398: The Emperor is now adorned in divine armor! How can he possibly keep a low profile from now on?

Su Mo's shout, combined with that action of crushing the divinity, maxed out the pretentiousness.

Lin Wan's hand holding the recorder was trembling; how could this be considered issuing a notice?

This was clearly a declaration of war to the whole world... no, to the entire plane!

"Boss, are you sure you want to be this high-profile?"

Lin Wan tried hard to calm her racing heart, "Even though you are ridiculously strong now, there might still be other old monsters among the various alien races in those otherworldly rifts outside."

Su Mo leaned back, that lazy vibe returning, "Even if I wanted to keep a low profile now, my strength wouldn't allow it."

As he spoke, a thought crossed his mind.

"Hum—!"

The set of [Majesty of the Nether Emperor] that had just faded away appeared once again.

The black and gold imperial robes shimmered with radiance, and the black divine ring behind him rotated, illuminating the entire living room as if it were a Nether temple.

Su Mo pointed to the divine ring above his head that was about to break through the ceiling, looking helpless:

"Look at this thing, it's like a 2000-watt lightbulb; I couldn't hide it even if I wanted to. Since I can't hide it, I might as well be straightforward and blind their dog eyes."

The women looked at his pretentious face, wishing they could all go up and bite him.

"Tch, I think you just want to show off."

Qiangwei curled her lip, but her eyes were glued to the handsome imperial robes, unable to look away, "But, to be fair, this outfit... is really cool. You look like the King of Hell when wearing it; next time you take it out to hack someone, you'll scare them into peeing themselves before you even make a move."

"That's right." Su Mo raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

Just then, Shen Yanbing, who had been snuggled in his arms, suddenly reached out and carefully touched the dragon-head shoulder guard on his clothes, asking in a low voice:

"Su Mo, what... what level are you now?"

Once this question was asked, everyone's ears perked up. He was level 75 when he went in. So what about now?

Su Mo blinked and held up eight fingers, shaking them.

"Ninety?!" Shen Yufu exclaimed, almost dropping the red wine glass in her hand, "You leveled up fifteen times?! You reached level ninety?!"

One had to know that after the second promotion, the experience required for each level was an astronomical figure. Even with the "bonus" from Su Mo's talent, she had barely managed to reach level 71 after working herself to the bone these past few days.

This guy went in for a stroll, had a fight, and just like that... hit the level 90 cap?!

"Is he even human..." Long Xiya muttered to herself, looking at Su Mo as if she were staring at a monster. How old was this guy? Early twenties?

"Calm down, calm down."

Su Mo waved his hand, "Level 90 is just the beginning. When I get my hands on a divinity to play with later, I'll take you all to ascend together."

If anyone else said that, it would be bragging. But coming from Su Mo's mouth... everyone actually felt that it might just be fucking possible!

"Alright, stop just being surprised." Su Mo stood up from the sofa and stretched, the imperial robes emitting a slight metallic friction sound with his movement, sounding very high-quality.

He looked at the women in the room with their eyes shining, a wicked smile curling the corners of his lips.

"I'm covered in sweat, and my clothes are sticking to my body."

"This new equipment is a bit troublesome to take off... who will help me?"

As soon as these words were out, the women, who were still in shock, instantly blushed. Was this... asking to be served while changing?

"I'll do it!"

Surprisingly, the first one to jump out wasn't the most enthusiastic Qiangwei, nor the clingiest Xiao Wu. It was the one who had been silent on the side, but with frighteningly intense eyes—Long Xiya.

This Valkyrie of the Dragon family actually stepped forward voluntarily, an unnatural blush on her heroic and pretty face, but her eyes were exceptionally firm.

"I am your... Dragon Knight."

Long Xiya bit her lip, her voice soft but stubborn, "This kind of intimate matter... should be done by me."

Oh?

Su Mo looked at her with some surprise. Did this wild horse change its nature?

"Sure." Su Mo opened his arms, looking like he was enjoying it, "Then I'll leave it to my Valkyrie."

Long Xiya walked up to him and reached out, her fingertips trembling slightly as they touched the dark golden dragon-scale belt.

The cold touch made her fingertips shrink, but soon, she began to clumsily but earnestly undo the buttons.

The women around looked at each other, all seeing a "sense of crisis" in each other's eyes.

Good heavens! This newcomer is very sensible! Is this the rhythm of competing for favor?

"I'll help too!" Luo Xiaorou, unwilling to be outdone, hopped over,

"I'll help my husband take the clothes he takes off!"

"Then I... I'll go run the bathwater." Qin Lan ran to the bathroom, her face flushed red.

