Chapter 408: Ten Thousand Weapons City
After leaving the Golden Warhorse Clan, Mo Yu didn't linger for long. Instead, he made his way to the spatial wormhole in Golden City, heading toward Ten Thousand Weapons City. Ten Thousand Weapons City was the headquarters of the Alliance of Artificers and the location of the upcoming Artificers' Tournament that Mo Yu had been eager to attend.
As Mo Yu sat at the bow of the spaceship within the glowing silver spatial tunnel, his mind was filled with thoughts about the tournament. According to the information provided by Lan Yingying, the tournament would gather the most talented artificers from across the continent, and the competition was bound to be fierce. However, the rewards for winning the tournament were equally tempting, making Mo Yu's heart burn with excitement.
There were three main prizes for the champion of the Artificers' Tournament: the honorary elder title of the Alliance of Artificers, access to the Soul Spirit Cave, and entry to the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall.
Initially, Mo Yu didn't care much about the honorary elder title since he was focused on building up Yuanfu, his own faction, and had little interest in aligning with other forces. But now, being hunted by the Swordsmith Elder, having the title of Honorary Elder of the Alliance could offer him some protection.
As for the Soul Spirit Cave and the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall, both were incredibly enticing to Mo Yu. The Soul Spirit Cave could significantly boost his soul power, and Mo Yu suspected that the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall might have connections to the Great Thousand World!
Even though Mo Yu was currently being pursued by both the Myriad Sword Pavilion and the Swordsmith Elder, he had no choice but to participate in the tournament. As for Little Doctor Immortal, Mo Yu guessed that she had already reached the Central Plains' Middle Region. With her strength, she should be able to protect herself there. Mo Yu planned to finish his business here and then head to the Middle Region to find her, as well as seek out the "Heavenly Cold Qi" in Tianhuang City.
Once he obtained the Heavenly Cold Qi, said to rival the power of heavenly flames, he could try to evolve the Ice Spirit Silver Thunder to its peak, and at the same time, Qing Zhi (the icy beast) could break through to the Dou Zun level. If Qing Zhi reached Dou Zun, Mo Yu would have a formidable trump card, and Yuanfu could move to the Central Plains earlier than expected.
After all, the strongest member of the Four-Corner Pavilion was only a low-tier Dou Zun, and with Qing Zhi's presence, Yuanfu could easily establish a foothold in the Central Plains!
Seven days passed in a flash during the journey. Even though the distance from Golden City to Ten Thousand Weapons City was quite far, the spatial wormhole still got Mo Yu there in just seven days. Fortunately, this wormhole was not as dangerous as the one in Tianya City, and Mo Yu arrived without any trouble.
When Mo Yu stepped out of the spatial wormhole, he found himself on a massive, towering platform made of pure white stone. The platform stood nearly a hundred meters high, supported by a dozen colossal stone pillars beneath it. These pillars, like giant supports holding up the sky, made the platform look grand and imposing.
The space surrounding the platform was also very different. It was chaotic and distorted, with small black cracks occasionally appearing in the air. Silver light constantly flickered within the distorted space, and each time the silver light appeared, people were spat out of the space and landed on the platform. It turned out that this was a central hub for spatial wormhole travel.
A flicker of silver light flashed, and a thin figure emerged from the warped space, gently touching down on the platform. This figure was none other than Mo Yu, who had traveled from Golden City. After landing, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. When his eyes fell on the massive platform, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
"So, this is Ten Thousand Weapons City? As expected from the headquarters of the Alliance of Artificers. Even the wormhole platform is this impressive," Mo Yu thought, scanning the lively platform. He noticed many figures wearing the distinctive robes of artificers and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Ten Thousand Weapons City lived up to its reputation. In most places, artificers were a rare sight, but here, they seemed almost ordinary.
"Latest news from the Western Region! The Myriad Sword Pavilion is offering a huge reward for information on Mo Yu! Anyone who can provide his whereabouts can claim the generous bounty offered by the pavilion!"
As Mo Yu was taking in his surroundings, a loud voice suddenly echoed across the platform, causing his expression to change slightly.
However, he relaxed as he felt the "Thousand Faces Mask" on his face. With this mask, Mo Yu had altered his appearance, so he wasn't worried. He glanced toward the source of the voice.
He saw a small, skinny man holding a stack of papers and plastering them onto the stone pillars around the platform. The "Thousand Faces Mask" was an illusionary weapon Mo Yu had specifically crafted during his journey. As its name suggested, its main function was to change one's appearance.
After putting on the mask and activating the Xuan Yin Poison Demon Thunder within him, Mo Yu's appearance became extremely plain and stern, and his aura exuded a venomous and dangerous vibe. Anyone who saw him would instinctively think he was someone not to be messed with.
Mo Yu was confident that even if Black Sword Elder were standing right in front of him, he wouldn't be able to recognize him.
With his disguise in place, Mo Yu's eyes flickered as he casually walked toward the skinny man. With a slight wave of his hand, he exerted a bit of suction force and pulled one of the papers from the man's grasp.
Glancing at the paper, Mo Yu saw a roughly sketched portrait of a young man. Although the drawing was somewhat blurry, Mo Yu recognized it instantly—it was him.
"Hehe, you must be new here in Ten Thousand Weapons City, right?" the skinny man said with a flattering smile, noticing Mo Yu's interest. Although the man's strength was lacking, his sharp instincts told him that this young man wasn't someone to trifle with.
Clutching the paper tightly, Mo Yu looked at the man and asked coldly, "I heard that this Mo Yu is being protected by the Golden Warhorse Clan. Does the Myriad Sword Pavilion still dare to hunt him?"
As he spoke, Mo Yu casually tossed a bag of gold coins to the man.
Overjoyed, the man caught the money and, with an even more sycophantic smile, quickly responded, "You're absolutely right, sir! Recently, the Golden Warhorse Clan held a clan leader competition, and that Mo Yu became the son-in-law of Ma Teng from the second branch. He even helped the second branch win the clan leadership. However, just a few days ago, someone saw Mo Yu leave Golden City alone via a spatial wormhole. Although the Myriad Sword Pavilion and the Swordsmith Elder wouldn't dare to attack within the Golden Warhorse Clan's territory, now that Mo Yu has left on his own, they won't miss this opportunity to hunt him down."
Mo Yu's eyes twitched slightly. After dismissing the man, he muttered to himself in a low voice, "Myriad Sword Pavilion, Swordsmith Elder, you better not push me too far."
(End of this chapter)
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