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"Golden City Lord, Ma Teng!"
As the elite centaur guards filed out of the city gates, led by a middle-aged man in a golden robe, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow and muttered under his breath.
Before arriving, he had already inquired about the Golden Warhorse Clan from the Black Bat King. According to him, the strongest mber of the clan was the old patriarch, an eight-grade magical beast.
However, it was said that the old patriarch, now aged, had handed over the clan's authority to his two sons. Golden City was currently under the control of his second son, Ma Teng.
At this mont, as the Golden City Lord appeared, the surrounding crowd erupted in loud cheers.
"It's the City Lord! I didn't expect him to show up." "Haha, the City Lord is usually elusive like a dragon. How fortunate to see him today..."
The murmurs of the crowd reached Mo Yu's ears, causing his eyebrows to twitch slightly.
For a magical beast city lord to have such a reputation among humans spoke volus about Ma Teng's intelligence and thods—it was truly extraordinary.
"Haha, everyone, you're all guests here. For this City Lord's sake, why not resolve this conflict peacefully?"
Ma Teng's gaze swept across the area as he spoke with a warm smile. When his eyes landed on Mo Yu, his golden pupils lingered for a few extra seconds before shifting toward the Black Bat King and Tang Ying.
Feeling Ma Teng's pause on him, Mo Yu was taken aback, a faint suspicion surfacing in his heart. Did this Golden City Lord recognize him?
On the other side, Tang Ying was similarly startled when he saw Ma Teng personally intervene.
As the chief disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, Tang Ying's mastery of swordsmanship rivaled that of so elders, even reaching the stage of unity between man and sword.
When Mo Yu appeared earlier, Tang Ying's Sky Fountain Sword had given him a faint warning. This indicated that the cloaked figure before him had recently killed several mbers of the Tang Clan who shared his bloodline.
This realization, combined with the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion's bounty for Mo Yu—who had nearly wiped out the Tang Clan's upper echelons—was why Tang Ying stopped him.
Though Tang Ying no longer harbored strong feelings for the Tang Clan after joining the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, he was deeply displeased by the way the world sang Mo Yu's praises. This even made him eager to cross swords with Mo Yu himself.
Unexpectedly, the Black Bat King intervened midway, and now even the Golden City Lord, Ma Teng, was involved.
Tang Ying furrowed his brows at the thought, then cupped his hands respectfully toward Ma Teng.
"I did not expect City Lord Ma to personally intervene. Since that is the case, I shall let this matter rest."
The Golden Warhorse Clan was a force on par with the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. Neither Tang Ying nor even the pavilion's Four Sword-Guarding Elders would dare act recklessly here.
However, Tang Ying resolved inwardly to report Mo Yu's potential presence in Golden City to the pavilion.
Before leaving, Tang Ying cast a deep glance at Mo Yu, then turned and headed into the city with his Sky Fountain Sword.
As he watched Tang Ying's retreating figure, Mo Yu's silver eyes under the cloak narrowed slightly.
Though he couldn't determine how his identity had been exposed, Tang Ying—likely aware of who he was—would almost certainly relay the information to the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion.
Once that happened, a relentless pursuit would surely follow.
Frowning slightly, Mo Yu could only brace himself for the challenges ahead. At least in Golden City, the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion wouldn't act rashly out of respect for the Golden Warhorse Clan.
As for leaving Golden City later, his Flash Void Breaking Thunder should have reached its peak by then. Unless a Dou Zun capable of spatial confinent intervened, not even the pavilion's Four Sword-Guarding Elders could stop him.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Yu resolved to focus on enhancing his Flash Void Breaking Thunder to its peak. Otherwise, he'd face great trouble.
Just as he was about to leave, Ma Teng's voice suddenly echoed in his ear.
"Haha, Black Bat King, why have you left your mountain to co to my Golden City? What brings you here?"
Mo Yu halted his steps and turned slightly. Ma Teng had approached him, flanked by elite centaur guards who kept the crowd at bay.
