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"Spatial treasures!"
Hearing the Black Bat King's explanation, Mo Yu's eyes immediately brightened.
Mo Yu knew that after breaking through to Dou Zong, his strength had reached a temporary limit. Without an extraordinary opportunity, further progress would be difficult.
Thus, his current focus was on elevating the two types of Thunder Soul in his possession—Flash Void Breaking Thunder and Profound Yin Poison Demon Thunder—to their peak.
If these two Thunder Souls could reach their peak, not only would Mo Yu's combat strength increase significantly, but the fused Black-Gold Thunder Orb would also exhibit even greater destructive power.
However, elevating Thunder Soul to its peak was no easy task. For the Profound Yin Poison Demon Thunder, it required the devouring of a Woeful Poison Body. Mo Yu had already identified a target—the Chief of Ice River Valley—but he was in no hurry for that.
On the other hand, the growth of the Flash Void Breaking Thunder required an abundant supply of spatial energy.
Previously, Mo Yu had considered using the chaotic spatial energy from the spatial wormholes between Central Plains's cities—like the ones in Horizon City—to foster its growth.
But relying on chaotic spatial energy from wormholes was far too slow. Moreover, with the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion actively hunting him, this method would be both time-consuming and risky.
Thus, upon hearing that the Golden Warhorse Clan possessed an abundance of spatial treasures, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel elated.
If he could obtain a significant amount of spatial treasures from the Golden Warhorse Clan, he could save himself considerable time and effort, allowing the Flash Void Breaking Thunder to grow to its peak in a short period!
With this in mind, Mo Yu turned to the Black Bat King. "Where is the Golden Warhorse Clan located?"
The Black Bat King respectfully replied, "Master, the Golden Warhorse Clan is located ten thousand miles away in the Di Kun Mountain Range, their territory. Even the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion dares not intrude there lightly."
The Black Bat King paused, then continued, "The Golden Warhorse Clan can cultivate human techniques and skills. They often trade spatial treasures with humans, making them one of the few magical beast clans on good terms with humans. Many human factions and individuals can be found within the Di Kun Mountain Range.
"However, the Golden Warhorse Clan is particularly protective of their Golden Beast Eyes. If Master goes there, it would be wise for that lord not to reveal his Golden Beast Eyes to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Mo Yu stroked his chin thoughtfully and nodded.
If all went smoothly, there would be no need for Qing Zhi to show himself. With his own strength and the Black Bat King's assistance, they could handle most issues.
But if a life-threatening situation arose, Mo Yu wouldn't stubbornly adhere to rules. If the Golden Beast Eyes were exposed, so be it—what could the Golden Warhorse Clan do?
After all, the Golden Warhorse Clan was no match for the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, one of the three great clans in the magical beast world. The Golden Warhorse Clan ruled only a small part of Central Plains's western region and maintained friendly relations with humans. Even if Qing Zhi's Golden Beast Eyes were exposed, there might still be room for negotiation.
Having resolved his thoughts, Mo Yu waved Qing Zhi into the beast ring and turned to the Black Bat King. "You know the way to the Di Kun Mountain Range, correct? Lead the way."
"Yes, Master!"
After determining their destination, the Black Bat King disbanded his subordinates and embarked on the journey with Mo Yu to the Di Kun Mountain Range.
Located in the northern part of the western region, the Di Kun Mountain Range was over ten thousand miles away from their current location. Even with both Mo Yu and the Black Bat King being Dou Zong experts capable of flying, the journey would take time.
After about ten days of travel, a grand and expansive city came into view—a towering silhouette visible in the distance.
This was Golden City, situated near the Di Kun Mountain Range. It was under the jurisdiction of the Golden Warhorse Clan.
Due to their intelligence, the Golden Warhorse Clan had developed habits similar to humans. Ordinary members lived within the mountain range, while those who had successfully transformed lived in Golden City.
