Mother Empress 806 listened on the side with a bewildered look, completely at a loss.
She didn’t know what was useless to Su Mo, nor what he needed to handle.
But anyway, seeing Su Mo getting scolded by this red-haired old man made her quite happy.
The only thing that annoyed her a bit was that horse, which kept rubbing against her and occasionally stuck out its tongue to lick her, making her feel particularly irked.
Originally, the White Dragon Horse wanted to rub against Su Mo, but Su Mo was getting scolded at the ti, too busy to pay it any mind and just kicked it away.
The White Dragon Horse, after being kicked away once, still thick-skinned, ca running back, and only after being kicked several tis did it finally stop.
It then noticed Mother Empress 806 not far away, whose body carried a trace of Su Mo’s aura due to their contract.
So the White Dragon Horse...
Tu Hongwu fell silent after reading Su Mo’s skill description.
He mainly didn’t know how to choose among these skills.
Especially the skills of Spiritual Space and Spiritual Transformation.
As for the others, he didn’t even bother to take a second glance.
For instance, the Spiritual World might be a divine skill to others, but to Su Mo, it was just trash among trash.
The skill Spiritual Space was easy to understand, but the description for Spiritual Transformation was too vague and felt confusing.
Regarding attack skills, he felt his disciple already had enough and didn’t need to consider the two attacking skills further.
But Su Mo didn’t think the sa way, he was even more conflicted than Tu Hongwu.
The main reason he chose to upgrade his spirit attribute back then was because spiritual attacks wouldn’t damage the body, thus providing more food for the Insect Race Mother Empress.
The most perplexing point now is that he wanted the attack skills, he also wanted Spiritual Space, which could store living things, and the spirit-related skill sounded aweso, so he still wanted it.
For Su Mo, it was simple: I want this, and this, and that, just want everything!
No matter which one he chose, abandoning the others made him feel like he was losing out.
Tu Hongwu was silent for a mont: "These three skills correspond to three different abilities. Although they all derive from spiritual power, it mainly depends on your thoughts.
But my suggestion is Spiritual Transformation, a skill I have never seen or even heard of. Perhaps with you, it might yield different results.
Of course, this carries a big gambling elent, but to be honest, what seems like gambling for others might be different for you."
After speaking, Tu Hongwu smiled aningfully.
Su Mo understood in an instant, but after comprehending, he almost wanted to slap himself hard.
His brain must be sick!
Such a strong option of luck, he didn’t choose, and instead chose such a useless spirit attribute!
Having strong spirit doesn’t an everything is strong, but having strong luck, that’s genuinely strong!
If he had chosen the luck attribute back then, perhaps now... damn!
Although Tu Hongwu didn’t understand why his disciple showed a regretful expression after hearing his suggestion, he didn’t think much of it.
After all, his disciple was a bit abnormal in the head, which also seed normal.
There’s no need to pursue perfection in everything, just like his disciple having strong powers but a slightly abnormal brain.
Upon hearing my opinion, Su Mo didn’t hesitate at all, directly wanting to choose the skill Spiritual Transformation, but just as he was about to make the selection, he suddenly paused.
After thinking it over, Su Mo directly activated Great Luck Equal to Heaven skill. In the next mont, he felt a red light from his Celestial Spirit rushing straight to the sky, seemingly connecting him to heaven and earth.
Of course, this was just his feeling, and there was no change in the external world.
After all this, Su Mo finally chose his spirit attribute extre skill, Spiritual Transformation!
After selecting the skill, looking at his master’s appearance before him, Su Mo’s eyes brightened, and then his spiritual power erupted, and in a mont, Su Mo, who was 1.75 ters tall, suddenly grew, reaching 1.83 ters.
Of course, it wasn’t just his height that changed, but also his hair, beard, and appearance.
At this mont, Su Mo was dressed in a red robe, with red hair and a red beard. His originally young face now bore so wrinkles, standing before Tu Hongwu, looking just like him.
Or not exactly, there were still so differences, like Tu Hongwu’s face being livid, and he was ready to roll up his sleeves to hit soone.
"Kid, change back quickly! Don’t you understand the respect and importance of a master? If you don’t change back, believe it or not, I’ll slap you!"
Seeing Tu Hongwu’s raised hand, Su Mo quickly chuckled awkwardly: "Change, change, I’ll change right away, but Master, I need to tell you sothing. Don’t scold after I say it!"
While speaking, Su Mo even made his tone and voice exactly like Tu Hongwu’s, making Tu Hongwu feel genuinely like cursing!
He even wanted to hit him, but every ti he raised his hand, he lowered it again.
Firstly, now Su Mo had beco a version of himself, and hitting himself felt a bit off.
Of course, this was just his disciple joking with him. If an enemy dared to do so, Tu Hongwu would not hold back when dealing with himself.
Not to ntion soone impersonating him, he absolutely would not hesitate.
And another thing is, after all, this is his disciple, it’s not quite right to be harsh.
The last and most crucial point is, this guy had Absolute Defense; hitting him wouldn’t hurt him, but rather hurt his own hand!
Tu Hongwu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to smooth his beard, and said calmly: "It depends on what you have to say. If you did sothing wrong, not only scolding, but a beating would be light!"
Though saying so, Tu Hongwu had no intention of actually doing anything.
Primarily, because after his disciple entered the Alien Race Battlefield, every word and action of his was within his monitoring range.
Although he did many unreliable things, he hadn’t committed any unforgivable great cris.
Su Mo chuckled awkwardly: "Well, about that, my transformation skill can only be used once every half hour."
Originally pondering what nonsense might co out, Tu Hongwu’s expression changed drastically upon hearing this, and he kicked out with a furious shout: "Die!"
Being just a virtual image transmitted by a transmission crystal stone, this kick naturally didn’t harm the tree, it just went straight through.
"Alright, alright, Master, don’t be mad. I was just joking with you. By the way, what should I do now?"
Missing with his kick made Tu Hongwu feel sowhat irked, muttering incessantly, but upon hearing Su Mo’s words, he imdiately regained a serious expression:
"Originally, this wasn’t your task, but now that you’ve already separated from them, I still want to ask you, how long until you can break through to Gold?"
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