Mo Yu's gaze fixated on the golden-robed man who, despite his amiable smile and resemblance to a human rchant, radiated a terrifying aura that surpassed even the Elder Hei Jian.
"Dou Zong peak!"
Sensing Ma Teng's strength up close, Mo Yu's heart tightened slightly.
The Golden Warhorse Clan lived up to its reputation as a top faction in the Western Region. Beyond the reclusive eight-grade patriarch, the clan had no shortage of strong mbers.
Ma Teng's aura was slightly stronger than that of Qing Zhi. As soone who had half a foot into Dou Zun, Ma Teng could potentially break through to the eight-grade, a level equivalent to a Dou Zun among humans!
"Greetings, City Lord. I am accompanying my master on important business," the Black Bat King said deferentially.
Standing like a loyal guard beside Mo Yu, the Black Bat King had shed his earlier arrogance. Though his soul imprint bound him to Mo Yu, it hadn't altered his own thoughts.
Facing a higher-ranked magical beast like Ma Teng, a trace of solemnity crept onto his face.
"Oh, your master?" Ma Teng chuckled, glancing at Mo Yu. His golden pupils glimred as if seeing through him.
Under Ma Teng's gaze, Mo Yu felt an uncomfortable sensation, as though being scrutinized by a predator.
"If I'm not mistaken," Ma Teng said with a faint smile, "you're not a magical beast. A human who can subdue the Black Bat King is truly intriguing.
I, Ma Teng, though a magical beast, have always enjoyed befriending humans. If you don't mind, would you reveal yourself so we may beco friends?"
Mo Yu was startled. The City Lord of Golden City—a candidate for the next patriarch of the Golden Warhorse Clan—actually wanted to befriend him.
While unsure of Ma Teng's motives, Mo Yu sensed no hostility from him and suspected Ma Teng had already discerned his identity.
After a mont of thought, Mo Yu removed his cloak and said calmly, "I am Mo Yu. Greetings, City Lord."
"Haha, I knew it. My golden eyes did not deceive ," Ma Teng replied, his golden pupils shimring brilliantly in the sunlight.
As Mo Yu revealed himself, those around them gasped in shock.
"Mo Yu? Is he the one who killed Master Zhu Jian's apprentice and repelled the Elder Hei Jian?"
The bustling city gates fell silent as all eyes turned to the young figure surrounded by the Golden Warhorse guards.
Mo Yu's na had recently spread like wildfire. Among the younger generation, few could force the Elder Hei Jian—a powerhouse—to take action.
What shocked people even more was that Mo Yu had escaped unscathed.
While rumors suggested Mo Yu had a formidable guardian and an extraordinary background, the fact that he had dared provoke Master Zhu Jian and the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion made him a legend in the Western Region.
Despite the various gazes filled with different emotions around him and the exposure of his identity, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged.
After all, once Tang Ying left, he would inevitably report Mo Yu's presence in Golden City, so there was no need for him to conceal anything anymore.
Instead, what truly piqued Mo Yu's curiosity was why Ma Teng had taken an interest in him.
Noticing Mo Yu's confusion, Ma Teng did not imdiately explain his intentions. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "There are too many people here. I wonder if Mr. Mo Yu could accompany to the City Lord's Mansion for a detailed discussion?"
"Rest assured, I, Ma Teng, swear on the honor of the Golden Warhorse Clan that I will not do anything unfavorable to you. Although the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion is influential, in the Western Region, my Golden Warhorse Clan has no need to fear them.
Posting a wanted notice in Golden City is rely a courtesy to the master blacksmiths. As for capturing soone for the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, that's nothing but a fool's dream!"
As he spoke the last sentence, the usually amiable and slick expression on Ma Teng's face disappeared. It was replaced by the domineering and ruthless aura of a warlord.
The sudden shift in deanor was as unexpected as it was chilling.
Mo Yu reevaluated the middle-aged man before him. As expected, there wasn't a single ruler who could hold their ground in one region that was simple to deal with.
