The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Luckily, Austin had taken the tto refine a large number of spiritual crystals the other day, which increased his spiritual sense

tenfold.

As he sat with his eyes half-closed and murmured to himself, he began to practice the Puppet Strings.

In fact, it was so effortless that it only took half a day for him to refine a hundred red strings.

"Master, this is incredible! You must be ssort of genius.

| can't believe you managed to create a hundred puppet strings in just hours!"

Lange was staring at Austin with his hands clasped eagerly in front of him. He had never witnessed someone cultivate so fast in all

his life.

"I got lucky," Austin said with a smile.

Finally, he felt a bit satisfied with his progress. The Puppet Strings were an advanced skill and he hadn't expected to be this far

along.

He knew that the spiritual tree took a lot of the credit.

The spiritual tree was the holy tree of the spiritual race, and it meant everything to its members.

And on top of that, the Puppet Strings was a secret skill that was owned by the spiritual race.

Austin had found the spiritual tree a useful tool that made it simple for an outsider like him to grasp the Puppet Strings.

"Master, it won't take long to surpassin the Puppet Strings,"

Lange said, still looking at him wide-eyed.

"Master, we've arrived.

If you look just ahead there, you will see a small spiritual capital,"

one of the spirits informed Austin while he pointed at the space a couple yards ahead of them.

Austin's eyes followed and he saw the city.

The style of buildings was primitive and rough, and it occupied a large area. There were towering gates and all kinds of creatures

were coming and going at a rapid pace.

Even though it looked run-down, it was obviously not a ghost-town.

Suddenly, a burst of strong energy waves erupted into the sky and twisted. Austin jumped in surprise.

From where he stood, he saw that the sky above the spiritual capital was dark red.

"Did you see that? The spiritual soul energy there is so dense,"

Austin shouted, turning around to see if anyone else had seen or if he had just imagined it.

A few of them nodded. Immediately, he closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to confirm. A smile spread on his face when he

realized that there was a large amount of spiritual soul energy in the city.

There was so much of it that it was visible to the naked eye.

"Master, there is something else you need to know.

Each spiritual capital is built on a spiritual vessel.

The spiritual vessel provides a large amount of spiritual soul energy to the city and its occupants. This is why it is always

overflowing with spirits here. They are all working to refine their spiritual soul energy.

And that's not all. The spiritual vessel refers to the vessel of spiritual crystal,"

Lange told Austin.

"You mean there is a vessel of spiritual crystal under this city?" Austin asked as his jaw dropped for a second time.

If that were the case, this journey could be the most worthwhile one he had ever taken part in.

"Yes. That is correct.

All the spiritual capitals are built on large vessels of the spiritual crystal."

Austin tried hard to avoid celebrating the fact too hard. He collected himself to ask more questions.

"Would it be possible to dig up this huge vessel of the spiritual crystal?"

Austin asked, looking straight towards the city.

Immediately, all fourteen members of the spiritual race stepped towards him. "What?"

None of them could believe that such a thought could enter his mind.

"Master, what did you say? You want to dig out the vessel of the spiritual crystal and take it all for yourself?" one of the spirits

asked.

His voice was trembling so much he barely got all the words out.

"Master, that is absolutely a terrible idea.

Each spiritual capital belongs to a certain aristocrat of our spiritual race.

There is a strict hierarchy in our race.

The Spiritual Ancestor is at the top.

He is our oldest ancestor and it is said that his strength is formidable.

Next in line are the aristocrats.

These lords were selected and promoted by our ancestor. They live in different places and have their own territory and

subordinates.

They are the ones you really must fear.

The Spiritual Ancestor has been sleeping all this time, so they enforce the rules.

No one has ever gone up against them. It is beyond foolish.

Master, if you dig a vessel of the spiritual crystal under a spiritual capital, you'll mess with one of the aristocrats.

In our universe, whoever is against the aristocrats dies!"

Lange explained to Austin, gesturing at him to see reason.

"And there's more. Tens of thousands of members of the spiritual race live in each spiritual capital. Even if you got past the

aristocrats, you would never escape them."

"Master, please don't do it. It's not worth dying over."

The fourteen spirits walked in closer to Austin, gesturing and yelling at him to rethink his plan.

'If master digs out the vessel of the spiritual crystal in this city on an impulse, he will get himself killed.

Now, we are his slaves. We are in the sboat as him. If anything happens to him, we will be in danger too, ' they thought

worriedly.

"Geez. Calm down. It was just an idea. | am not serious about it, so don't worry."

Austin stood motionless and stared at his followers with disbelief written on his face.

"Master, it's better to sneak into this spiritual capital, and then we can focus on dealing with the spirits who are weak or alone.

It will save us much trouble,"

Lange added.

"Yes, master, | totally agree with him. We have to make this mission a secret.

Although this spiritual capital is not big, there are at least tens of thousands of spirits living in it.

Once we are exposed, there will be no way out!"

another spirit warned.

‘Damn it! Turns out these spirits are cowards, '

Austin whined internally, throwing his head back.

"Okay. Listen up.

We need to figure out a way to sneak into the city and then we need to familiarize ourselves with it before we carry out any plans,"

Austin said, signaling for his slaves to shut their mouths.

"Master, don't worry about that.

It's normal for us to have a bunch of slaves under our control when we are in the city.

Master, you and your friends can pretend to be my slaves.

That way, | can take you into the city and no one will get suspicious,"

Lange explained.

"Fine. Let's do it your way."

Austin nodded in agreement.

Lange and other thirteen spirits approached the gate of the spiritual capital, while Austin was surveying the area.

No one appeared to be watching them so he figured it was a good tto take out his men from the Slave Tower. They seemed

confused as they squinted their eyes against the lights from the city. Austin and his companions stood among the slaves and

followed behind the fourteen spirits.

Austin found that the closer he got to the spiritual capital, the stronger the spiritual soul energy became.

All around them, streams and puffs of strong spiritual soul energy were appearing and Austin was tempted to reach out and touch

it.

"It'll be awesthat you try and cultivate while in this environment. It's a great chance to improve your spiritual sense,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot said to Austin.

"It all makes sense now. There is a huge vessel of spiritual crystal in this city.

The huge vessel of spiritual crystal is feeding the power.

I wish | could steal it,"

Austin replied, almost drooling.

The Heavenly Majestic Pot was amused by the look of greed and longing dripping from Austin's eyes.

"I knew you would say that.

| was thinking the sthing," the pot said.

After walking for a few minutes, they had entered the gate unharmed and kept leading the slaves further into the city's grasp.

As Austin observed, he was confused. If the spirit hadn't informed him of the opposite, he would think that the city belonged to

human beings.

The street was crowded with all kinds of human-shaped creatures, and they all belonged to different races. Apart from real

humans, there were the beast race, the demon race, and other rarer races transforming into human form.

However, as he continued to examine them, Austin noticed that something was off. Deciding it was a good idea, he unleashed his

spiritual sense and found that many of the living beings had lost their own spiritual souls.

They had been possessed by the spirits.

After all, it was common practice for many members of the spiritual race to inhabit the bodies of other creatures after erasing their

souls.

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