However, the transformed members of the Golden Warhorse Clan were few—less than a thousand, including partial transformations. The majority of Golden City's residents were humans, reflecting the clan's openness and close ties to humanity.
Golden City was one of the wealthiest and most prosperous cities in the western region, thriving on trade between humans and the Golden Warhorse Clan.
As they approached, Mo Yu and the Black Bat King descended near the city gates. Gazing at the towering walls that gleamed like gold and the bustling streets filled with people, Mo Yu couldn't help but admire the clan's ingenuity.
After a brief moment of thought, Mo Yu took out a cloak from his beast ring and covered his head before proceeding toward the city gates.
When they neared the gates, Mo Yu's gaze fell upon a large gathering of people. Listening closely, he caught snippets of the word "wanted."
Frowning slightly, he glanced toward the commotion and saw a golden notice posted on the city wall. The illustration on it was unmistakably of him. Below the portrait was a black sword-shaped insignia—one he had seen before on the chest of Elder Hei Jian.
It was a wanted notice, and the target was Mo Yu.
The notice attracted a crowd of curious onlookers, and their chatter filled the air.
"They say this guy, Mo Yu, killed the disciple of the Master Zhu Jian from Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. No wonder there's a bounty on his head."
"No way! He doesn't look older than twenty. How could he dare kill a Master Zhu Jian's disciple?"
"You didn't hear about what happened in Xi Huang City? The Tang Clan was completely ruined, and even Elder Hei Jian, one of the four Sword-Guarding Elders, was left humiliated."
"Really? Who is this Mo Yu? He even defeated Elder Hei Jian?"
"Who knows? But issuing a wanted notice now is pointless. He's probably long gone from the western region."
"I heard that the Master Zhu Jian was so furious after his disciple's death that he threatened to annihilate the Lan Clan of Xi Huang City. It was only due to the intervention of Elder Bing from the Weapon Alliance that the matter was resolved. Still, the master put up a seventh-grade weapon as a reward for Mo Yu's head!"
"A seventh-grade weapon! Truly befitting of a Master Zhu Jian's wealth."
...
"A seventh-grade weapon, huh? So Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion has extended its reach even here to Golden Warhorse Clan territory..." Mo Yu muttered under his breath. Beneath the cloak, a sneer played on his lips.
"What a Master Zhu Jian. What a Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. If I get the chance, I'll make them pay dearly!"
Suppressing his anger, Mo Yu signaled to the Black Bat King and prepared to enter the city.
"Stop!"
Just as they were about to step through the gates, a cold voice rang out.
A burst of wind surged from behind. Mo Yu's expression darkened as he shifted his steps, narrowly avoiding a sharp sword energy that whizzed past his head, piercing through a towering tree ahead.
A figure stepped out from the crowd.
The man wore black battle robes and carried a massive blue sword on his back. Though young, his stern face exuded an imposing presence, with faint sword energy radiating from him.
"Such impressive skills," the man said. "Would you mind removing your hood? Perhaps we could be friends."
Gazing at Mo Yu, who had effortlessly dodged his attack, the man's eyes narrowed, suspicion flashing across his face.
"Apologies, I do not enjoy making friends with strangers. Farewell." Beneath the hood of his cloak, Mo Yu's brows knitted slightly before he turned and walked away decisively.
The black-robed man's expression darkened as he watched Mo Yu stride off without hesitation. His hand slowly gripped the hilt of the sword on his back, and with a light step, he suddenly shot forward in a burst of speed.
Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, his hands unmoving even as the black-robed man charged toward him. Just as the man closed in, the Black Bat King standing beside Mo Yu let out a cold laugh. In an instant, his figure darted forward, intercepting the incoming sword light.
A sharp clash resounded.
In the blink of an eye, the black-robed man and the Black Bat King crossed paths like lightning. The sword light flashed and disappeared.
The man staggered backward, his expression shifting drastically as he felt the immense force transmitted from the Black Bat King's punch. Retreating several dozen steps, he finally steadied himself, but his trembling sword and the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth betrayed his shock.
