Chapter 124 Hit a Brick Wall
Meanwhile, in a room at the other end of the ship's cabin.
Captain Elke and several men were gathered together.
The room was dimly lit, and several pairs of eyes gleamed greedily in the shadows.
"Boss, I saw him down a whole glass of wine and eat several bites of food with my own eyes."
The man who had led Su Mo earlier spoke.
"Good! Well done!" Captain Elke exclaimed excitedly.
"That pot of wine was filled with plenty of Soul-Eating Powder. It would knock out even a Soul Emperor, let alone a mere brat like him!"
Another man licked his chapped lips, his eyes filled with greed:
"Although that kid looks extraordinary, he's so young. How strong can he be?"
"Even if he were truly skilled, the Soul-Eating Powder would leave him feeling weak and devoid of soul power shortly after ingestion."
"At that point, he'll be like a fish on a chopping board, completely at our mercy."
"Haha, that's right!"
Another burly man excitedly rubbed his rough hands together.
"I think that kid can pull out a bag of gold soul coins so easily, so he must have more than that on him, maybe even some better treasures."
"Alright, don't get too excited yet."
Elke pressed his hand down, a seasoned sneer appearing on his face.
"We'll go over in a little while, once the medicine has fully taken effect."
"Yes!"
The crowd responded in hushed tones, their eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.
A moment later.
Elke estimated the time and felt it was about right.
He winked at the men.
The group stood up and walked slowly toward Su Mo's room.
Everyone subconsciously slowed their pace.
Like a pack of jackals silently approaching their prey.
Soon, they arrived outside the door.
A man pressed his ear against the door, listening intently to what was happening inside.
It was very quiet; there wasn't a sound at all.
He nodded to Elke.
Elke grinned and forcefully pushed the door open.
The door creaked open.
He strode inside, followed closely by several men, all wearing menacing grins.
However...
At that moment, everyone froze in place.
Su Mo was sitting at the table, casually holding a wine glass in one hand, watching the crowd rush in with a half-smile.
His eyes were calm as still water, yet they carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
"What? Is it strange that I'm alright?"
Su Mo spoke casually, but to Elke and the others, it was like a bolt from the blue.
"This... how is this possible?!"
The man who had led the way earlier spoke as if he had seen a ghost.
"I clearly saw you drink the wine and eat the food with my own eyes. There's no way you're unaffected!"
"Soul-Eating Powder?" Su Mo downed the wine in his hand in one gulp. "This poison is indeed quite potent. Its medicinal properties are so strong that even an ordinary Soul Saint would feel weak all over if affected by it."
He paused slightly, then chuckled softly. "Unfortunately, it won't work on me."
Having absorbed the Immortal Herb, he was already immune to all poisons.
Upon hearing this, Elke's face darkened completely.
He snorted coldly. "Kid, since you've found out, I'm not going to pretend anymore!"
"If you know what's good for you, hand over all your money. If I'm in a good mood, I might even spare your life."
"Otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, he released his martial spirit.
A giant phantom octopus appeared, its eight thick tentacles waving in the air.
Immediately afterward, two yellow and three purple soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet, emitting soul power fluctuations of a level 52 Soul King.
"Kid, see that?" Elke grinned. "I'm a genuine Soul King. Scared yet?"
"If you're scared, just hand over your money obediently, and maybe I'll consider sparing your life."
The other men behind him also released their martial spirits, and various colors of light flickered in the room.
However, they were only at the Soul Elder level or below, and their martial spirits were just ordinary marine creatures.
"Noisy." Su Mo uttered two words indifferently.
As soon as he finished speaking, his hair flew up without any wind, and his clothes fluttered violently.
An extremely fierce sword intent suddenly burst forth from his body, instantly filling the entire room.
The sword energy scattered and surged, instantly pulverizing the tables, chairs, walls, and ceiling in the room.
Suddenly, several sharp blood-red sword energies shot out.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
Almost simultaneously, a thin, hair-like bloodstain appeared on the necks of Elke and the other men.
Elke and the others instinctively covered their necks with both hands, trying to stop the small wound.
They stared intently at Su Mo, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
Until their bodies began to lose strength, until their consciousness began to fade, they couldn't believe what had just happened.
A young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old had ingested the Soul-Eating Powder, yet he was completely unharmed.
Moreover, he didn't even release his martial spirit; he simply and effortlessly killed them all, including a level 52 Soul King... in an instant.
A moment later, Elke and the others all collapsed to the ground.
Their eyes remained open even in death.
Soon, blood began to gush from their necks, spreading rapidly across the floor. The strong, pungent smell of blood quickly filled the entire room.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the cabin, the two remaining men responsible for navigating the boat heard the commotion coming from inside.
The two exchanged a glance, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes.
They crept stealthily toward Su Mo's room.
When they arrived at the door and saw the scene inside, their faces turned deathly pale.
Corpses and blood were everywhere!
Their leader, Elke, lay in the middle of a pool of blood, his eyes wide open.
His face still held the frozen terror of his final moments.
The other brothers also lay sprawled on the ground, all dying in the same manner.
The young man, however, remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
The two men's legs gave way, and they collapsed to the ground, trembling violently.
Who exactly is this young man?
What is his strength? Soul Emperor? Soul Saint? Or even higher?
The two men's minds went blank, and only endless fear spread through them.
They then realized that they had kicked a steel plate this time.
"My... my lord, please spare my life!"
A man suddenly knelt on the ground, his forehead pounding against the floor.
"This has nothing to do with us! It was all Elke's idea! We were just responsible for navigating the ship. Please spare us!"
The other man quickly followed suit, kowtowing and pleading, "My lord, please have mercy on us and spare our lives!"
Su Mo calmly looked at the two of them. "If you don't want to die, then go and control the ship properly."
"Yes... yes! We'll go right away! We'll go right away!"
The two men, as if granted a pardon, scrambled out of the doorway.
They didn't even dare look back.
The two stumbled and fell onto the deck.
Their legs were still trembling uncontrollably, and their faces were completely pale.
"What... what do we do now?"
"What should we do? Of course, we should steer the boat carefully. Do you want to die?"
"No... I don't want to die!"
"Then hurry up and get to work."
"Yes... do the work."
For a time, the two of them put in an unprecedented amount of effort.
Meanwhile, the Flying Fish sailed steadily toward the Demon Whale Sea under the cover of night...
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