The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Eventually, for safety’s sake, Ye Mo created a Caged Dragon Clone, which looked exactly like him. He also put a diamond mask on the clone’s face to show his identity as a diamond grade gladiator, following the shopkeeper.

 Ye Mo stayed at the merchant house. If anything happened, he would use the trick of Shifting Phantom and run away immediately.

 The shopkeeper led Ye Mo to a cabinet, past a long hallway and kept walking for a while, before they finally arrived at the residence of the mysterious head.

 It was a small palace with guards standing outside. The protection seemed very strict. Among the guards guarding the gate, many of them wore the diamond gladiator masks with cultivation in the Transcendence Ninth Realm.

 “We have arrived. This is the residence of our head. Please wait here, let me inform them about our arrival first.”

 “No problem.” Ye Mo nodded as the appraiser went in.

 A few moments later, she ran back and said, “Let’s go in now. The head is not home, but she’ll be back soon. Let’s wait for her inside.”

 And then, she led Ye Mo into the palace. Ye Mo sat down on a chair inside, waiting patiently.

 A giant white curtain was closed in the front.

 “The head is coming!” the shopkeeper shouted. And Ye Mo stood up politely.

 Later, the sense of a magnificent force entered. The force was so dignified that it spread out to every corner of the room, setting the curtain to rustling.

 Ye Mo shivered to sense such a dignified power and knew he had no chance to resist it.

 A young silhouette stepped in, but, because she was behind the curtain, Ye Mo could only see the shadow of the head, it was a girl.

 Her cultivation could only be described as terrifying. Even Feng Chu could hardly compete with her.

 This was the head of the Chaos Merchant House.

 Ye Mo was wondering which realm the head was in, the highest level of the Profound Heavens Realm? Or the Cosmos Realm?

 Thanks to the Zhu Immortal Imprint on his forehead, Ye Mo was very sensitive to someone’s aura and cultivation level. Usually, he could roughly guess the level of someone who was stronger than him.

 “You’re the genius that Aunt Lan recommended? You defeated Meng Long with the same cultivation level?” A melodious and elegant voice flew out like the scent of orchids blossoming in the valley. Ye Mo’s heart flipped. He felt quite familiar with this voice, but he couldn’t remember where they met. But he was pretty sure that it was a voice that he had heard before.

 “Yes, my name is Ye Xiao.” Ye Mo used his alias, the one he used in the Tiandu Sea.

 Upon hearing his voice, the head behind the curtain frowned, but remained calm. “Ye Xiao, where are you from?”

 “I’m from the Zone of Seals, and I came to the Zone of Chaos for more experience,” Ye Mo replied.

 Naturally, Ye Mo wouldn’t tell the truth, that he was from the Zone of Desolate. After all, he was on the run. If he ran into people from the First Heaven Society, he would be in trouble.

 Just in case, Ye Mo faked his identity.

 “Let me be honest with you. Our merchant house has plenty of drops of Primordial Shenrui Blood. Many geniuses offer to work for us voluntarily in order to get them,” the head said. ” Your cultivation is very impressive, so I am willing to invest 20 drops of the Primordial Shenrui Blood in you.”

 “What did you say? Twenty drops of the Primordial Shenrui Blood?” Ye Mo was shocked. He didn’t expect the head to make such a generous offer.

 “Don’t be so surprised. I’m not talking about giving you all the drops at once. When you finish your tasks, I’ll give you the blood accordingly. I need a genius that can quickly advance. Therefore, if you fall, the Primordial Shenrui Blood I give you will be a total waste.” The head’s sight seemed so sharp that Ye Mo felt she could penetrate the curtain and see right through him.

 Ye Mo sensed that the head was probing his background. But he wasn’t worried. After all, she was just looking at a clone.

 “A clone? With such a strong True Energy,” the head said, shocked. “With this clone, you could easily defeat a Half Profound expert. It doesn’t make any sense. What’s your real cultivation level? How strong are you, really?”

 “Defeating a Profound World Realm expert wouldn’t be a problem for me,” Ye Mo answered honestly. He knew that, in the Zone of Chaos, cultivation level equaled status. Apparently, the head appreciated his power, so working for her might be an option. As long as the business didn’t break his bottom line, he was more than happy to earn more Primordial Shenrui Blood.

 Right now, he was racing against time. He wouldn’t let go of any opportunity to advance.

 “Good, very good!” the head said. “Then, I need to thoroughly examine your cultivation now. In the merchant house, there’s a Low-grade Celestial Weapon called the Profound Heaven Ice Sword, and it hasn’t hit the shelves yet. I’ll ask the shopkeeper to bring it to you later. Your task is to defeat ten cultivators who would like to obtain this weapon. If you pass the first test, I’ll give you a second drop of the Primordial Shenrui Blood. And then, I’ll give you the second test, the third test… But each time, the test will get more and more difficult. Of course, the amount of blood will increase accordingly.”

 The system was almost like leveling up by beating monsters. The head wanted to test Ye Mo through different tasks.

 “You’ve got it!” Ye Mo nodded.

 “Don’t promise too soon. Even if the challenger is a Mid-grade Profound Realm expert, I’ll still ask you to join the fight. You must prepare yourself. This Low-grade Celestial Weapon will attract a lot of people to fight for it.”

 “No problem. Even if it is a Mid-grade Profound Realm expert, I’ll defeat him unmercifully,” Ye Mo said.

 “Aunt Lan, bring Ye Mo to the Profound Heaven Ice Sword and then come back to me.”

 “Yes, madam,” Aunt Lan said, leading Ye Mo’s clone away and asking her subordinate to put the Profound Heaven Ice Sword on the shelf. Then she returned to the head’s palace.

 As the shopkeeper entered the room, she instantly knelt, waiting for the head to speak.

 “Aunt Lan, what do you think of Ye Xiao?” the head asked, peacefully.

 “My Palace Lord, that young man is no doubt a genius. If he passes all of your tests, and with further cultivation, he will definitely become a Dragon Slaughterer,” said the shopkeeper, addressing her master with a different title than before.

 “You are right. Originally, Meng Long was the chosen one, but he got defeated by this young man. I am curious about where his potential ends,” said the Palace Lord fo the Chaos Palace. “Within the Zone of Chaos, I had a candidate for the Dragon Slaughterer and that person was the castellan of the Ice City. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have stayed here for such a long time. I’ll keep a close eye on this Ye Xiao boy.”

 “My Palace Lord, have you discovered any candidate in the Zone of Desolation?” the shopkeeper asked.

 “My clone in the Zone of Desolation, in control of the First Heaven Society, has found several candidates,” the Palace Lord said. “Ten years ago, there was a man called Ye Qing. He was a pretty good fit, but I had to kill him for some reason. Another man, called Li Tianqiong, was a king by nature. But someone named Ye Mo killed him. The last one is Feng Chu, the head of the First Heaven Society. If he controls the Ancient Poison Curse Power successfully, then he’ll be a good choice for the Dragon Slaughterer. My favorite one is Ye Mo. Unfortunately, he was killed by Feng Chu.”

From her perspective, no matter how talented a cultivator was, a fallen genius was just a loser. The only one who could be called a genius were those who survived.