Chapter 428: News About Xiao Yi Xian
"Black-Corner Region, Yuan Manor?"
Upon hearing this, Mang Dian muttered softly, and a hint of confusion flickered in his eyes.
The Black-Corner Region was notorious for its chaos, something even he had heard about. But what surprised him was that Mo Yu wanted him to escort a faction from the Black-Corner Region to Zhongzhou. The distance between the two places was unimaginable.
"Captain, what's your connection to this Yuan Manor?" Mang Dian asked curiously.
"Hehe, Captain Mang Dian, to be honest, Yuan Manor is my faction, and I am its master. I founded Yuan Manor in the Black-Corner Region, and now I want to relocate it to Zhongzhou. However, the journey is long and fraught with dangers, which is why I'm asking you to escort Yuan Manor safely to the Western Region," Mo Yu said with a light smile as he sat down at the table, tapping his fingers.
Moving Yuan Manor was a spur-of-the-moment idea, but after thinking it through, Mo Yu felt it was a good plan. Back in the Black-Corner Region, he had already hinted to Zi Huo and other high-ranking members of Yuan Manor that he would one day lead them to thrive in Zhongzhou.
Although the timing wasn't perfect, Mo Yu's growing enmity with the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion made him realize it was time to strengthen Yuan Manor and start preparing to wipe out the pavilion.
Even though Mo Yu and Yuan Manor didn't yet have the strength to do so, the relocation process wouldn't happen overnight. It had taken Mo Yu nearly a month to travel from the Black-Corner Region to Zhongzhou, and that was using spatial wormholes.
For an entire faction to move, they wouldn't be able to use spatial wormholes. They would have to move step by step. The journey might take up to a year.
With a year of preparation, Mo Yu believed that he and Yuan Manor would be strong enough to replace the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.
"Captain Mang Dian, this task might take a long time. If you're uncomfortable with it, feel free to refuse," Mo Yu said, looking at the handsome man before him.
Though Mo Yu had shown enough strength and gained respect in the Black Thunder Banner squad, he wasn't the type to force others. He had been appointed as the captain of the Black Thunder Banner, but Yuan Manor was his creation, where his authority was supreme.
The task of escorting Yuan Manor would take time and be challenging, so Mo Yu didn't want Mang Dian or his team to do the job reluctantly or halfheartedly.
Hearing Mo Yu's words, Mang Dian frowned slightly but eventually cupped his hands and said, "Rest assured, Captain. I will ensure that Yuan Manor reaches Zhongzhou safely."
Although escorting such a large faction was a complex task, after witnessing Mo Yu's talents, Mang Dian decided to place his bets on him. Even though he belonged to the Mang family, one of the four affiliated families of the Thunder Clan, within the massive Thunder Clan, he was still relatively insignificant.
Mo Yu, on the other hand, was valued by the clan leader, Lei Ying, and possessed incredible talent. As long as nothing happened to him, he would undoubtedly rise to a position of great power within the Thunder Clan.
If Mang Dian could gain Mo Yu's trust now, it could lead to great opportunities in the future.
Seeing the determination in Mang Dian's eyes, Mo Yu smiled and patted his shoulder. "Thank you, Captain Mang Dian. I won't forget your efforts."
Mang Dian smiled back. Although Mo Yu was only a two-star Dou Zong, the memory of him slaying Green Sword was still vivid. Coupled with Mang Ting's advice before he left, Mang Dian already saw Mo Yu as a monstrous talent among the younger generation of the Thunder Clan.
"This is my token," Mo Yu said, pulling out a 'Yuan' token from his beast ring and handing it to Mang Dian. "When you reach the Black-Corner Region, give this token to Zi Huo, the leader of Yuan Manor, and tell him my intentions."
Taking the token, Mang Dian nodded. After saying his farewells, he led the team toward the Black-Corner Region.
As Mo Yu watched Mang Dian and his team depart, he fell into deep thought. With Mang Dian's protection, unless they encountered a Dou Zun, Yuan Manor should be safe.
Moreover, Dou Zun experts weren't common in Zhongzhou, so Mo Yu wasn't too worried about the relocation. Even if danger arose, he believed Mang Dian and Zi Huo could handle it.
Having been away from the Black-Corner Region for over a year, Mo Yu wondered how much Yuan Manor had grown. With two sixth-rank alchemists in charge of the Thousand Medicine Hall and the Hundred Weapons Hall, the faction was likely thriving.
