Intercept Su Mo to Kill Him

The moonlight was like water spattered on the ground.

In his room, Su Mo took out 100 Beast Soul Crystals and crushed them one by one, and then he began to devour them.

"It won't be hard for my Martial Soul to progress to the Rank 7 Human Class," Su Mo thought in his heart.

10 Soul Crystals!

30!

50!

80!

Su Mo had soon devoured 80 Beast Souls, but his Martial Soul still had no signs of progression.

"After devouring so many Class 9 Lv 1 Beast Souls, won't my Martial Soul make a progression?" 

Su Mo felt perturbed.

He continued devouring the Soul Crystals.

Soon, the remaining 20 Beast Souls were used up. However, his Martial Soul still had not made a progression.

"F*ck!"

Su Mo could not help but say a dirty word.