The girl walked out of the home where she had stayed for thirteen years.
When she left, she didn’t wear any clothing bearing the family crest.
The only thing she carried was an ordinary sword.
She concealed her family surname and traveled her own path under the name “Mo.”
She wandered through various cities, challenging young geniuses.
Among them were many from ancient families and noble clans.
They possessed ancient bloodlines and primordial sacred physiques, with growth potential no less than those who possessed holy power.
Some people scoffed at Lu Mo and closed their doors.
Some were curious about her talent and accepted the fight.
Others sized her up and, feeling that a simple battle wasn’t exciting enough, proposed wagers.
They bet on life and death, on combat techniques, and on the status of master and servant.
And the final victory, without exception, belonged to Lu Mo.
She once easily crushed a young genius of the imperial family, using the tip of her sword to slowly lift the other girl’s chin, which was trembling with terror.
She once fought a long, bitter battle against a genius who had awakened an ancient bloodline. Under the bloodline’s awakening, the genius’s attack and defense power doubled, and he could feel almost no pain, crashing around like a wild beast.
She left countless wounds on that genius and delivered the final strike after his bloodline power weakened. The injuries exploded, and he was heavily wounded, fainting on the spot.
As for Lu Mo, she remained untainted by even a speck of dust.
She gained a lot of new swordsmanship experience and obtained many combat techniques that were not circulated to the public.
‘But is this enough?’ she asked herself, quickly shaking her head.
‘No, just this isn’t enough.’
In the year she turned fourteen, she began to enter one secret realm after another.
She participated in the exploration of those shattered spaces, searching for treasures to raise her realm or even change her talent.
She once collaborated with others.
Yet, after truly finding a treasure, her partner suddenly betrayed her, thrusting a weapon toward her heart.
But she seemed to have anticipated this scene long ago. She dealt with it calmly, watching with cold eyes before her power erupted, killing the opponent.
Until the moment they died, the opponent found it hard to believe.
Why would such a young and tender girl possess this level of alertness?
And why was her realm terrifying to such an extent?
Especially… that killing intent that had turned blood-red.
Unless one had slaughtered in an environment like purgatory, it was absolutely impossible to possess such terrifying killing intent!
Afterward, Lu Mo delivered several more stabs. Only after confirming that there was no possibility of the opponent’s resurrection did she take their spatial ring, harvest the treasure, and slowly depart.
She had experienced too many betrayals and killings.
Whether it was in the past during her first Simulated Reincarnation or now.
She had also performed extremely crazy acts. When two factions were at a stalemate while fighting over a peerless treasure, she would suddenly strike and immediately flee.
Killing intent erupted behind her as countless combat techniques emitted terrifying energy fluctuations, blasting toward her.
In the end, she narrowly escaped by relying on the power of her space and destiny attributes.
Once or twice, she was heavily wounded and on the verge of death. Her chest was pierced, and not a single part of her body was intact.
But she survived after all, swallowing treasures in dark and uninhabited places.
Pure energy swirled around her, turning into threads that wrapped around her body.
She fell into a deep sleep, recovering bit by bit and growing stronger bit by bit.
In the darkness, that cocoon formed of energy flickered and throbbed like a beating heart.
Lonely and stubborn.
‘Is doing this enough?’
She asked herself once more.
‘Perhaps, but I can continue going further.’
In the year she turned fifteen, she began to search for the ancient inheritances scattered across this great domain.
She went to well-known places of inheritance. Under the supervision of the Gates of Trial, and amidst the stunned silence or mockery of the crowd, she chose the highest difficulty trial.
And in the end, she successfully passed amidst everyone’s extreme shock, taking away one of the highest-level rewards.
She also went to sparsely populated and extremely dangerous forbidden zones. The master of the inheritance would leave behind an image, frankly stating that their inheritance would not be left to trash, and that she would be obliterated if she failed to pass within the time limit.
Lu Mo did not retreat. She met that ancient and weathered pressure, stepping into the blood-stained passage.
Her life remained monotonous.
Challenging geniuses, exploring secret realms, and searching for inheritances.
She masked her original appearance, but many people could recognize her just by sensing her aura.
Mo.
A genius who appeared out of nowhere.
A… lunatic.
Many people feared her.
Many people also felt puzzled by her experiences over the past few years.
Was getting stronger the only thing in her eyes?
Wasn’t she tired?
In their view, Lu Mo was already very strong.
Even so, she was still running, as if she would never stop.
They were pondering the same question as the head of the Kalis family —
What did she want to obtain?
What did she want to… eventually face?
No one answered them.
Lu Mo simply walked past in silence.
And that sharp, cold aura made them subconsciously retreat.
It was as if Lu Mo were an unsheathed sword — lonely, silent, and carrying extreme danger.
After experiencing so much and doing so much?
‘Is it enough?’
Lu Mo asked herself once again.
She didn’t know.
But she… seemed able to keep going.
In the year she turned sixteen, a domain-level battle of geniuses was held in the Imperial Capital.
This was a grand event held only once every ten years, co-hosted by several great domains and limited to young geniuses under the age of twenty-six.
The tournament rewards were exceptionally generous, and the top five even had the chance to be noticed by great powers and taken in as disciples.
For a time, all the great domains were seething with excitement.
Countless geniuses participated in this grand event. Even some peerless geniuses from The Holy Sanctuary and descendants of God-descended families stepped into the public’s view.