There was also Zi Huo and Qing Lin, both of whom Mo Yu believed had great potential. Zi Huo, with his powerful lion spirit and the Primal Thunder he had given him, must have made rapid progress. And Qing Lin, with her rare Three Flower Green Snake Eyes and the resources she had as the new head of the Heavenly Snake Mansion, was probably no less powerful than Zi Huo.
When they reunited in a year's time, Mo Yu was sure their strength would surpass his expectations.
Then there was Cai Lin. Since the establishment of the Snake-People Empire, she had become a true queen. Thinking of her enchanting face and her perfect, alluring figure, Mo Yu felt a surge of heat.
Shaking his head, Mo Yu's thoughts drifted to Xiao Yu, Yun Yun, and Xiao Yi Xian …
As for Xiao Yan and Zi Yan, they had probably completed their seclusion by now and were on their way to Zhongzhou. Xiao Yan, the child of destiny, was sure to be making waves, and they would likely meet again soon.
While Mo Yu's mind wandered, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
Startled, Mo Yu quickly returned Qingzhi to his beast ring and opened the door. Standing outside were Elder Bing, Lan Yingying, and Feng Mu, all with grim expressions.
"Elder Bing, what happened?" Mo Yu asked, noticing their serious faces and feeling a bit puzzled.
"Junior brother, I have some bad news for you," Lan Yingying said, biting her lip, her expression heavy.
"What's the bad news?" Mo Yu frowned.
"That wretched Master Swordsmith. He found out that you won the Forging Tournament, so before he left yesterday, he secretly went to the Soul Spirit Cavern and sabotaged the core of the formations inside," Lan Yingying said angrily.
"The Soul Spirit Cavern contains ancient formations that can enhance soul power, but after all these years, some parts of the formation were already damaged. Now, with Master Swordsmith's interference, the entire formation has been ruined."
Master Swordsmith's actions were utterly despicable, showing no regard for honor or fairness.
Elder Bing's face was also dark. The Soul Spirit Cavern was a valuable asset of the Blacksmith Alliance, and now that it had been destroyed by one of their own, it was a humiliating disgrace.
"Mo Yu, the Soul Spirit Cavern was meant to be your reward for winning the championship, but now that it's been destroyed, I didn't foresee this happening. If you need any form of compensation, just let me know, and I will see to it that the Blacksmith Alliance meets your request," Elder Bing offered.
Although Mo Yu felt a bit disappointed, he waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that, Elder Bing. This was Master Swordsmith's doing; it's not the Blacksmith Alliance's fault."
While the Soul Spirit Cavern could have enhanced his soul power, Mo Yu wasn't particularly concerned about soul cultivation, thanks to his Black Lotus Soul-Thunder and his Soul Cultivation Technique.
Without the Soul Spirit Cavern, it was a pity, but not a devastating loss.
Seeing how calmly Mo Yu was taking the news, the three of them were a bit surprised. After all, the Soul Spirit Cavern was something even the elders of the Pill Tower coveted. Yet, to Mo Yu, it seemed almost insignificant.
"By the way, Elder Bing, what about the Heavenly Mystical Palace?" Mo Yu asked, shifting his attention to something that mattered more to him. The Heavenly Mystical Palace was of much greater value, potentially connected to the wider world beyond.
"Don't worry about that. The Heavenly Mystical Palace is a mysterious creation of the world itself. Even after all these years, we haven't been able to fully understand it. No matter how much Master Swordsmith wanted to destroy it, he wouldn't have been able to," Elder Bing replied with a smile.
"However, the opening of the Heavenly Mystical Palace is unpredictable. Sometimes it opens after one or two years, and other times it takes a decade or more. The last time it opened was two years ago, so we don't know when it will open again. We'll notify you when it does," Elder Bing said, stroking his beard.
Mo Yu frowned slightly. He hadn't expected the opening time of the Heavenly Mystical Palace to be so uncertain.
His hope of entering the palace immediately to investigate its mysteries was dashed, but there was nothing he could do but wait for word from the Blacksmith Alliance.
"Thank you for letting me know, Elder Bing," Mo Yu said. Although he couldn't explore the Heavenly Mystical Palace right away, he was at least relieved that Master Swordsmith hadn't destroyed it.
