Even though Sun Mo had leveled up, the spirit qi, stamina, and injuries he had expended up until now couldn't be recovered.
Although Duanmu Li had the title of Dark Star Lord, he was still a great teacher with a moral bottom line.
"I have to think of a way to headhunt him back."
Sun Mo racked his brains.
With such a major character in the Central Province Academy, it was more beneficial than detrimental to the school. It was because he could not only teach students, but he could also teach great teachers.
Even if he didn't teach, the teachers and students would benefit a lot just by following him and observing.
(In any case, I'm not interested in beast taming. As long as I finish learning the Great Desolate Dragon Subduing Scripture, it's not impossible to let the dragon soul cooperate with Duanmu Li to do some research.)
Sun Mo was still thinking about the conditions he could offer when he heard Duanmu Li's explosive bellow.
"Quickly run!"
(Run for what?)
Sun Mo looked up in puzzlement and saw that Duanmu Li's body suddenly sprouted. Then, it grew rapidly, producing many tender green branches.
In the blink of an eye, these branches produced new flower buds and leaves.
As for Duanmu Li, he became thinner at a visible rate.
"Teacher Duanmu..."
Sun Mo was shocked and wanted to help, but at the next instant, he felt as if he was stuffed into an ice cave. His body trembled uncontrollably.
This was an instinctive fear and terror.
Not only that, but because he had signed a divine language contract with the dragon soul, he could also sense the dragon soul's emotions. At this moment, this ancient dragon soul, the guardian divine beast of the Dragon Subduing Academy, was like a chicken that had seen an eagle.
A terrifying aura descended upon the entire hall.
Before Sun Mo could find the enemy, he saw Duanmu Li's entire person seemed to have turned into a tree. It was as if spring had come and he had taken root and sprouted, producing large patches of green leaves.
"Myriad Leaf Saint, you despicable person!"
Duanmu Li bellowed.
He didn't expect that the Myriad Leaf Saint, who had always been in seclusion and had no interest in the secular world, would make a move. However, he could only blame himself for being careless.
"Sun Mo, quickly run!"
Duanmu Li's body flashed with golden light. He decided to fight with his life. His remaining four battle pets also rushed toward the northeast corner.
However, just as they were running halfway, huge roots shot out from the ground and wrapped around the four battle pets. Then, roots grew out from the roots and pierced into the battle pets' bodies, starting to absorb their vitality.
Hu!
A strong gust of wind rose from the ground. Green spots of light flickered and condensed into green leaves. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the Dragon Soul and began to spin like a tornado.
A middle-aged man appeared. He wasn't wearing clothes made of linen or silk. Instead, he was wrapped in a large number of leaves and wore a willow wreath on his head.
The wind blew, and the willow leaves on the tree ring swayed.
The middle-aged man took the gourd from his waist and pulled out the stopper.
"Return!"
After a loud shout, the tornado of leaves that trapped the dragon soul entered the gourd. After that, he looked toward Sun Mo.
A great sense of danger rose in Sun Mo's heart.
Buzz!
Once the Guardian Halo of Victory was formed, the bone-chilling cold of death immediately faded away.
"This is the great teacher halo comprehended through the Battlegod Catalog?"
The middle-aged man surveyed Sun Mo and couldn't help but nod. "Interesting!"
"Myriad Leaves …"
Duanmu Li roared.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Don't be so noisy."
The middle-aged man waved his hand.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The leaves growing on Duanmu Li's body suddenly fell. After that, they increased in speed and pierced into Duanmu Li's body like sharp blades.
Myriad Leaves Piercing the Heart.
Zi! Zi! Zi!
These leaves not only pierced into Duanmu Li's body, but they also sliced him into pieces.
Huala!
Fresh blood and minced flesh splattered on the ground, but they were instantly absorbed by the roots. There wasn't even a single drop of blood. It was so clean as if it had never killed anyone before.
Sun Mo was so angry that he wanted to cough up blood. Damn, he was killed instantly by the oriole behind him.
Myriad Leaves?
If there were no accidents, this person should be one of the three great saints of Dark Dawn, the Myriad Leaf Saint. He had a good reputation as the Myriad Leaves That Don't Fall.
It was said that everywhere the Myriad Leaf Saint went, regardless of the season, there would definitely be dead trees and flowers blooming to welcome him.
What was there to fight?
In terms of strength, he was unfathomable. In terms of knowledge, he was a saint. In terms of intelligence, he had plucked the fruits of Duanmu Li's labor.
One must know that Duanmu Li had schemed against Murong Ye and Xiao Fulong. If it wasn't for Sun Mo and the Myriad Leaf Saint, Duanmu Li would have been the final winner.
"Master, don't think about retaliating. Quickly beg for mercy. If you cower a little, you might be able to survive."
The scarab's voice reverberated frenziedly in Sun Mo's mind.
Because of the contract, if Sun Mo died, the scarab would be buried with him instead of obtaining freedom. Therefore, it was afraid because it knew how unyielding its master was.
As expected, Sun Mo gradually calmed down from his nervousness and panic. He had no intention of cowering.
When the Myriad Leaf Saint saw this scene, his eyes brightened.
One must know that at the saint realm, ordinary people would have the urge to prostrate themselves in worship when facing them. The aura released by the saint would make ordinary people feel as if they were being stared at by a hungry lion or a violent bear. That was an instinctive fear that originated from one's genes and wouldn't be affected by one's willpower.
"Good morning saint!"
Sun Mo greeted politely.
Logically speaking, when facing a high-ranking great teacher, bowing slightly was the correct thing to do. However, Duanmu Li had been killed by the Myriad Leaf Saint and Sun Mo admired Duanmu Li quite a lot. Therefore, he didn't bow to show his protection.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
At the instant the Myriad Leaf Saint's voice rang out, many flower buds grew out of Sun Mo's skin without any warning, frenziedly absorbing his vitality.
This caused Sun Mo to feel even weaker.
However, Sun Mo wasn't moved. He replied in a sonorous and forceful manner, "A person isn't considered dead when they die of old age or are buried in a coffin. If I cower now, then even if I live, I'll still be dead."
Bzz!
Priceless Advice was activated.
Golden light spots radiated out, scattering onto the Myriad Leaf Saint's body.
The Myriad Leaf Saint lowered his head and revealed a teasing smile. "100 years? Or 200 years? It has been a very long time since I've seen a great teacher who dares to use Priceless Advice on me. "
"However, your words are really well said."
The Myriad Leaf Saint deeply agreed.
To great teachers like them, determining whether a person was alive or not didn't depend on their breathing.
"My master, are you trying to scare me to death?"
The scarab wanted to cry but had no tears. (I know that you are a great teacher, but can we look at the situation?) If the Myriad Leaf Saint wanted to kill you, it would only take a single sentence.
It would be even easier than crushing a flea.
"I'll give you a chance. Join my great teacher circle!"
The Myriad Leaf Saint suggested.
Even after becoming a saint, as long as one was a great teacher, they would have a natural desire to collect good students. It was because only good students would be able to pass down their legacy.
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