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Upon leaving the Golden Warhorse Clan, Mo Yu made no stops, heading directly to the spatial wormhole in Golden City that led to the City of Ten Thousand Weapons.
The City of Ten Thousand Weapons was not only the headquarters of the Weapon Alliance but also the venue for the much-anticipated Weapon Refining Convention that Mo Yu had set his sights on.
As he sat cross-legged at the bow of the spatial ship coursing through a radiant silver channel, his thoughts repeatedly returned to the tournament.
According to the intel provided by Lan Yingying, this tournament was drawing the most outstanding artifact refiners from across the continent, ensuring fierce competition.
But what truly fueled Mo Yu's enthusiasm were the rewards for the tournament champion: an honorary elder title within the Weapon Alliance, access to the Soul Spirit Cavern, and an opportunity to explore the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall.
While Mo Yu initially dismissed the honorary elder position, deeming it irrelevant to his ambition of building Yuan Manor into a powerhouse, recent events had changed his perspective.
With the Elder Zhu Jian relentlessly hunting him, the title of an honorary elder from the Weapon Alliance could offer valuable protection.
The Soul Spirit Cavern and Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall were even more enticing. The former could enhance his soul power, while the latter, he suspected, held connections to the Greater Thousand Worlds.
Despite the dangers posed by the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and the Elder Zhu Jian, Mo Yu was determined to participate in this tournament.
As for Xiao Yixian, Mo Yu surmised she had already reached Central Plains's Central Region. With her strength, she should be capable of protecting herself.
Mo Yu resolved to handle this matter first before heading to the Central Region to search for Xiao Yixian and locate the "Heavenly Cold Qi" in Tian Huang City.
By devouring the Heavenly Cold Qi—a force rivaling Heavenly Flames—his Frost Spirit Silver Thunder could potentially reach its peak, while Qing Zhi could use it to break through to the Dou Zun realm.
Once Qing Zhi advanced to Dou Zun, Mo Yu would gain not only a formidable ally but also a foundation for relocating Yuan Manor to Central Plains.
The most powerful experts in the Four Pavilion were merely low-tier Dou Zuns. With Qing Zhi overseeing matters, Yuan Manor would have a solid foothold in Central Plains.
Seven days passed in a flash as Mo Yu traveled.
The journey from Golden City to the City of Ten Thousand Weapons was far from short. Even using a spatial wormhole, it took Mo Yu seven days to arrive.
Fortunately, this journey lacked the dangers of his trip to Horizon City, and Mo Yu reached his destination without incident.
Before him was a vast, expansive stone platform, constructed entirely of snow-white rock. The platform, towering nearly a hundred meters high, was supported by over ten colossal stone pillars.
These pillars resembled celestial supports, lending the platform a majestic and imposing aura.
The space atop the platform was noticeably different, marked by intense spatial turbulence. The distorted expanse was riddled with faint black cracks that occasionally radiated bursts of silver light.
Every flash of silver light signaled the arrival of new figures, who would be expelled from the turbulent space and deposited onto the platform below. This location served as a bustling hub for spatial wormhole transmissions.
With another flash of silver light, a lean figure shot forth from the turbulent space, landing lightly on the platform.
This newcomer, of course, was Mo Yu, who had traveled from Golden City. Exhaling softly as his feet touched the ground, he surveyed his surroundings, his gaze lingering on the towering platform in admiration.
"So this is the City of Ten Thousand Weapons? As expected of the Weapon Alliance's headquarters, even the wormhole transmission site is this grand."
Sweeping his gaze across the lively platform, Mo Yu noted the presence of numerous individuals dressed in artifact refiner robes. His brows rose slightly in interest.
Refiners, a rarity in most places, were commonplace here in the City of Ten Thousand Weapons.
Just then, snippets of conversation reached his ears.
"Breaking news from the Western Region—Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion has announced a sky-high bounty for locating Mo Yu. Anyone who provides his whereabouts can claim the reward."
As Mo Yu silently lamented in his heart, a sudden shout on the stone platform caused his expression to shift slightly.
However, with a light touch to the Thousand Illusions Mask on his face, he exhaled in relief. He turned his gaze toward the source of the commotion.
A scrawny man was busily plastering papers onto the stone pillars scattered across the platform. The stack of papers in his hands seemed to contain some kind of important notice.
The Thousand Illusions Mask was a specialized artifact Mo Yu had refined during his journey, designed explicitly for disguise. True to its name, its primary function was to alter one's appearance.
With the mask equipped and his Profound Yin Poison Demon Thunder subtly activated, Mo Yu had transformed his features into something starkly unremarkable yet exuding an eerie, poisonous aura.
Anyone who saw him now would instinctively sense danger and avoid him.
Mo Yu was confident that even if Hei Jian were standing face-to-face with him, he wouldn't recognize him.
With his disguise secure, Mo Yu's eyes flickered with thought. He casually approached the scrawny man, and with a subtle wave of his hand, a stream of suction force pulled one of the papers into his grasp.
A quick glance revealed a sketch of a young man's face. Though the drawing was somewhat vague, Mo Yu instantly recognized himself as the subject.
"Hehe, you must be new to the City of Ten Thousand Weapons, young master," the scrawny man said with a flattering smile. Though his strength was negligible, his sharp instincts told him the young man before him wasn't someone to provoke lightly.
Mo Yu's grip on the paper tightened slightly as he glanced at the man. His voice was calm yet carried an edge. "I heard Mo Yu was under the Golden Warhorse Clan's protection. How bold of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion to continue hunting him."
As he spoke, Mo Yu casually tossed a pouch of gold coins to the man.
The scrawny man's face lit up with joy as he caught the pouch. His obsequious grin grew even wider as he eagerly explained, "You're absolutely correct, sir. A few days ago, the Golden Warhorse Clan held its patriach selection. This Mo Yu became the son-in-law of Ma Teng from the second house and even helped him secure the position of patriach.
"But just recently, someone saw Mo Yu leaving Golden City alone via the spatial wormhole. While the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and the Elder Zhu Jian wouldn't dare storm into the Golden Warhorse Clan's territory, now that Mo Yu has stepped out, they won't miss this opportunity."
Mo Yu's eyelids twitched slightly as he waved the man away. Once he was alone, his voice dropped to a low, chilling tone.
"Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, Elder Zhu Jian… You'd best not push me too far."
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