The palace's origins were mysterious, and Mo Yu's current strength might not be sufficient to unlock its secrets. Waiting until he was stronger might actually be a better approach.
After comforting himself with this thought, Mo Yu's mood improved.
"For now, you should stay here in Ten Thousand Weapons City. Even though you've defeated the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and Master Swordsmith, it's possible they could still be hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity. With me watching over you, they likely won't dare act recklessly," Elder Bing suggested with a smile.
"Hehe, thank you, Elder Bing. I actually have a small gift for you, as thanks for all your help these past few days," Mo Yu said with a grin, pulling out a scroll from his beast ring and handing it over.
At first, Elder Bing smiled casually, intending to refuse the gift, but when his eyes caught sight of the writing on the scroll, he gasped in shock.
"An eighth-rank weapon blueprint!"
His hands trembled as he carefully took the scroll from Mo Yu, his old eyes filled with excitement.
Weapon blueprints were rare on the Dou Qi Continent, especially high-level ones. Master Swordsmith had only been able to reach the rank of an eighth-tier blacksmith after stumbling upon an eighth-rank blueprint.
Elder Bing had been curious about the blueprint Mo Yu used to forge his eighth-rank weapon during the tournament, but as a fellow blacksmith, he knew it was taboo to pry into another's secrets, so he hadn't asked.
He never expected that Mo Yu would simply gift him an eighth-rank weapon blueprint.
With this blueprint, Elder Bing might have a chance to become an eighth-rank blacksmith!
Even Feng Mu and Lan Yingying, standing beside him, were stunned, looking at Mo Yu in disbelief.
An eighth-rank weapon blueprint was a legendary treasure, and Mo Yu had casually given it away.
"Mo Yu, this… Isn't this too precious?" Elder Bing hesitated, his old face filled with reluctance to accept.
"Hehe, it's a gift of thanks for all your help, Elder Bing. Please accept it, or I'll be embarrassed," Mo Yu laughed.
If Elder Bing could become an eighth-rank blacksmith, it would only benefit Mo Yu in the long run. With Elder Bing's support, it would be much easier to strengthen Yuan Manor and even form alliances with the Blacksmith Alliance.
"Thank you, then. I never thought I'd owe such a huge debt to a junior like you," Elder Bing said with a deep breath, his gaze fiery as he looked at the precious blueprint. "If you ever find yourself in trouble, come to me. I'll risk everything to protect you."
To Elder Bing, Mo Yu's gift of the blueprint was like giving him a second life, giving him a real chance to become an eighth-rank blacksmith. The value was immeasurable.
Mo Yu smiled and nodded, knowing he had earned Elder Bing's loyalty.
After receiving the blueprint, Elder Bing quickly excused himself, eager to begin studying it.
As for Feng Mu and Lan Yingying, Mo Yu gave them each a seventh-rank and a sixth-rank weapon blueprint as thanks.
Overjoyed, the two of them expressed their gratitude to Mo Yu before returning home, satisfied.
After seeing them off, Mo Yu was about to close his door when a shadow suddenly slipped inside.
Looking closely, he saw it was none other than Black Bat King, the spy Mo Yu had sent off some time ago to gather information. The bat had been gone for a long time, tasked with finding news about Xiao Yi Xian .
Seeing Black Bat King return, Mo Yu's heart stirred.
"Master, I've found news about the person you've been looking for!" Black Bat King said respectfully the moment he saw Mo Yu.
Hearing this, Mo Yu's heart tightened, and he nodded, his voice serious. "What's happened with Xiao Yi Xian ?"
"My subordinates and I have been gathering information across the Central Region. The most widespread news right now is about Xiao Yi Xian and her legendary Woeful Poison Body."
"Where is she now?" Mo Yu asked urgently.
"Master, I don't have her exact location yet, but many forces in the Central Region are searching for her. They all know how terrifying the Woeful Poison Body can be when it erupts. Among these groups, the most desperate in their search is the Ice River Valley," Black Bat King explained.
"Ice River Valley?" Mo Yu's face darkened.
He hadn't expected this to happen while they were apart. Those bastards from Ice River Valley were still obsessed with the Woeful Poison Body.
"Ice River Valley..."
Clenching his fists, a cold, murderous gleam flashed in Mo Yu's silver eyes. If anything happened to Xiao Yi Xian , he would make Ice River Valley pay in blood.
(End of Chapter)
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