The Soul Race's slave imprint was extremely complicated.
There were two requirements in order to break the slave seal. The first was that it could only be broken by a Soul Race clansman. No other race could break it.
Second, the slave imprint of a slave could only be broken by its master. Unless the master died or the master stopped controlling it, other Soul Race clansmen could break the slave imprint.
Su Mo was now Bai Yan and his body and Spiritual Soul were of the Soul Tribe. Since Di Ang was dead, he could help Chengfen and Ning Piaoying break the Slave Seal.
The slave imprint in their sea of consciousness was a miniature imprint condensed from the soul energy of a Soul Race clansman.
Su Mo easily removed their seals and regained their freedom.
"Sect … Sect Master Su, Chengfen is very grateful!"
Afterward, Chengfen solemnly cupped his fists and bowed to Su Mo, his attitude extremely respectful.
Perhaps it was because of Su Mo's strength that he had to look up to, or perhaps it was because of his experiences during this period of time that he had smoothed out his arrogance. Either way, Chengfen no longer had any arrogance and was no longer as arrogant as before.
"Floating Shadow … also thanks Sect Master Su for saving me!"
Ning Piaoying immediately bowed to express her gratitude. She no longer treated Su Mo the same way she did in the past.
"You're welcome. Both of you can stay with me for the time being. To outsiders, you can act as my servants!" Su Mo said in a deep voice.
"Alright!" The two of them nodded. They had nowhere to go right now.
"Sect Master Su, you seized the body of a member of the Soul Race and infiltrated the Soul Race. Are you planning to take root there?" Chengfen asked curiously.
"En!"
Su Mo nodded slightly and continued, "Stay here and work hard to cultivate. There will be no shortage of resources, so don't worry about anything else."
Su Mo did not trust the two of them completely. Who knew if they had been completely subdued by the Soul Tribe.
He and these two people only knew each other, and did not have a deep friendship.
Therefore, he would not send the two of them to the Yuntian Sect. He would keep them by his side for the time being. If he discovered that the two of them were disloyal, he would kill them without hesitation.
Then, Su Mo arranged accommodation for the two of them in his own mansion.
After returning to his room alone, Su Mo pondered his next move.
The Sunslayer Tribe had a main bloodline and twelve branches. Both Di Ang and Bai Yan belonged to the eighth branch.
The Di family was considered the strongest family in the eighth branch. The Bai family was slightly inferior, but they were still one of the strongest families in the eighth branch.
The head of the Bai Family was a Heaven Splitting Realm expert, and there were more than a hundred Dao Realm experts in the family. Bai Yan's father was the third son of the Bai Family's head.
In the Bai family, Bai Yan wasn't the most talented of the younger generation, but he was considered one of the most talented.
Therefore, Bai Yan's status in the Bai family was very high, and he had access to all kinds of precious resources.
Su Mo thought about his plan. Not only did he want to climb up the ranks of the Soul Tribe, he also wanted to obtain a large amount of resources from the Soul Tribe.
This was a long-term plan that could not be rushed. It had to be planned slowly.
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Yuntian Sect.
Recently, the Heavenly Fate Sect had been developing at a rapid pace.
At the same time, a large amount of cultivation resources from every corner of the Realm of Flame Heaven converged on the Heaven Fate Sect.
On this day, an expert from the Blood Tribe arrived at the Yuntian Sect.
"I'm Xue Teng, the Clan Leader of the Ancient Blood Sect. I'm here to disturb you. Do you welcome me?"
Xue Teng stood in the sky above the Yuntian Sect, smiling as he asked in a clear voice.
His attitude was not aggressive at all, but rather polite and peaceful.
Countless people in the Yuntian Sect stared at Xue Teng in shock.
This was the Clan Leader of the Ancient Blood Sect, the overlord of the Flame Heaven Domain. He was the second most powerful person in the Ancient Blood Sect.
In the past, Xue Teng would not even look at the Yuntian Sect, let alone ask for an audience.
But now, Xue Teng had taken the initiative to come to the Yuntian Sect.
Countless elders and disciples of the Yuntian Sect felt that this was unreal. In the blink of an eye, the Yuntian Sect had become so powerful.
"Of course you're welcome!"
