Chapter 1226 Make A Deal

The giant bone got closer to Ricky, and everything around it disintegrated into powder. Even with the
protection of the Ultimate Golden Body, Ricky could still feel the great pressure. After all, Mordechai
had used the power of his Sorcerous Combat Body.

His momentum was terrifying.

Without any hesitation, Ricky immediately activated the remaining five Ancestral Intent Formulae. He
then applied the chaotic power and the chromatic energy to the formulae, unleashing his most powerful
move. This was his shot to fight back.

All the powers condensed into a large lotus, and it was aimed directly at the huge bone.

The two forces collided, and an ear-splitting screech rang out.

The sound shook the space. Both Mordechai and Ricky knew that they must hold on no matter how
powerful the impact was. They gritted their teeth, and they proceeded to pelt one another with powerful
blows.

Of course, Ricky would not dare fight against him using his physical strength.

"They are evenly matched!"

"I'm afraid their battle will end in a tie once they become exhausted. Who will be the holy son then?"

"I don't know. There can only be one!"

"I hereby summon you, my most powerful strike!" Mordechai suddenly yelled out.

He realized that he couldn't defeat Ricky using his Sorcerous Combat Body, so he decided to unleash
his most powerful move. A drop of blood essence seeped out from between his eyebrows. Then, he



made a strange gesture and summoned the ancient master of their tribe.

In the void, a rift suddenly appeared. A giant, ash black shadow came out of it and loomed menacingly.
A small space appeared above its head, and it tore it apart with its right hand. Land formed beneath its
feet, and it stomped down hard, shattering it completely.

The giant shadow looked terrifying, and it seemed unstoppable. Mordechai looked at it with a glint in
his eye.

At the next moment, Mordechai merged with the shadow, allowing it to unite with his body.

In no time, his aura soared. His strength was suddenly equal to that of the three-star lower spiritual
emperor.

The disciples looked on in shock. They couldn't believe their eyes! Once they had gotten ahold of
themselves, they began to talk heatedly amongst one another. "What is the power that Mordechai
used? He just summoned a shadow that could improve his realm. Although its effects would disappear
in a short time, it will provide him with enough strength for him to win the fight."

"It's not a mutant. His body is even stronger than the mutant!"

"This fierce battle is finally coming to an end. It certainly opens our eyes."

"Is Ricky going to lose? I don't think he will be defeated," Hayes murmured to himself.

He stole a glance at Ricky, and he saw that he seemed calm and composed.

"Transforming Omnipotent Skill—middle realm fighting state!" Ricky shouted.

As a matter of fact, he was surprised to see that Mordechai had entered the berserk state. He initially
planned to beat Mordechai by unleashing the Transforming Omnipotent Skill—middle realm fighting



state. However, he knew now that it would still be hard for him to win.

Despite his realization, he still activated the middle realm of the Transforming Omnipotent Skill. He
subsequently turned into a white-haired middle-aged man. If he didn't do it, he would lose.

All the disciples were shocked by Ricky's transformation.

"W-what kind of Omnipotent Skill is that?" a disciple stammered. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh, shit. How many trump cards do they have? Each one of their moves is beyond our wildest
dreams!" another disciple blurted out.

They were in awe that such geniuses were in their midst.

"Ricky really has something up his sleeve. He has even mastered an Omnipotent Skill which could
change his fighting state," Lloyd praised in the void as he saw Ricky perform the Transforming
Omnipotent Skill.

"However, his realm is lower than Mordechai's. He can't beat Mordechai with his current strength, but
it's also not possible for Mordechai to bring him down altogether.

If this battle ends in a tie, which one of them should I appoint as the holy son? This is quite the
conundrum."

A troubled look crept onto his face.

Boom! After showing off their trump cards, Ricky and Mordechai proceeded to battle one another. Due
to his inferior physical strength, Ricky was put at a slight disadvantage.

However, the Life and Death Zone and the Life and Death Fire gave him the strength he needed to
hold on just a little bit longer.



"Brat, don't underestimate his abilities, and don't overestimate yourself. Mordechai can maintain this
state for several days because of his Sorcerous Combat Body," the Dragon Intent Grass reminded.

"There is no real fight between you two. You bear no grudge against him, and he has never wronged
you. Don't tell me that you are going to let this fight last for a couple more days?"

"Well, then. I have no other choice. I have to admit defeat," Ricky said, resignation in his voice.

"Surrendering is not a big deal. It will not be the end for you. Even if you can't become the holy son,
they will treat you like the holy son," the Dragon Intent Grass replied, encouraging him. "What you need
to do now is to make Mordechai indebted to you."

"You have a point," Ricky responded.

Then, he turned to Mordechai. "Mordechai, I don't have any more tricks up my sleeve. If you have one,
show it."

"I don't have one either. I can't defeat you!" Mordechai replied.

"Well, I admit defeat then. You will be the holy son. I can see that you are more desperate for it than I
am," Ricky said.

"What are you talking about? You are looking down on me!" Ricky's words had pissed Mordechai off.

"Ha! You've got me all wrong. If I despised you, then I would be an ignorant, cocky guy!" Ricky
explained.

"I admit defeat because I want you to owe me a favor. You will need to return the favor!"

Upon hearing Ricky's words, Mordechai immediately knew what he was up to. "I see. You want me to
help you attain the original cultivation method of the Ultimate Golden Body," Mordechai said, looking



Ricky in the eye.

"Yes. That's what I want from you," Ricky admitted.

"To tell you the truth, we don't know the ordinal cultivation method of the Ultimate Golden Body
because we don't cultivate it," Mordechai said.

"However, we know where you can find that cultivation method. But let me warn you, that place is
extremely dangerous."

"Where is it? If you can tell me that, you will have my eternal gratitude," Ricky asked eagerly.

"That place is still within the territory of our tribe. If you want to get there, you will need our permission
to proceed," Mordechai replied.

"Now that you have told me so much about it, I take it you're agreeing with me?" Ricky asked excitedly.

"I am willing to make that deal with you. But, answer me this. Do you really think that it is worth it? You
would give up the position of holy son for something that you might not even be able to get your hands
on. Are you sure about this?" Mordechai responded.

"The holy son has access to the wood branch's secret land and will be able to receive some original
wood energy there. Are you sure you would give up on this opportunity?"

"Ha! Of course that is tempting. However, the original method of the Ultimate Golden Body is more
important to me," Ricky replied.

"Then, it's a deal. I promise you that I will take you to that place," Mordechai said. "Perhaps I have
cheated to become the holy son, but I have no other choice. I am in dire need of the original energy to
help me break through."



After they made the deal, Ricky and Mordechai stopped fighting.

The two stood apart from one another, and they looked at each other knowingly. Ricky nodded his
head.

"I admit defeat," he proclaimed, his voice loud and clear.

"What?" All the disciples could not believe what they had just heard. Ricky had by no means lost the
battle judging from their current states. They didn't understand why he would suddenly admit defeat.

"Why did Ricky suddenly surrender? Does being the holy son mean nothing to him? Or is he not aware
that the holy son can enter the ancestral land of the wood branch and absorb the original energy?"
Lloyd murmured to himself, frowning. He was also baffled.

However, the rules couldn't be changed. Now that Ricky had admitted defeat, the position of holy son
would belong to Mordechai.


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