The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1650 - 1651: Xuanyuan Ze’s Resentment

Ye Mo returned to his residence and resumed cultivation. A day later, he headed to the academy hall to listen to Bai Xuzi’s lecture.

The academy runs on semester basis every year, with ten lectures by masters each semester, held once a month, making up ten months, and the remaining two months are holidays when students can leave the Immortal Martial Academy, go on adventures, or return to their families.

Today, Bai Xuzi lectured the students of Immortal Spirit City on the knowledge of Feeding the Spirit.

"For some evolving artifact spirits, allowing them to absorb spiritual artifact energy can enhance the artifact spirit’s power and level. This process is called Feeding the Spirit."

"And in our academy’s Earth Tier, there is the Spiritual Artifact Hall. If you possess evolving Immortal Treasures artifact spirits, you can go to the Spiritual Artifact Hall for Feeding the Spirit."

Bai Xuzi explained the concept of Feeding the Spirit to everyone.

"Master Bai Xuzi, if I continually feed the spirit to my Immortal Treasure, can my Immortal Treasure keep advancing to Heaven Rank and even beyond?"

One disciple asked immediately.

"It’s not that simple. Feeding the Spirit has a prerequisite, which is a life-bound magic treasure. Only life-bound magic treasures can be fed. The extent of Feeding the Spirit relies on your own strength and the degree of understanding between you and the artifact spirit."

Bai Xuzi said lightly: "Usually, once reaching Immortal Class Realm, one can feed their life-bound magic treasure to the degree of Profound Rank Low Quality."

"The Feed the Spirit hall will be open to newcomers in three days, and there is only one opportunity. You just need to prepare five million Immortal Stones. As for the extent you can elevate your life-bound Immortal Treasure, it depends on your fortune."

As Bai Xuzi spoke, he disappeared from the hall, presumably having finished lecturing for today.

"Feeding the Spirit, Hong Ling, your time to advance has come."

Ye Mo summoned the Emperor Phoenix Blood Meteor Spear, caressed its body while the Blood Meteor Spear shook slightly in response to Ye Mo.

In the Immortal Martial Academy, many resources to improve students’ skills can only be tried once, which is also a strict rule of the academy, encouraging students to cherish each opportunity.

"Ye Mo, let’s go for Feeding the Spirit in three days!"

After Bai Xuzi left, Ling Shan immediately approached Ye Mo, smiling, which made many freshmen around them gaze at Ye Mo with jealousy, for having garnered the attention of a talented and stunning beauty seemed like a lucky turn from destiny.

"Mm!"

Ye Mo nodded without refusal, besides, he didn’t have enough Immortal Stones and might need to borrow some from Ling Shan.

"Ling Shan, watch your behavior!"

However, at this moment, Xuanyuan Ze couldn’t contain his anger and said: "You are my fiancée, yet you’re always close with Ye Mo. Have you considered how I feel? Don’t forget, I am still the Second Prince of Fengling Dynasty."

Initially, he thought he could use his strength to crush Ye Mo, but unexpectedly, Ye Mo defeated him in a single move. Adding to that, Ling Shan clinging to Ye Mo daily drove him to his limit, with rage like an erupting volcano.

"Xuanyuan Ze, although I am your fiancée, I simply don’t have feelings for you. Though you are accepted as a disciple by Elder Mingjian, I am equally taken in as a disciple by Elder Hei Mogui. As long as I strive harder, step into Heavenly Boundary, or impress elders within it, even if I wish to annul the engagement, you can’t do anything about it. You’d better focus on increasing your cultivation."

Ling Shan said coldly.

"Ling Shan, just wait and see, I will make you regret, I surely will!"

Xuanyuan Ze’s face distorted with jealousy, veins bulging on his forehead, nearing a mental collapse.

He as the Second Prince of a dynasty, a prodigious talent within his realm, faced blow after blow upon arriving at the academy, igniting deep flames of hatred within him.

After speaking, Xuanyuan Ze also left the hall. He no longer wanted to be there, enduring the stares of the students; stares filled with disdain, mockery, and amusement. He could no longer enjoy their gaze of worship, respect, and awe.

"No, I will seek revenge; I will make Ling Shan regret; I will kill Ye Mo."

Xuanyuan Ze’s figure darted across Black Tortoise Camp, then flickered into a streak of light, departing from the Immortal Martial Academy.

Next, he landed upon a meteor far away from the academy.

He wildly swung his longsword, venting all his pent-up anger, needing to do so to calm his mind for cultivation again.

"I must become stronger, I must become stronger, only by becoming stronger can I obtain everything."

Xuanyuan Ze continued swinging the Azure Light sword, its energy slicing through the surrounding space like a storm, massive mountain bodies cleaved in half, causing great commotion, yet due to being on the star river, others weren’t disturbed.

"Such strong resentment."

At that moment, an astonished voice echoed through the space.

"Who?"

Xuanyuan Ze startled, glanced around, yet saw no one.

"You are angry, you wish to become stronger, yet you can’t surpass others, isn’t it?"

The space resonated with a mysterious voice again, striking Xuanyuan Ze’s weak spot, causing him to yell: "What’s it to you, get lost!"

"I can grant you strength, endless strength, if you are willing to offer me something."

As the voice ceased, a human face appeared on a mountain peak atop the meteor, like a visage carved into the rock.

"Who on earth are you and why are you here?"

Xuanyuan Ze calmed down, watching the face, questioning, sensing immense power from it.

"You may address me as Lord. I am the Creator’s master. I passed by here today, sensed resentment, thus came to check it out."

The face spoke gently.

"The Creator’s master?"

Xuanyuan Ze slightly shocked, finding it audacious for the individual to claim mastery over the Creator.

"Indeed, I am on par with Ninth Realm, anyone must bow beneath me, even your academy’s headmaster is but an ant before me. If you submit to me, you can achieve whatever you wish."

The face continued.

"I, Xuanyuan Ze, am willing to submit to Lord, willing to offer everything I have, as long as the Lord helps me become strong."

Xuanyuan Ze immediately knelt, deeply intimidated by the figure’s strength, although not visibly shown, surmising from his tone, he perceived absolute power.

"Good, submitting to me is simple, I only need your heart; offer your heart to me and I shall give you strength!"

The face nodded in satisfaction and said.