Seeing that Mo Yu was still hesitant, Ma Teng showed no impatience. The domineering aura on his face faded, replaced once again by an affable expression. He continued, "Mr. Mo Yu, traveling thousands of miles to Golden City must not be for re sightseeing but for so personal purpose.
As the City Lord of Golden City, as long as you don't want the entire city, perhaps I can offer so assistance."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yu's expression shifted slightly.
His purpose in coming here was indeed to acquire a large number of spatial treasures from the Golden Warhorse Clan. He intended to utilize the spatial power within these treasures to help the Flash Void Breaking Thunder reach its peak.
With Ma Teng, the City Lord of Golden City and a high-ranking mber of the Golden Warhorse Clan, lending his assistance, this matter would undoubtedly beco much simpler.
"In that case, I'll trouble you, City Lord Ma. Please, just call by my na," Mo Yu said with a nod, sensing no malice from Ma Teng and given his own objectives.
Moreover, in Mo Yu's heart, even if Ma Teng harbored so ulterior motives, he would not feel threatened. Not even the elder patriarch of the Golden Warhorse Clan could put him in a hopeless situation, especially with the Black Thunder Talisman for protection.
Seeing Mo Yu agree, Ma Teng chuckled and waved his hand. The Golden Warhorse Guards quickly cleared a path through the crowd.
"Haha, please, Young Friend Mo Yu."
In the heart of the city, at the grand and resplendent City Lord's Mansion.
"Father, you're back!"
As soon as Ma Teng stepped into the main hall, a crisp voice rang out, followed by a flash of golden light that swiftly approached.
The figure moved with great speed, appearing beside Ma Teng in an instant and clinging to his arm.
It was only then that Mo Yu got a good look at the newcor—a beautiful young woman dressed in golden robes.
The golden-clad young woman stood gracefully, her hands clinging to Ma Teng's arm. Around her slender waist was a purple silk belt that accentuated her figure.
Her appearance was remarkable, and the delicate arches of her brows carried a hint of heroic spirit. Coupled with her golden outfit, she exuded a valiant charm with a unique allure.
"Haha, Young Friend Mo Yu, this is my daughter, Ma Yunlu. She's always been a bit mischievous. I hope you won't mind."
Ma Teng's expression softened as he gazed dotingly at the golden-robed young woman. He then turned to Mo Yu with a smile.
"No issue at all. Miss Ma's lively nature is a blessing for City Lord Ma," Mo Yu replied with a light laugh, shaking his head. However, as he sensed the aura emanating from the young woman, a hint of doubt flickered in his silver eyes.
This golden-clad young woman's strength was roughly that of a seven-star Dou Huang. While this level of strength at her age was impressive, she was from the Golden Warhorse Clan. To achieve such a perfect human form before reaching the seventh-grade was unusual...
Noticing Mo Yu's confusion, Ma Teng explained with a smile, "My daughter consud a Transformation Pill a few years ago, allowing her to take human form despite not reaching the seventh-grade."
Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded, marveling inwardly at the wealth of the Golden Warhorse Clan.
A seventh-tier pill was extraordinarily valuable, and for Ma Teng to obtain one for his daughter must have required no small sacrifice.
It seed Ma Teng was a doting father.
Standing beside Ma Teng, the golden-robed young woman curiously studied Mo Yu. She was well aware of her father's personality. Though he appeared friendly, as the son of the patriach of the Golden Warhorse Clan, he was extrely proud and not easily impressed.
Yet, he was being unusually courteous to this silver-eyed young man. Moreover, the black-robed man following closely behind Mo Yu, like a loyal guard, further piqued her interest.
Mo Yu, however, paid no mind to the young woman's scrutiny. He turned his gaze to Ma Teng and asked directly, "City Lord Ma, may I ask why you invited here?"
Ma Teng was montarily stunned by Mo Yu's straightforwardness. After a brief hesitation, he finally said, "I wish to ask for your help with sothing."
"What is it?" Mo Yu asked, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Help beco the patriach of the Golden Warhorse Clan!"
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