Chapter 16: Six Years
Ever since that day in the Soul Hunting Forest, Ling Mo and the other two returned to Nuoding City. After obtaining a Soul Ring, Ling Mo went even further down the path of stealing and cheating.
No one knew what mindset this kid had; instead of honestly going to the blacksmith shop with Tang San to work and earn money, he wandered the streets every day, freeloading off others.
He lived even more comfortably than Tang San, which was a bit hard to accept.
Moreover, he had a special hobby: whenever he heard that some family’s girl was pretty, he would sneak off to take advantage of her.
The kind where he took advantage and then ran off without looking back!
Six years later, Tang San and Xiao Wu set off on their journey to Suotuo City.
“Xiao San, where do you think Xiao Mo went? Why didn’t he come with us?”
This day, Suotuo City welcomed two people: none other than Tang San and Xiao Wu. At twelve years old, aside from the hint of youthfulness on their faces, they were no different from adults.
They had grown where they should have, especially Xiao Wu, who became more and more beautiful. Even Ling Mo sighed that Tang San had picked up a bargain for nothing.
Speaking of which, they all slept on the same bed growing up, so why did Tang San alone win Xiao Wu’s favor? Sure enough, comparing people really is infuriating.
In terms of looks, the current Tang San was worlds apart from Ling Mo.
As for character! Uh… right, if comparing character, Tang San wins completely! No comparison…
So Ling Mo lost there! With his personality that feared the world not being chaotic enough, sneaky and sly, he was a troublemaker wherever he went, making him seem unreliable.
In comparison, Tang San was much more reliable! This gave the Master a real headache; clearly both were students he had cultivated, yet their personalities were two completely different extremes.
“I don’t know! Right now, he’s probably digging up someone’s ancestral grave in some gorge again…”
Tang San said with a dark face. He didn’t know what had gotten into Ling Mo, who had suddenly become interested in those ancient tombs.
Every few days, he would take a shovel and go dig up people’s ancestral graves—whether it was the city lord’s mansion’s ancestral graves or some great clan’s ancestral graves, he dug them all.
Luckily, this kid was cautious and hadn’t been discovered, or else he would have been skinned alive.
Just looking at those strange things he dug up gave Tang San a headache.
“Hmph, that damn Xiao Mo, going grave robbery without calling me…”
Xiao Wu expressed great dissatisfaction; such a fun activity, and Ling Mo never called her along.
This gave Tang San a real headache; his two best partners in terms of emotion were both unserious, both with personalities that feared the world not being chaotic enough.
“You’re still talking? Last time you went with him, you nearly got him caught! If he takes you again, that would be the strange thing…”
They say once bitten by a snake, one fears ropes for ten years. Ling Mo had nearly suffered a big loss because of Xiao Wu; he couldn’t avoid her fast enough, so how could he possibly take her along?
“I just didn’t have experience that time! Later we weren’t discovered, and besides… last time it was clearly him who sold me out first, so how can you blame me?”
Xiao Wu said aggrievedly, getting angry just thinking about last time. When the matter was exposed, Ling Mo ran off like a thief, leaving her alone in the tomb. Luckily Tang San arrived in time and got her out, or she would have been trapped in that dead people’s lair and unable to get out!
Tang San was at a loss whether to laugh or cry; these two were more troublesome than each other. “Forget it! Let’s not bring up the past. By my calculations, Xiao Mo should be arriving in Suotuo City soon!”
“I really don’t get it; with so many good academies to choose from, why did the Master pick one we’d never even heard of, Shrek Academy!”
With their talent, all the famous academies had personally come to recruit them.
Yet the Master rejected them one by one, resolutely choosing Shrek Academy.
Xiao Wu really didn’t understand what the Master was thinking. Of course… the Master hadn’t helped reject for her; she just followed because Tang San and Xiao Mo were coming to Shrek Academy.
“Teacher has his own arrangement for doing this! You, stop nagging…”
The two chattered as they entered Suotuo City. At this time, in a gorge dozens of miles outside Suotuo City, Ling Mo’s figure suddenly burst out from the land.
“Damn! What kind of godforsaken place is this? I thought it was some big shot’s tomb, but there’s not even a single valuable thing…”
This was a tomb; from the style, it looked very exquisite both inside and out, but Ling Mo was very disappointed.
Because inside it was just an empty tomb, with only a skeleton and nothing else.
“Whatever! Just consider it a wasted trip…” Taking his shovel, Ling Mo crawled out of the tomb and sneaked away from the scene of the crime.
Near the tomb was a fairly decent force; though it couldn’t compare to the terrifying power of the Seven Great Sects, it wasn’t something ordinary people could provoke.
On the Douluo Continent, there were many such small forces, passed down through generations! Almost every force had many ancestral graves.
What Ling Mo did was dig open these graves to see if there were any treasures inside.
If he really relied on blacksmithing to make money like Tang San, Ling Mo would never get rich in his lifetime.
They say people die for wealth just as birds die for food; Ling Mo had had enough of hard days, and now that he finally had some strength, how could he stay poor forever?
Wealth and honor are sought amid risks, right? Even if he didn’t dig up any treasures, getting some valuable things would be fine too.
So… Ling Mo had six years of work experience in the tomb raiding business.
Far more professional than those archaeologists! For all kinds of graves, Ling Mo had unique coping methods.
Therefore, he had never been caught up to now, roaming the world for six years without a single failure.
“Someday I’ll go dig up Spirit Hall’s ancestral graves! The Seven Great Sects would be good too, or the Two Great Empires or whatever! Anyway, they’re all rich people; they shouldn’t begrudge this little money, right?”
Muttering curses, Ling Mo disappeared at the end of the mountain forest.
Today was the day he had agreed with Tang San to meet in Suotuo City; looking at the time, it was about right!
In these six years, Ling Mo had no extraordinary performance, unlike other transmigrators who could cultivate to the Titled Douluo realm in six years.
He had only just barely reached Level Thirty, but hadn’t obtained a Soul Ring yet; this Level Thirty was just broken through inside the tomb.
Speaking of which, it was quite bizarre; Ling Mo really didn’t know what kind of weird thing this Martial Soul was, actually becoming obsessed with grave robbery.
The more he robbed, the faster he cultivated! Anyway, Ling Mo had accepted his fate; in this lifetime, he was inseparable from stealing and cheating.
Ling Mo’s second Soul Ring was also a Hundred-Year Soul Ring. The effect brought by the second Soul Ring was just one: double the amplification effect.
Now, Ling Mo’s amplification had increased by another thirty percent on top of the original thirty percent.
And the second Soul Skill, as expected, was like the first Soul Skill, also attached with a strange elemental supernatural ability.
The first was metal! A power-type element belonging to the gravity field, and the second was wood! A healing-type element.
This astonishing mutation had even left the Master dumbfounded at the time! According to Tang San’s calculations, Ling Mo’s next Soul Ring should be water, also possessing the water element.
What would it become when the five elements gathered? Ling Mo couldn’t even imagine!
Moreover, what Ling Mo was even more looking forward to was, at the seventh Soul Ring, when unleashing the Martial Soul True Body in the form of the Light Martial Soul, what would it look like?
Could it be shining Tiga? Or Light Martial Armor possession, the kind that slaughters in all directions?
The two Martial Souls on Ling Mo were both extremely strange; just the Five-Colored Divine Light alone was enough to give the Master a headache.
Even more headache-inducing was that Dual Pupils! The Master still hadn’t figured out what other secrets the Dual Pupils held.
