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"Heavenly Cold Qi…"
Hearing Liu Qing's words, Mo Yu paused, his eyes betraying a hint of surprise.
He was no stranger to the term and had even witnessed it firsthand.
Back when the Fallen Heart Flame erupted, Han Feng had gathered a host of powerful individuals from the Black-Corner Region to invade the Inner Academy in pursuit of the strange fire. To counter the flame, Han Feng had specially prepared two bottles of ice-blue mist known as the Heavenly Cold Qi.
According to Yao Lao, the rarity of the Heavenly Cold Qi on the Dou Qi Continent rivaled that of the strange fires. It was only found in the depths of the most frigid regions, where ordinary flames would extinguish merely by proximity. Only the strange fires could resist it.
Even then, the power of the strange fires would be diminished under the influence of the Heavenly Cold Qi.
This was why Han Feng had been so confident in his ability to subdue the Fallen Heart Flame, relying on the potency of the Heavenly Cold Qi.
Unfortunately for him, his elaborate plan met its demise at the hands of Xiao Yan.
Although Han Feng failed, the incident underscored the power of the Heavenly Cold Qi.
Just two small bottles of the mist were enough to suppress the Fallen Heart Flame to a degree. If one were to obtain the complete form of the Heavenly Cold Qi, its power might rival that of mid-ranked flames on the Heavenly Flame Ranking.
If the Frost Spirit Silver Thunder could absorb the complete Heavenly Cold Qi, its advancement to maturity would be a certainty.
This thought brought a trace of joy to Mo Yu's expression as he turned to Liu Qing and asked, "Are you certain of this?"
"Absolutely, Lord Mo. My Liu Clan is a major family in Tian Huang City. According to our ancestral records, several centuries ago, traces of the Heavenly Cold Qi were discovered within a glacier a few hundred miles north of the city.
Many powerful individuals ventured to claim it but never returned. If not for your recent instructions for Hall Master Xiao to search for rare icy treasures, I might never have recalled this record," Liu Qing replied earnestly.
Mo Yu nodded, believing Liu Qing's account.
As a scion of the Tian Huang City Liu Clan, Liu Qing's origins were well-known to him.
Although the Liu Clan was not considered prominent in the Central Plains, compared to powers like the Yun Lan Sect or the Mulan Valley in the Northwest, it was undoubtedly superior.
With the Liu Clan's records mentioning the Heavenly Cold Qi, Mo Yu decided to investigate personally.
Since his next destination was already the Central Plains, acquiring the Heavenly Cold Qi to advance the Frost Spirit Silver Thunder would strengthen his arsenal. With a Dou Zun-level fighter at his command, moving the headquarters of the Yuan Manor to the Central Plains would be far more impactful, even garnering the attention of the Four Pavilion Alliance.
As Mo Yu deliberated, Liu Qing added, "Lord Mo, aside from reporting this, I have another matter to discuss.
A few days ago, my clan sent word that my father, now advanced in age, wishes to pass the patriarch's position to me. In a few days, I'll need to resign as the Vice Hall Master of the Wolf Hall and return to the Central Plains."
"You're leaving too?" Mo Yu said with a hint of lament.
After the fall of the Yun Lan Sect and his return to the Black-Corner Region, Lin Xiuya had also resigned, likely reaching the Central Plains by now.
Now Liu Qing was leaving as well, marking the dispersal of his former Inner Academy peers.
Mo Yu understood, however, that both Lin Xiuya and Liu Qing were scions of prominent Central Plains Clans. Their long stay in the Yuan Manor was out of respect for him and for their personal tempering.
Now that the Yuan Manor was flourishing and their training was complete, it was time for them to return.
Fortunately, the Yuan Manor now boasted ample strength and experts to replace their roles.
"In that case, I wish you a prosperous future, Liu Qing," Mo Yu said with a smile before adding, "I have a feeling we'll meet again soon."
"Heading to the Central Plains yourself, Mo Yu?" Liu Qing, now addressing him informally, chuckled.
"Yes, the Heavenly Cold Qi is vital to me. I'll visit Tian Huang City soon enough," Mo Yu replied.
Hearing this, a glint of cunning flashed in Liu Qing's eyes before he smiled and said, "In that case, I'll host you as my honored guest when the time comes."
Liu Qing's revelation about the Heavenly Cold Qi wasn't without ulterior motives.
His family had mentioned their current struggles in a recent letter. As the future patriarch, it was Liu Qing's duty to address them.
After considering various solutions, he decided to seek Mo Yu's aid.
During his time with the Yuan Manor, Liu Qing had witnessed Mo Yu's meteoric rise and knew the man's potential.
If Mo Yu came to Tian Huang City, his nature wouldn't allow him to stand idly by, resolving the Liu Clan's troubles as a matter of course.
Unaware of Liu Qing's intentions—and unconcerned even if he knew—Mo Yu dismissed him.
As Mo Yu sipped tea, a servant approached.
"Lord Mo, the Black Emperor Sect has sent an invitation. The Black Emperor City Auction begins in three days!"
"Finally," Mo Yu murmured with a smile, taking the black-gold invitation and dismissing the servant.
As he prepared to leave, two graceful figures, one in white and the other in green, entered.
"Xiao Yixian, Qing Lin, what brings you here?" Mo Yu asked with a raised brow.
