141: Chapter 141 Just broke through yesterday?

Over on Su Yu's side. Above the ruins. The night wind whipped up gusts of dust and smoke.

Su Yu strolled casually through the shattered rock layers and massive gullies. His movements were practiced. Looting corpses, checking for equipment, and gathering wealth.

In a short while, he returned to the location of the former auction stage, which had been blasted into a giant crater. With a thought, all the spoils inside his storage ring were instantly tallied.

First, there was the cash. From the Dark Web treasury and the storage rings of those few red-robed archbishops, Su Yu had scavenged a massive amount of dragon coin banknotes.

All in all, the total reached a staggering 12 trillion! If one added the 2 trillion-plus he originally obtained from the auction, Su Yu's available funds at this moment had soared to the terrifying figure of 14 trillion! 14 trillion!

This was absolutely an astronomical figure that could make the Great Xia Kingdom Ministry of Finance tremble. It was enough for him to double his strength once again!

Next, there were the resources. Aside from the mountains of high-grade materials and Heaven-tier cultivation techniques in the Dark Web treasury, what surprised Su Yu the most were the demon cores! Six of them in total! demon saint-level demon cores exuding rich Abyssal origin fluctuations!

Three of them were naturally left behind by those three unlucky Abyssal demon saints. And the other three were extracted from the corpses of the three red-robed archbishops. These traitors of the human race, in their pursuit of power, had long been thoroughly infected and assimilated by the Abyssal aura. In a sense, they could no longer be considered human, but rather a part of the Abyssal demon race. They, too, had condensed demon cores within their bodies.

"I've struck it rich."

A glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes. This sweep had not only wiped out the Dark Web, that malignant tumor, but had also netted him a windfall. It was simply perfect.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Just then, a series of violent coughs came from the ruins not far away. Huo Zhenshan crawled out of the deep pit, covered in dirt and grime. The dignified National Guardian Martial Saint looked as disheveled as a miner who had just crawled out of a coal pit. His battle armor was shattered, he was covered in blood, and his aura was withered to the extreme.

Yet his eyes remained fixed on Su Yu, who was playing with the demon cores. That look was as if he were staring at some unspeakable monster.

"You..."

Huo Zhenshan swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva with difficulty. His voice was trembling.

"You brat..."

"What exactly is going on?!"

Huo Zhenshan could finally hold it in no longer; he felt that if he didn't ask the questions bottled up inside him, he would be suffocated to death!

A few days ago, on the outskirts of the Capital Martial Arts University, when this brat fought the Abyssal demon saint, his blood energy burst was clearly only at nine million! Peak Martial Spirit! Although his combat power was astonishing, his realm was undeniably that of a Martial Spirit!

But what about today?! Just now, when he withstood the aftershock of the Demon Emperor's attack, the blood energy fluctuations he inadvertently leaked had definitely broken through 100 million! A bona fide Martial Emperor realm!

Not only that, his spear strike just now had even unleashed terrifying combat power capable of killing four saint-level beings in a single blow! Is this something a Martial Emperor can do?!

"Have you been hiding your cultivation all along?!" Huo Zhenshan's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Su Yu.

"You actually broke through to Martial Emperor long ago, didn't you?!"

"Or even... you aren't a Martial Emperor at all, you're a Martial Sovereign?!"

Facing Huo Zhenshan's rapid-fire interrogation, Su Yu put the six demon cores into his storage ring. He turned his head and looked at the miserable-looking Huo Zhenshan, his tone calm.

"If I said that I just broke through yesterday."

"From nine million blood energy, breaking through to 100 million."

"Would you believe me?"

The air suddenly went quiet. Huo Zhenshan was stunned. He stared blankly at Su Yu's cold, hard face, trying to find a trace of a joke on it. But there was none. Su Yu's gaze was so sincere it was infuriating.

"Bullshit!!!"

A few seconds later, Huo Zhenshan completely lost his composure, roaring at the top of his lungs, not even caring that he was aggravating the injuries in his chest.

"Just broke through yesterday?!"

"Soaring from nine million directly to 100 million?!"

"Do you take me for a three-year-old child?!"

Huo Zhenshan was so angry he was blowing his beard and staring. Martial Dao cultivation becomes harder the further one progresses! From Martial Spirit to Martial King is a barrier like a natural chasm! It requires consuming countless resources and undergoing long periods of tempering to barely cross. Let alone from Martial King to Martial Emperor! That is a leap from the ten-million level to the 100-million level! You motherf***er, you just broke through yesterday, and today you're at 100 million?! Is your blood energy riding a rocket?!

"You brat, you must be deliberately hiding your cultivation!" Huo Zhenshan snorted coldly, wearing an expression that said, "I've already seen through you."

"Deliberately pretending to be a Martial Spirit to swindle the nation's resources!"

"Even I was completely fooled by you!"

"What is your name, really?!" Huo Zhenshan stared fixedly at Su Yu.

"Don't try to fool me with that fake name 'Su Yuan'!"

"I want to know right now, what kind of divine being are you, really!"

Su Yu looked at Huo Zhenshan's certain appearance and sighed slightly. He thought about it. Indeed, with his current strength, his normal state was comparable to a Martial Sovereign, and with all his trump cards out, he could even go head-to-head with a Demon Emperor. In this world, there was no longer any power that could threaten his life. There was truly no need to hide and skulk around.

"Fine." Su Yu nodded.

"Since you want to know."

"Then I'll reintroduce myself."

Hum—!

Su Yu moved his mind. The Great Perfection-level Myriad Phenomena Concealment Art was instantly deactivated.

The bones and muscles on his face began to move in a strange, undulating way. The original cold, hard, and weathered young man's face quickly faded away. Replacing it was a teenage face that was slightly immature, yet revealed an incomparable depth and calmness. Eighteen years old. A freshman in college. Su Yu.

"A freshman at Capital Martial Arts University."

"Su Yu."

Su Yu looked at Huo Zhenshan and calmly stated his name.

Huo Zhenshan was stunned. He looked at the face before him, which had suddenly become excessively young. His brain went momentarily blank. Su Yu? He had never heard of any Martial Sovereign or Martial Saint named Su Yu in the Great Xia Kingdom? Wait. This name... why does it sound so familiar?

Huo Zhenshan frowned, frantically searching his mind for memories regarding the name "Su Yu." Suddenly, his whole body jolted violently. His pair of cloudy, old eyes instantly widened into saucers!

"Su Yu?!"

"You... are you that freshman genius who realized the Form-Manifesting Spear Intent at Weiming Lake on the very first day of enrollment at Capital Martial Arts University?!"

A few days ago, this brat's name had been spreading like wildfire among the top brass of the military. Vice Principal Nie Changkong had even been hiding him away like a precious gem.

Su Yu nodded.

"Yes."

"It's me."

Silence. A dead, suffocating silence. In the ruins, only the whimpering sound of the night wind blowing through remained. Huo Zhenshan stared fixedly at Su Yu's face. He looked for a full half-minute.

Then,

"Get out of here!!!"

Huo Zhenshan let out a hysterical roar, spraying spit everywhere.

"Who are you trying to kid?!"

"How many days has it been since Capital Martial Arts University started?!"

"At most, less than a week!"

"How old are you even?!"