Whether or not the rewards were attractive to them, this grand event was undoubtedly a place to prove their dominance.
Lu Mo also participated in this grand event.
Under the name of Mo.
She was a genius in everyone’s eyes.
But above her talent, there was still holy power, primordial bloodlines, ancient sacred physiques, and God-descended lineages.
“She is a genius, but in the end, she’s only a genius in the mortal realm.”
— After many years, Lu Mo heard the same evaluation again.
Many people didn’t think highly of her, feeling that she wouldn’t even make it into the top ten.
No one knew that five years ago, she was already capable of slaying a Saint.
Even fewer knew just how far she had grown during those five years of training between life and death.
Soon, Lu Mo’s first battle began.
She faced an owner of a primordial bloodline.
The opponent’s bloodline was called Withered Flame, originating from the holy beast in the age of The Gods that used all living beings as kindling to burn the world.
Once the bloodline power was awakened, his flames could devour the opponent’s power and burn it to ashes.
The onlookers felt that Mo had drawn an extremely dangerous opponent right at the start and might lose this time.
The opponent thought so too.
But as the battle began, the opponent also realized something was wrong.
He discovered…
His bloodline power didn’t seem to be able to ignite even a shred of Lu Mo’s power!
“How is that possible?!”
The opponent was somewhat dazed.
There were only two possibilities for being unable to ignite Lu Mo’s power.
One possibility was that Lu Mo possessed talent more terrifying than his.
The other possibility was that Lu Mo was much stronger than him in both realm and willpower!
He was already at the high rank of the advanced stage.
Could the girl opposite him have already reached the transcendent stage?!
In the moment he was thinking, Lu Mo had already approached him.
Then, she swung her sword!
He lost.
What was even more terrifying was that he hadn’t been able to leave a single wound on Lu Mo!
There was a brief silence throughout the arena.
But unlike in the Kalis family, the entire stadium subsequently erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
In the following days, the headlines of various newspapers were all about the news of Mo defeating a primordial bloodline.
People loved a story like this.
A girl from the mortal realm, relying on her own efforts, defeated those existences who were born standing in the heavens.
Lu Mo encountered someone from The Holy Sanctuary.
The opponent wore a mask, hiding their true identity.
The two clashed several times, and gradually, the expressions of both sides became strange.
Lu Mo recognized the opponent’s identity, Kemode.
Kemode also recognized Lu Mo.
Before recognizing Lu Mo, Kemode’s fighting spirit was soaring.
He thought to himself that he must defeat Mo here.
After that, he would have the courage to challenge Lu Mo again.
But he never expected…
Lu Mo was Mo.
An invisible shadow once again loomed over Kemode’s heart.
His body began to tremble. Looking at the twin swords in Lu Mo’s hands, he recalled the scene of the fused and sublimated sword light tearing through his chest that day.
“I surrender!”
In the end, he couldn’t take the pressure and simply gave up.
Lu Mo just wanted to catch up with Kemode, but she saw the other party jump off the combat area like a streak of lightning, running further and further away.
“What’s going on?”
“The person from The Holy Sanctuary just surrendered? This is a fixed match, hey!”
“Did this guy find someone to place bets and secretly bet on himself losing?”
“Damn you, refund our money!”
Amidst countless sounds of confusion and cursing, Kemode hurriedly left the scene.
As for whether Kemode would tell his family or the Kalis family about this, Lu Mo didn’t know.
But she didn’t care about those things anyway.
She needed to face these “heavenly people.”
To test exactly how far she had walked.
And whether… she could become a person worthy of Cecilia’s wait.
Lu Mo encountered the Soul Battle Physique, which was famous for its powerful Battle Qi and soul power.
Every attack would simultaneously carry the effect of a soul shock.
However… the opponent’s soul attack seemed a bit too weak in Lu Mo’s eyes.
Lu Mo used a sword technique she had obtained from a forbidden inheritance, the Soul Slaying Sword.
In that instant, her soul power turned into an invisible sword light and slashed toward the girl opposite her.
The girl only felt the soul power from the opposite side rush toward her like a tsunami. In the next second, she fell directly to the ground, unconscious.
***
Lu Mo encountered an awakener of the Green Frost bloodline.
The Green Frost bloodline was a notch stronger than the Withered Flame bloodline.
That was a Cloudsky Prince. After taking one look at Lu Mo, he sent an invitation to her.
After Lu Mo refused, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
The battle began, and the Cloudsky Prince instantly erupted with bloodline power. A phantom crown formed above his head, and the frost power beside them instantly turned into ice walls, pressing toward Lu Mo.
But Lu Mo, amidst everyone’s astonishment and the Cloudsky Prince’s daze, shattered the ice walls that possessed an ancient intent in an instant!
Then, carrying an even more terrifying momentum, she slashed directly down at the Cloudsky Prince!
*Boom—*
Power erupted!
The crown above the Cloudsky Prince’s head shattered!
He coughed up blood and knelt trembling before Lu Mo!
It seemed that even the Cloudsky Prince was nothing more than an ant before Lu Mo!
Lu Mo moved forward all the way.
Each time, she easily defeated the opponent in front of her.
At most, it would not exceed three strikes.
No matter… what kind of bloodline or sacred physique the opponent possessed.
Everyone watched her back as she walked forward.
Just like that… all the way until the moment of the final battle.
And this time, the one standing before her was a God-descendant.