Mo Ling walked out and flew in front of Xue Teng. He cupped his fists and said, "Greetings, Clan Leader Xue Teng. Clan Leader Xue Teng, this way please!"
Mo Ling waved his hand and invited Xue Teng.
Although he was facing a Blood Clan member who was two levels higher than him, Mo Ling was neither servile nor overbearing.
Although Xue Teng wore a smile on his face, his eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly.
As a Blood Clan member and the clan leader of the Ancient Blood Sect, he had actually sent an early Manifestation stage junior to greet him.
Was this a blatant humiliation?
"Alright!"
Although Xue Teng was displeased, he did not show it on his face. He nodded slightly and followed Mo Ling to the main hall of the Yuntian Sect.
"Clan Leader Xue Teng, please take a seat!"
Mo Ling gestured for him to sit on the main seat.
After all, Xue Teng was a Blood Clan member and a senior. Therefore, he had to maintain a respectful appearance before falling out with him.
This was already the most respectful he could do. Under normal circumstances, he, a mere junior of the Martial Clan, should have knelt and kowtowed to him.
However, now, he would not kowtow to anyone other than his parents and master.
Xue Teng did not take a seat. Instead, he looked around the empty main hall and said with a frown, "Young Master Mo, I've heard that your master's cultivation is exceedingly high. Therefore, I've come to pay a visit!"
"Clan Leader Xue Teng, my master is in seclusion. I'm afraid he won't be able to receive you. Please forgive him!" Mo Ling cupped his fists.
"Humph!"
Xue Teng harrumphed coldly and said with a cold expression, "Mo Ling, do you think that I'm not qualified to meet your master given my identity and status?"
Following Xue Teng's cold shout, a powerful aura surged.
Instantly, Mo Ling felt like he was in Hell. His body and Divine Soul were under tremendous pressure.
Bang! Bang!
A dull thud was heard. Mo Ling's legs exploded into a bloody mist.
The tremendous pressure caused the bones and flesh of his legs to explode.
Mo Ling was about to kneel down.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a figure dashed into the main hall at lightning speed and supported Mo Ling who was about to fall.
It was an old man with colorful hair and an intimidating aura. It was the Primeval Dragon.
"How dare you!"
The Primeval Dragon glared at Xue Teng and shouted, "A mere Blood Tribe cultivator dares to behave atrociously in front of me?"
Although the Primeval Dragon's cultivation base was only at the peak of the high extreme of the Dao Realm, he didn't seem weak in front of the Heaven Splitting stage Xue Teng.
"Xue Teng greets the lord of the Demon Tribe!"
Xue Teng immediately withdrew his aura and clasped his fists at the Primeval Dragon.
Even though his cultivation base was higher than the Primeval Dragon's, he was still inferior to the Demon Tribe in the Heavenly Spirit Origin Realm.
Therefore, he still had to show respect on the surface.
"Xue Teng, why did you come to the Heavenly Fate Sect and humiliate my disciple?" the Primeval Dragon asked.
"Please calm down, my lord. This young man is only a Martial Clan cultivator, and he doesn't know how to respect his seniors. Please forgive me for punishing him!"
Xue Teng smiled and continued, "I'm here to discuss with your sect how to manage the Realm of Flame Heaven in the future."
"How do you want to manage it?"
The Primeval Dragon asked with a cold face. He didn't dwell on the fact that Xue Teng had punished Mo Ling. After all, the Blood Tribe bullied the Martial Clan, and he couldn't do anything about it.
"I want to talk to Young Master Mo's master in person," Xue Teng said in a deep voice.
By now, they had a rough idea of the Heavenly Fate Sect's situation. The demon in front of them wasn't Mo Ling's master at all, but someone else.
"You can talk to me!" the Primeval Dragon said. He was very clear about the purpose of Xue Teng's visit.
How to manage the Realm of Flame Heaven?
The truth was that he was here to find out the truth.
Therefore, the Primeval Dragon wouldn't take him to see Su Mo.
According to Su Mo, they could destroy the Ancient Blood Sect at any time, but they couldn't.
If they destroyed the Ancient Blood Sect, they would have to face the Heaven Soul Palace in the Realm of Flame Heaven.
Therefore, they had to keep the Ancient Blood Sect, at least for the time being, as a shield.
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