For a moment, the entire living room was in chaos, with beauties surrounding Su Mo; the scene was even livelier than an emperor choosing a concubine.

Anastasia sat on the sofa, elegantly crossing her legs, watching Su Mo being drowned in a sea of women, a faint smile curling her lips.

"This rascal..."

"I'm afraid tonight will be another sleepless night."

...

In the bathroom, steam swirled. It was a massive massage bathtub capable of holding over a dozen people, currently bubbling with hot steam.

Su Mo was shirtless, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, humming in comfort.

Long Xiya was wearing a soaked white shirt, kneeling behind him, using the hands that usually held guns to kill enemies to clumsily massage his shoulders.

"How is it? Is the pressure okay?" Long Xiya asked in a low voice, though she was actually nervous as hell. This was the first time in her life she had ever served anyone!

"Hmm... it's passable." Su Mo closed his eyes, looking every bit the master, "A little harder on the left, yes, that's it."

"Su Mo..." Long Xiya hesitated, but couldn't help asking, "That... divinity just now, did you really crush it?"

"What? Feeling sorry for it?" Su Mo opened one eye, looking at her teasingly.

"That was a True God's divinity!" Long Xiya's voice rose an octave,

"If you used it to inlay into a weapon, or to comprehend the rules... the value would be immeasurable! You just... used it like a one-time item?"

Even though Su Mo's move of crushing the divinity to release killing intent was cool, in Long Xiya's eyes, it was simply a waste of a precious gift! A spendthrift!

"It's just a piece of broken rock." Su Mo shrugged indifferently, "Besides, who told you that was a True God's divinity?"

"Hmm?" Long Xiya was stunned, "It was fake?"

"It was real enough, but it was the divinity of a 'God-Sin', filled with chaos and resentment."

Su Mo curled his lip, "That kind of trash, my dog wouldn't even eat it. Crushing it to hear a bang, and scaring those old things outside by the way, counts as making the best use of it."

Long Xiya listened, dumbfounded. Divinity... wouldn't even give it to a dog? Just how high was this man's perspective?

Just then, the bathroom door was pushed open a crack. A small pink head peeked in.

"Husband Su Mo... are you done washing?" Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, her pure and alluring little face full of anticipation, "I... I've put on those new shoes."

Su Mo's eyes lit up, and his previously lazy body immediately sat straight up.

"Quick! Come in!"

"What bath? No more bath!"

"Let's study... the waterproof performance of these new shoes!"

Long Xiya: "..."

This bastard! He was just talking about having a high perspective, but as soon as he saw silk stockings and beautiful legs, he revealed his true colors!

However...

Watching Su Mo's energetic retreating back, a rare gentleness flashed in Long Xiya's golden vertical pupils.

Perhaps...

This was the man she wanted. Strong, domineering, yet so real that one... wanted to get close.

...

The night was deep. In the master bedroom of Cloud Top Villa, it finally quieted down.

Su Mo lay on the large bed, holding the exhausted and sleeping Xiao Wu in his arms, but his mind didn't have much sleepiness. He stared at the ceiling, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

This third promotion had huge gains, but it also let him see a more terrifying side of this world. That farm numbered 9527... that boundless black map... and those terrifying existences that even gods could only be treated as "feed"...

"System."

Su Mo muttered in his heart.

"Who... exactly is the owner of that farm?"

This was the first time he had asked the system a question so seriously. However. The system, which usually answered every question, fell into a deathly silence this time.

After a long time.

A cold, emotionless prompt finally sounded slowly in the depths of his mind.

[Insufficient authority.]

[Please promote to the fourth stage as soon as possible.]

[When you can look directly into the abyss... the abyss is also looking at you.]

"Heh... playing riddles with me, are you?"

Su Mo sneered, not scared at all; instead, a more fanatical flame ignited in the depths of his eyes.

"Fine."

"If you won't say it, then don't."

"Wait until I promote to the fourth stage, the fifth stage... or even poke a hole in this sky."

"I want to see what kind of monsters and demons are hiding at the bottom of that abyss!"

Su Mo turned over and hugged the little rabbit in his arms tighter. No matter what the future held. As long as he was strong enough. No one could break this gentle haven.

"Sleep!"

"I have to go collect the debts from those old foxes tomorrow!"

"Those mythical materials from the Dragon family... hehe, just right for upgrading my divine gear again!"

Moonlight spilled onto the windowsill. This night was destined to be a sleepless one for the powerhouses of the entire Blue Star. Because they all felt a new, terrifying aura capable of suppressing the era, rising... from this villa!