"Just a level!"

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and the passionate crowd became indifferent once more.

A grade one spirit root, it was impossible to enter the state of leaving the sword!

"Waiting is already not bad!"

Disappointment could be seen in the old man's eyes as he smiled.

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian clasped his hands before turning and walking out of the training grounds. The current Mo Wentian only wanted to return as soon as possible.

Mo Wentian wanted to take a closer look at the extent of his spiritual roots!

"What a pity. With his grade three and above spiritual roots, he would still have a chance to enter the three great sword sects. But grade one …"

The old man sighed.

"Geezer Yu, just wait a moment is enough. At the very least, it's better than having no spiritual roots!"

The Second Elder chuckled.

"You're right, hahaha …"

The Great Elder laughed, as he stared at the departing back view of Mo Wentian.

He didn't know why.

The Great Elder had a feeling in his heart that this Mo Wentian would give him an unexpected surprise!

In the small yard!

Seeing that Mo Wentian had returned, Qingyu welcomed him with a look of pleasant surprise on her face. However, Mo Wentian didn't have the time to bother about Qingyu.

He entered the room and sat down cross-legged.

His mind entered his body.

The flow of his blood and qi, along with his powerful meridians, all appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

In his Dantian.

A broken sword quietly stood there, and around the broken sword, five swords slowly rotated.

As strands of spiritual energy entered it, streams of sword Qi spiraled in the surroundings.

"Heaven-Devouring Divine Art!"

Mo Wentian started circulating his sacred art as a suction force three to four times stronger gushed forth from his body.

The surrounding spiritual energy was cleanly plundered by Mo Wentian.

"What a tyrannical rate of spiritual energy plundering!"

Mo Wentian drew in a breath of cold air. The speed at which he was absorbing spiritual energy had already surpassed that of an ordinary sixth-grade spiritual roots!

In other words, in terms of talent, the current Mo Wentian was comparable to Mo Qingcheng!

"This is only devouring a fifth grade spirit root. If it devours a sixth grade spirit root or a seventh grade spirit root …" "Then doesn't that mean …"

Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with fervent fervor. Heaven Devouring Spirit Root, what a heaven-defying spirit root!

He spent the entire afternoon in training.

In the evening, Mo Wentian woke up from his cultivation and sensed the sword force circulating in his body. The corners of his lips curled up in a smile.

One afternoon.

Mo Wentian condensed another two sword jades!

With only two more steps, Mo Wentian would be able to step into the first level of Spirit Gathering. At that time, with his heaven-defying Sword Xuan, he would be able to compete with an ordinary cultivator at the fifth level of Spirit Gathering!

"Young master, this is a gift from the City Lord's Mansion's butler. He said it's for you!"

During dinner, Qingyu passed Mo Wentian a small box.

"For me?"

Mo Wentian paused for a moment before opening the box. Inside the box, there was a small jade bottle along with a golden note!

"Five Spirit Gathering Pills!"

Mo Wentian paused slightly.

One had to know that he had revealed first-grade spiritual roots.

In the City Lord's Mansion, only one Spirit Gathering Pill can be obtained per month for a Sword Cultivator with a first class spirit root of Spirit Gathering Stage Level 3 and below!

But inside this jade bottle, there were five of them!

"What else did he say?"

Mo Wentian kept his things as he asked in a low voice.

"What else did he say?"

Mo Qingyu rubbed her head and then stuck out her tongue, "Young master, the Chief Steward also said that once you reach the fifth level of Spirit Gathering, you can return to the Heaven Seeking Pavilion!"

"Heaven Seeking Pavilion..."

A light flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes. Heaven Seeking Pavilion was the courtyard the City Lord personally bestowed upon him, but ever since then …

"Seems like this Great Elder values me a lot!"

Mo Wen Tian's mouth was mumbling to himself. With his level 1 Spiritual Root, it was impossible for him to attract the attention of the City Lord.

The only possibility left was that of the Great Elder!

The Great Elder was a Sword Extinction Swordsman and had an extremely high sensitivity to the sword qi. Although the sword qi in Mo Wentian's body was hidden very deeply, it was still extremely profound!

However, Mo Wentian's cultivation was still limited. Even if this old man couldn't see through the sword qi, he would still be suspicious!

"This is good as well. With the care of the Grand Elder, it'll save me quite a bit of trouble!"

A light flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes as he picked up the gold bills and passed them to Qingyu, "You take these gold notes, I want to make a trip out!"

"Young Master, you want to leave the City Lord's Mansion?"

Qingyu said with a face full of shock.

"Mhmm!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

Defeating Lin Xiao was only the beginning. What he wanted to walk on, was the path of an Emperor.

In his previous life, he had rich combat experience, but in this life …

Not only that, Mo Wentian discovered that if he wanted to increase his cultivation base, the amount of spiritual energy he needed was simply too great!

These five Spirit Gathering Pills would at most allow him to condense the next two sword jades!

And to go from the first level of Spirit Gathering to the second level, the amount of spiritual energy needed was at least ten times more than the amount needed to reach the first level of Spirit Gathering!

"Young master..."

Mo Qingyu's eyes were filled with worry. She wanted her young master to stay, but when she saw Mo Wentian's resolute gaze.

Mo Qingyu didn't say anything!

"When will the young master leave?"

Qingyu lowered her head and asked.

"At night!"

Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.

"So fast?"

If it was night time, wouldn't she be leaving soon?

"Mhmm!"

Mo Wentian indifferently nodded his head. He was in a hurry to increase his cultivation level, the faster the better!

"Then be careful, young master …"

Qingyu's eyes became moist.

A meal quickly passed by. After a simple cleaning up, Mo Wentian turned and disappeared from the City Lord's Mansion.

Mo Wentian had just left.

An incomparably resentful voice came from the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion's Lin Yu.

"Mo Wentian, you killed my son, crippling my future. If I, Lin Yu, do not kill you, I swear I will not be a human!"

The shocking resentment disappeared from the City Lord's Mansion.

At the same time.

In a small and exquisite courtyard in the City Lord's Mansion, a lovely figure was cultivating with her legs crossed. Suddenly, a voice was heard.

"Second Miss, Mo Wentian left the City Lord's Mansion. We've already passed the news to Lin Yu, what do you think …"

"He dares to leave the City Lord's Mansion!"

Opening her eyes, Mo Qingcheng's eyes were filled with a cold light. After which, her body trembled as she laughed, "Hehehe …" "You did well, with Lin Yu's help, he's dead for sure this time!"

"A grade one spiritual root, how dare you humiliate me, Mo Qingcheng. How reckless …"

The coldness in Mo Qingcheng's eyes was simply too oppressive!

Mo Wentian's words made you unqualified to be my opponent, crushing her pride as a genius.

Mo Wentian's words made it so that he didn't have the qualifications to be my woman. He had crushed her pride as a woman.

How could Mo Qingcheng tolerate this!

A commotion broke out in the City Lord's Mansion, and within the Eastern Sword City, Mo Wentian once again appeared within the pavilion.

"Welcome, welcome!"

Two sweet voices resounded through the air as Mo Wentian directly walked into the pavilion.

"Heaven Seeking Lord!"

Upon seeing Mo Wentian, the butler who had followed Hu Mei'er the last time hurriedly came to greet him.

"Does young master Wentian need anything to come today?"

The butler welcomed them with a smile.

"I want a dagger, a dagger that can bear the sword qi. I also want a sword, I don't have any requirements in the material, but it's best to make it heavier!"

Mo Wentian stared at the man as he faintly spoke.

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