"You've been neglecting me lately! I heard the auction will be lively—take us with you," Qing Lin said, tugging his arm playfully.
Xiao Yixian remained silent but looked at him expectantly.
Mo Yu chuckled and agreed, deciding the trip would be a chance to relax.
Thus, accompanied by the two beauties, he set out, turning the journey into a leisurely adventure before arriving at the bustling Black Emperor City on the third day.
At this moment, the exclusive passage occasionally welcomed groups of individuals, and whenever this occurred, it would stir a wave of soft exclamations from the surrounding crowd.
Those who could enter through this passage were almost always renowned powerhouses or influential forces in the Black-Corner Region. To ordinary people, these figures were incredibly rare to witness.
Amid the murmurs of astonishment, the elders of the Black Emperor Sect warmly greeted these guests, respectfully ushering them into the passage.
Under the watchful gazes of the crowd, Mo Yu and his two companions ascended the staircase, heading toward the heavily guarded entrance of the passage.
As they moved, countless pairs of eyes focused on them. The crowd was momentarily stunned before their faces lit up with shock.
Dressed in white with snow-like hair, Xiao Yixian radiated a celestial, otherworldly aura, capturing the attention of many.
Qing Lin, in her green attire, boasted a graceful figure and a unique charm that ignited a fiery admiration deep within the hearts of onlookers.
As the crowd envied the man who could accompany these two ethereal beauties, their gazes shifted slightly, landing on a pair of silver eyes. Their jaws dropped in astonishment.
"It's the Manor Lord of Yuan Manor!"
"Not just the Manor Lord of Yuan Manor, but also the top of the Black Rankings—the uncrowned king of the Black-Corner Region!"
"Indeed, this man is a living legend in the Black-Corner Region. Seeing him today is truly a story to brag about!"
Mo Yu's unique silver eyes were no strangers to the Black-Corner Region's populace. Excited whispers spread throughout the crowd, brimming with admiration.
Hearing the incessant praises, Qing Lin and Xiao Yixian, who were holding onto Mo Yu's arms on either side, couldn't help but curve their lips into subtle smiles, as if the accolades for Mo Yu pleased them more than compliments directed at themselves.
Amid the awe-struck voices, the three elders guarding the entrance also noticed the trio.
When their eyes fell on Mo Yu's handsome face and calm silver eyes, their expressions immediately changed. Exchanging glances, they hurriedly stepped forward with warm, welcoming smiles.
Since the fall of the Demon Flame Valley at the hands of Yuan Manor, the Black Emperor Sect had been grateful for narrowly avoiding complete destruction. They were well aware of the young man's dominance in the Black-Corner Region.
"Lord Mo Yu, it's a relief to see you here," said an elder clad in a green robe, bowing respectfully with a smile.
Enjoying the soft fragrances from both sides, Mo Yu nodded indifferently at the elder without saying much.
Despite Mo Yu's aloof demeanor, the elder dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. Even their sect master wouldn't dare utter a word of complaint in front of this man.
"Hehe, please, Lord Mo Yu." The elder wisely stepped aside with a smile.
With another casual nod, Mo Yu led his two companions through the exclusive passage, disappearing from sight.
"The aura of Lord Mo Yu is terrifying, and even the two women by his side are extraordinary," the green-robed elder muttered, wiping cold sweat from his forehead as he watched the trio vanish into the passage.
"Indeed, Yuan Manor is teeming with powerhouses. It seems the Black-Corner Region will soon become Lord Mo Yu's domain," another elder sighed in awe.
Walking through the softly lit passage, the trio eventually emerged into a vast, open space. Before them lay an enormous auction hall, so grand it left Mo Yu slightly amazed.
Looking at the densely packed seats that filled the auction venue, Mo Yu couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration.
This was his first time seeing an auction of such scale. Compared to this, the events hosted by the Mite'er Clan in the Jia Ma Empire seemed insignificant.
The massive auction hall was already bustling with people, their mingled voices forming a somewhat chaotic atmosphere.
Aware of Mo Yu's distinguished status, the Black Emperor Sect had dispatched a high-ranking member to personally guide them.
Following the guide through several paths within the auction venue, the trio eventually arrived at an area near the front. The guide bowed and then respectfully withdrew.
The front-row seats resembled miniature private rooms, their unique designs exuding luxury. Sitting in one of these spots, the noise from the rear seemed almost completely blocked, offering an excellent view of the auction stage.
Settling into a soft chair, Mo Yu lazily surveyed the other private rooms. His presence quickly drew the attention of others in the VIP section.
Upon recognizing him, even those with notable statuses in the Black-Corner Region fell silent, their expressions turning cautious.
Sensing the tense atmosphere, Qing Lin suddenly giggled and whispered in Mo Yu's ear, "Young Master, it seems everyone is afraid of you."
Hearing this, Mo Yu was briefly startled before shaking his head with a bitter smile.
On the Dou Qi Continent, strength inevitably led to solitude.
Not long after Mo Yu sat down, a crisp chime echoed from the center of the auction hall, gradually silencing the noisy crowd.
As the chime faded, a glowing circle of energy slowly rose on the auction stage.
Watching the ascending energy, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow and murmured, "Finally, the good stuff is about to appear."
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