Chapter 1322: Chapter 1323: Soul Realm Second Layer

Gulp!

Ye Mo directly entered the third space of the Genius Badge. As soon as he entered that space, Ye Mo felt as if the space was like rippling water; whenever he moved, it started to undulate.

"This, this is a strange space!"

The Wraith Demon Emperor immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"A strange space?"

Ye Mo was baffled.

"You summon your soul origin from a strange space, and this space is filled with endless soul origins. It’s like a mouse falling into a jar full of rice."

The Wraith Demon Emperor excitedly explained, "Upon reaching the Divine Venerate Realm, a martial artist’s cultivation becomes stagnant. Even the most talented martial artist finds it difficult to advance within a few years because their soul cultivation hasn’t kept up, making it hard to elevate their martial dao realm. But cultivating the soul is no easy feat. In this strange space, however, there’s no such concern."

Using the metaphor of a mouse entering a rice jar isn’t quite accurate—it’s more like a small fish swimming freely in an ocean.

"With so much soul origin, when will my cultivation be complete?"

Ye Mo couldn’t help but murmur softly.

In this space, the soul origins are like an ocean—a seemingly inexhaustible supply.

"Even if the third space of your Genius Badge isn’t a strange space, it certainly connects to one. You can keep cultivating here indefinitely, although the time ratio compared to the outside world isn’t one to ten."

"Anyway, there are still a few hours left. Let’s see if I can break through the Soul Realm Second Layer here, to easily eliminate anyone with weaker soul cultivation by directly releasing Soul Devil Thunder. That way, I can also hasten Mengli’s awakening."

With this thought, Ye Mo wasted no time, seated cross-legged, like a small boat floating in the strange space.

Thus, Ye Mo bathed in the ocean of soul origin, as countless soul origins gathered around him, making his soul body stronger and his Soul Sea more abundant.

The time of cultivation passed exceptionally quickly, and his Perfect Soul Body felt wrapped in endless energy, as his soul aura grew stronger.

As the outside world’s sky began to brighten, Ye Mo, within the Genius Badge, suddenly felt his soul body making a qualitative breakthrough.

In just a few hours, he had broken through to the Soul Realm Second Layer.

Upon reaching Divine Venerate Realm, focus on soul cultivation, followed by martial dao.

Ye Mo slowly opened his eyes, a delighted smile on his face: "Now that I’ve reached the Soul Realm Second Layer, if someone’s soul cultivation is below this level, I won’t even need to use my hands; I can easily defeat them. Moreover, my Perfect Soul Body can release soul techniques multiple times without feeling soul depletion."

A typical martial artist at their peak can only release soul techniques once or twice, whereas Ye Mo’s Perfect Soul Body faces no limitations—it’s his confidence for his future journeys across Wraith Land.

When Ye Mo left the Genius Space, Li Mengli remained silently lying there, causing him a moment of heartache, wishing she would wake up immediately.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Zhu Jiu walked in, carrying breakfast, saying, "Ye Mo, finish your breakfast, and I’ll take you to meet the escorts."

"No need, let’s go now!"

Ye Mo waved his hand, saying, "Also, remember to have someone take good care of my wife."

"Rest assured, I’ll assign someone to guard the door, and no one will approach this room without my orders."

With those words, Zhu Jiu led Ye Mo to the training ground of the Zhu Residence.

"The twenty people at the training ground are the escort team for this auction. The first ten are loose cultivators, some are River-Ocean Bandits, others are Green Forest Heroes. Despite their tumultuous histories, each possesses formidable skill. The ten in the rear are my Zhu Family’s guards—not as strong as the first group but quite disciplined."

Zhu Jiu explained.

Ye Mo nodded and scanned the group, noting that each of the first ten individuals bore fierce expressions, dressed in various styles, some even non-human. But all undeniably exuded strength and arrogance.

As Zhu Jiu approached with Ye Mo, all eyes turned to him. Upon sensing Ye Mo’s aura at only Divine Venerable One Soul, many of them sneered, some even masking their aggression—a phantom blade attack swiftly assaulted Ye Mo, making it hard to defend.

Yet the attack penetrated Ye Mo’s Brain Domain like a clay ox into the sea; his expression remained unchanged.

"Only Soul Realm Second Layer, daring to test me."

Ye Mo snorted coldly, his gaze flashing, as a phantom black magic thunder struck fiercely at the scornful man, causing his body to tremble and his face to pale, his soul evidently severely damaged.

Ye Mo had shown restraint, or else the damage wouldn’t be mere soul injury but outright death.

"Miss Zhu Jiu, who is this?"

One monstrous-looking, bald man with a massive scar across his head couldn’t help but ask.

"This is the escort team’s captain for your elder. For the day after tomorrow’s auction, you must heed his commands. Once the task is accomplished, we’ll settle the remaining commission completely with you."

Zhu Jiu responded.

"What? Captain?"

They all assumed Zhu Jiu was leading the team—although her strength was limited, her status as employer compelled their compliance. Now she sends a young man as their captain, and naturally, they resisted.

"I’m your captain. If anyone objects, you’re welcome to challenge me. However, if we truly clash, I’m afraid you won’t be able to attend the auction and fulfill the guarding task the day after tomorrow."

Ye Mo stated, his voice carrying a soulful pressure that made everyone feel a sharp sting.

"With such strength, you indeed deserve to be our captain."

One lazy-looking man stepped forward, languidly, saying, "But if you wish for us to accept, you must display your strength. In this world, power reigns supreme. I don’t doubt your capabilities, but I want to witness them firsthand."

"Indeed, if you can showcase your prowess, we’ll naturally comply."

The other loose-cultivator martial artists agreed, stepping forward. They knew, in truth, the lazy man was resistant despite his polite words.

He was indeed the most cunning among them, having duped many martial artists in secret.

"How do you suggest I demonstrate my strength?"

Ye Mo, hands crossed behind, asked calmly.

"How about listening to my tune?"

The lazy man offered, producing a flute to begin playing.

The tune was enchanting, imbued not only with the will of Heaven’s Wall City but also spiritual attacks, creating a lazy ambiance in him—deterring cultivation, inclining him towards listlessness, surrendering to mediocrity.