Excessive?
Su Mo sneered. "If I were truly being excessive, he wouldn’t just be unconscious with broken bones. He’d be reporting to King Yama."
The lead disciple had not only insulted him and tried to kill him, but had also spewed nothing but lies.
’A person like that deserves to die.’
It was only because Elder Mayi had stepped in to smooth things over and apologize, and because Su Mo was in a good mood, that the lead disciple managed to keep his life.
’And they call *that* excessive?’
Elder Wang roared in fury, "You struck a disciple of our Medicine King Valley right in front of us old men! That’s a slap in our faces!"
Su Mo glanced at Elder Wang. "A slap in the face is getting off light. Otherwise, you’d have lost your life."
’A threat?’
Elder Wang fumed, "Fine! Since you’re so capable, then allow this Elder to see what you’re made of."
BOOM!
Elder Wang took a step forward. Billowing Spiritual Qi erupted from his body, releasing a terrifying aura.
’Early Stage Grand Martial Artist?’
Su Mo said flatly, "Don’t say I’m bullying you. I’ll stand right here and let you hit me. If you can even push me back, I’ll consider it your win, and I’ll turn and leave."
"Insolent!"
Elder Wang gathered the Spiritual Qi around him into his right fist. His killing intent surged as he declared, "I’ll make you pay the price for your arrogance right now!"
WHOOSH!
Before his voice had even faded, Elder Wang vanished from his spot. He reappeared before Su Mo like a ghost, his right fist hurtling toward him.
This punch, brimming with surging killing intent, was one of Elder Wang’s full-power strikes.
BOOM!
Elder Wang’s fist struck Su Mo’s chest with perfect accuracy, unleashing an explosion like a clap of muffled thunder.
In the next instant, it was Elder Wang who was sent flying.
BAM!
Elder Wang slammed heavily onto the ground and let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Ahhh...!"
Hearing Elder Wang’s scream, the two Elders in linen robes and the surrounding disciples were all dumbfounded.
’What just happened?’
Elder Wang had clearly been the one attacking Su Mo with all his might. Yet Su Mo hadn’t moved an inch, while Elder Wang himself had been sent flying back.
CRACK!
Just then, the sound of a bone breaking reached everyone’s ears.
Elder Wang was rolling on the ground, clutching his right arm with his left. He was in heart-wrenching pain. "Ahhh... My arm... it was shattered by the impact!"
"What? Elder Wang’s arm was shattered? But Su Mo was just standing there, he didn’t even move!"
"It’s the power of his physical body."
"To shatter Elder Wang’s arm with just his physical body, without even moving... This... this... how is this possible?"
Everyone gasped.
They had all seen Body Refining Martial Artists, but they had never seen one as monstrous as Su Mo.
Elder Wang was an expert at the Early Stage Grand Martial Artist Realm! A single punch from him could shatter steel.
’Does that mean Su Mo’s body is even harder than steel?’
’That defies all logic!’
The two Elders in linen robes looked at the unmoving Su Mo, beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans dripping from their foreheads.
Su Mo looked at the downed Elder Wang and said, "It’s not working? Why don’t you try a weapon?"
Terrified, Elder Wang didn’t dare to speak.
’He’d really kicked an iron plate this time, one he couldn’t even budge.’
’If Su Mo were to actually attack, he could kill him with a single finger.’
The Elder in linen robes who had tried to smooth things over earlier—Elder Mayi—hurriedly stepped forward and apologized, "Fellow Daoist is joking. No matter how bold we at Medicine King Valley might be, we would never dare to challenge you again."
Elder Wang scrambled over to Su Mo. "This old man... no, I was blind and failed to recognize a great person. I have offended you, Fellow Daoist. Please forgive me."
Su Mo waved his hand. "Let’s forget about forgiveness. I came here today to ask for the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng. Just give it to me, tell me where I can find a Ten-thousand-year-old He Shouwu, and I’ll leave immediately. I won’t make things difficult for you."
"This..."
Elder Mayi’s face was full of hesitation.
Su Mo frowned. "What, you’re not willing to give it to me?"
"No, no, no!"
Elder Mayi quickly shook his head. "It’s not that I am unwilling. It’s that the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng is of great importance. The Valley Master must be the one to make the decision."
Su Mo said, "Alright then. Take me to see your Valley Master."
Elder Mayi said politely, "This way, Fellow Daoist!"
The group soon arrived at the main hall of Medicine King Valley and met the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley.
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley said politely, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Su."
Su Mo replied, "Valley Master, you’re too kind."
Elder Mayi whispered Su Mo’s request into the Valley Master’s ear. The Valley Master’s expression changed dramatically, and he shot a wary look at Su Mo.
Su Mo asked, "I presume the Valley Master is now aware of my request. I wonder, are you willing to fulfill it?"
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley agreed without hesitation. "Willing. Of course, I’m willing."
’That easy?’
Su Mo asked in surprise, "Won’t the Valley Master reconsider?"
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley said politely, "What is there to consider? Compared to the safety of the several hundred disciples of Medicine King Valley, what is a mere Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng? Besides, our founder left instructions long ago: if we meet a destined person, we may give it to them. Fellow Daoist, you are that destined person."
The fact that Medicine King Valley possessed a Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng was already common knowledge.
Many people coveted the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng.
Under these circumstances, continuing to keep the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng in Medicine King Valley would only bring disaster upon them.
’It’s better to give it away sooner rather than later.’
’Of course, we can’t just give it to anyone.’
’When giving away the medicine, we must find a powerful expert. Not only would this protect the lives of Medicine King Valley’s hundreds of disciples, but it would also form a good relationship.’
And Su Mo fit Medicine King Valley’s requirements perfectly.
Su Mo said, "Since the Valley Master has agreed, I won’t be polite. Where is the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng?"
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley said, "It is right here with me."
With that, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley took out a Jade Box from his Storage Ring. He opened it to reveal a Purple Spirit Ginseng lying inside.
In an instant, a rich, fragrant medicinal scent filled the hall.
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley pushed the Jade Box toward Su Mo. "This is the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng you require. Please accept it, Fellow Daoist."
"Many thanks!"
Su Mo calmly put away the Thousand-Year-Old Purple Spirit Ginseng.
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley smiled. "You are too kind, Fellow Daoist. I heard you also require a Ten-thousand-year-old He Shouwu. Is this true?"
Su Mo nodded. "It is!"
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley said, "To be honest with you, Fellow Daoist, our Medicine King Valley does have Ten-thousand-year-old He Shouwu. And more than one, at that."
’What?’
’Medicine King Valley has Ten-thousand-year-old He Shouwu, and more than one?’
Su Mo asked, pleasantly surprised, "Could you give one to me?"
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley shook his head. "Although the items are within Medicine King Valley’s domain, they are located in a spatial Ancient Medicine Garden. I am powerless to retrieve them. You will have to go and get it yourself, Fellow Daoist."
Su Mo stood up. "Alright, let’s go now!"
「The back mountain of Medicine King Valley.」
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley pointed to the air. "Do you see that spatial node? The Ancient Medicine Garden is behind it. As long as you can pass through that node, you’ll be able to harvest the Ten-thousand-year-old He Shouwu."
Su Mo looked up at the spatial node and saw that there was indeed a garden behind it, with a large number of Spiritual Medicines growing inside.
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley sighed. "Besides the Ten-thousand-year-old He Shouwu, the other Spiritual Medicines inside are also exceptionally precious. It’s just a pity that no one can withstand the spatial storms within the node."