"That's the Sky Fountain Sword Tang Ying! Isn't he the Young Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion? Why is he here?"
"Who is that man who fought him? Tang Ying's swordsmanship is profound enough to contend with some of the older generation's experts. He's a standout among the younger generation of the Western Region!"
The murmurs from the crowd reached Mo Yu's ears, causing him to halt mid-step and glance back at the black-robed man clutching a large blue sword.
"Sky Fountain Sword Tang Ying... it's him." Mo Yu paused and murmured softly.
"Heh, Tang Ying, you've grown weak, losing to an unknown nobody!" A mocking voice suddenly rang out from the crowd as a scar-faced man stepped forward.
"That's Wang Chen from the Yellow Springs Pavilion! Even he's here?"
"The Yellow Springs Pavilion operates in the Eastern Region. Why would Wang Chen be here, and why is he with Tang Ying?"
"I heard the Golden Warhorse Clan is holding a trade conference soon. Perhaps the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and Yellow Springs Pavilion are here because of that."
"No wonder there's been an influx of strong individuals arriving in Golden City lately."
The whispers sparked Mo Yu's curiosity, and his eyes flickered thoughtfully at the mention of the trade conference.
Meanwhile, Tang Ying, who was steadying his breathing, turned his gaze toward Mo Yu, narrowing his eyes as he spoke in a deep tone, "I sense a familiar aura on you. Could you reveal your true face?"
The scar-faced Wang Chen folded his arms, glancing thoughtfully between Tang Ying and Mo Yu. A playful smirk appeared on his face as the crowd began to realize the underlying tension between the cloaked man and the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion's Young Master.
Sensing the building anticipation, onlookers stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with eager curiosity.
"Hmph, my master is not someone you can demand to see at will!" The Black Bat King stepped forward, tossing aside his hood to reveal a sinister, narrow face. At the same time, enormous black wings unfurled from his back, and a chillingly fierce aura engulfed the city gates.
"The Black Bat King! It's him!?"
"How is he here? He's a Seventh-Grade magical beast!"
Panic spread as the sight of the Black Bat King's transformation caused the crowd to hurriedly retreat. His reputation in the Western Region was well-established, as a Seventh-grade shapeshifting magical beast was a rare existence, even among such creatures.
"Black Bat King, why is a ruler of magical beasts like you in Golden City?" Tang Ying's face turned solemn as he addressed the Black Bat King. While he was a rising star, even he couldn't handle a Seventh-grade magical beast alone.
"Hmph, what I, the Black Bat King, do is none of your concern. Even the elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion wouldn't dare interfere. If you're wise, step aside and let my master and me enter the city," the Black Bat King sneered, his tone frosty as he stepped back to stand respectfully behind Mo Yu.
"His master... the cloaked man is his master?"
"Could he also be a shapeshifting magical beast? How powerful must he be to subdue the Black Bat King?"
As murmurs of speculation spread, all eyes turned toward Mo Yu. Who could command the loyalty of such a prideful and powerful being?
Tang Ying's doubtful gaze fixated on the cloaked figure. Was his earlier sense of familiarity truly mistaken?
Amid the tense atmosphere, a light chuckle broke the silence.
"Heh, gentlemen, as guests of Golden City, might I suggest giving me, Ma Teng, some face and refraining from fighting here?"
From the city gates emerged a middle-aged man clad in a golden robe, his square-jawed face exuding an unfathomable aura. Following closely behind him was a disciplined squadron of half-human, half-horse Golden Warhorse Guards.
Despite their incomplete human forms, the weakest among them radiated the aura of a Fifth-Grade magical beast, while the strongest neared the peak of the Sixth-grade.
Mo Yu's expression shifted slightly as he glanced at the golden-robed man. Recalling the information about the Golden Warhorse Clan, he murmured softly, "The second son of the current clan leader, Golden City's Lord, Ma Teng!"
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