long and also wanted to find the Mo Family clan.

But she suddenly realized that either Su Ming’s identity was definitely not simple, or the person who traded with Su Ming had a complicated identity…

Mo Nian quickly agreed, because she knew there was a chance to find the Mo Family’s clan chief:

“I want to ask, have you ever come across any information about blood-identification for kinship recognition?”

Su Ming recalled what Mo Qing had told her, and also how last time when she dripped blood for Yun Shang, it had indeed awakened Yun Shang’s natal ghost.

Su Ming told Mo Nian everything in detail. Mo Nian now had a clear picture—it seemed Su Ming’s mother was a member of the Mo Family. And since Su Ming’s mother was from the Mo Family, she also understood why Su Ming could awaken natal ghosts.

Mo Nian said, “Is there anything you need my help with?”

Su Ming told Mo Nian about her plan to steal the VIP Card from Guo Dong’s room, and Mo Nian said there was no problem.

Su Ming chatted with Mo Nian for a bit before leaving. However, Su Ming still hoped that in the future she could arrange for Mo Nian and Yun Shang to talk, since they were both from the Mo Family and should feel a sense of kinship.

Mo Nian hid under the bed, never expecting that when she casually followed someone home back then, she would actually find her people. It felt like a dream.

What she didn’t know was that back then, it was the Black-Robed Man who had deliberately arranged for them to meet…

Time quickly arrived at the second round of matches. Today, ten people would be narrowed down to five. The venue was large enough, so everything could be completed in one go.

Su Lin arrived at the spectator stands with the three hundred yuan that the Security Bureau had compensated last night tucked in his pocket. Not bad, he thought—though it was a small amount, it felt satisfying.

Because of how big the incident last night was, the Security Bureau promised to compensate tourists three hundred yuan each and waived the rental fees for the competition venues over the next few days.

Su Lin sighed in relief—his private savings were finally safe…

Looking at the stage, Su Ming was surprised to discover that her opponent was actually Du Liang.

Du Liang: “Haha, didn’t expect this, did you? Your opponent is me. Go easy on me later—I definitely can’t beat you. I’ll just toss out a couple of skills and surrender, then run off.”

Su Ming: “I haven’t even asked yet—how did you actually win yesterday?”

Du Liang whispered in Su Ming’s ear: “I’ll only tell this secret to you alone. My ice wolf is no ordinary one—it has the White Tiger Bloodline. At critical moments, it can activate the bloodline and temporarily raise itself by one realm. Didn’t see that coming, did you?”

Su Ming joked: “Then I really can’t beat you.”

Du Liang quickly begged for mercy: “No way, no way. The ice wolf fought too hard against the opponent yesterday—it can’t fight at all today. I specifically pulled some strings to get matched against you, so just hit a little lighter, alright?”

Su Ming: “Did you just say White Tiger Bloodline? You know about the White Tiger?”

Du Liang: “No idea. My dad got it for me. Anyway, it’s not weak. Speaking of which, did you win over that saintess?”

Su Ming was startled—what a sudden topic change…

Referee: “You two, you two—the match has already started. Is it really appropriate to chat like this?”

Du Liang waved a hand: “Don’t rush, don’t rush. I’ll surrender in a bit.”

The referee was speechless. There didn’t seem to be any rule against contestants chatting during a match.

Du Liang stood up and struck a pose of final battle: “Alright, Brother Su, let us fight to the death!”

Su Ming: “Really? Really?”

Du Liang: “Cut it out. Let me show off a little longer.”

Su Lin watched their antics, surprised that Su Ming and Du Liang were such good friends.

He had investigated the Du Family before. Their business had once expanded all the way to their capital, so he knew Du Liang was the Du Family’s only son.

Su Lin calculated: “Maybe I can win him over.”

Su Ming and Du Liang’s match officially began. Su Ming followed her usual habit and summoned the Blood Soul Ghost, while Du Liang had no choice but the ice wolf.

Du Liang looked at his battered Third Realm ice wolf, then at the fully energized Fifth Realm Blood Soul Ghost.

Du Liang commanded the ice wolf: “Release your cold aura. Once we’ve kept it up for two minutes, we’re running.”

The ice wolf began spewing frigid breath. The biting cold dropped the temperature of the arena sharply, and thick mist spread everywhere—even Su Ming felt herself shivering.

The Ice Crystal Turtle was off the field watching the match with Turtle Sister and Yun Shang. Although he knew Su Ming would definitely win, he was still shocked by that oppressive cold aura.

The Blood Soul Ghost released ghostly qi to form a protective barrier. While it couldn’t withstand any powerful attacks, it could still manage to keep the cold at bay.

Su Ming rubbed her hands together: “Thanks for that.”

Blood Soul Ghost: “No trouble, master. As long as he doesn’t attack proactively, I can hold out until he can’t anymore.”

Though the mist was thick, the Blood Soul Ghost’s Blood Pupil saw everything clearly—the ice wolf’s legs were trembling, and it was obvious it could barely even maintain the cold aura.

The Blood Soul Ghost shared the Blood Pupil’s vision, and Su Ming could see it too. It seemed the ice wolf really couldn’t hold on much longer.

After a minute, the ice wolf let out a mournful howl—clearly at its limit.

Du Liang was speechless. He hadn’t expected the ice wolf to be truly done for. Now he was grateful he was fighting Su Ming—at least he could still show off for another minute. Otherwise, he might have lost really badly…

Just then, the spectators were deeply moved by the ice wolf’s tenacious, unyielding fighting spirit, and couldn’t help but let out waves of admiration.

They stared intently at the ice wolf, as if it had become the protagonist of this battle, and everything else no longer mattered.

The head of the Du Family, the principals of the Four Great Academies, Li Xiang, the company commander, and others watched the match, with Su Ming as the focus of their attention.

The head of the Du Family remarked, “I didn’t expect my son to be quite the fighter!”

Li Xiang watched Su Ming, the son of his old rival, and was surprised to see how kind-hearted he was.

Shi Zhanlong was also watching, pleased that his daughter was on the verge of victory—his night of studying the opponent had indeed paid off.

However, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed at Li Xiang beside him, certain that this man was the one who had set him up.

Yet Shi Zhanlong couldn’t figure out why Li Xiang would target him, as he felt he had no grudge against the man.