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The next day, as the warm sunlight gradually enveloped the entirety of Ten Thousand Weapons City, the main gates of Yuan Manor, situated at
The next day, as the warm sunlight gradually enveloped the entirety of Ten Thousand Weapons City, the main gates of Yuan Manor, situated at the city’s heart, welcod the arrival of several of the most powerful factions in the Western Region.
From a distance, many onlookers observed the emblems of the forces parked at the gates, sensing that another major event was about to unfold in the Western Region.
After repelling the Western Alliance, Yuan Manor had stationed a portion of its troops to guard the Jade Gate Fortress, while the main forces returned to Ten Thousand Weapons City.
Currently, the entire Yuan Manor was under strict defense. Any non-affiliated individual wandering through its grounds would instantly attract dozens of watchful eyes from the shadows. A re hint of mischief would invite swift and overwhelming retaliation.
At the center of Yuan Manor stood a sizable council hall surrounded by nurous guards within a hundred-ter radius. Their cold gazes constantly scanned their surroundings.
Inside the hall, the atmosphere was less tense than one might expect. Only a dozen or so individuals were present, yet they represented the most powerful forces in the Western Region.
Among them were Ma Chen of the Golden Warhorse Clan, Dongfang Hong of the Dongfang Clan, Bing Lao of the Weapon Alliance, and the independent expert, Tie Jian Zun Zhe.
At the head of the hall, a silver-eyed young man sat with a gentle smile, occasionally engaging in lighthearted conversation with Bing Lao seated beside him.
To his left were Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin, their beautiful faces composed and indifferent. Behind them stood mbers of Yuan Manor’s inner circle, including Zi Huo, Xiao Li, and Gu He.
After exchanging pleasantries with Bing Lao, Mo Yu straightened his posture, his gaze sweeping across the hall as the gathered mbers quieted.
"Since everyone is here, let us get to business," he began, drawing everyone’s focus.
Mo Yu took a deep breath and continued in a solemn tone, "The Western Alliance has been eradicated in the Western Region, and the ambitions of Jian Zun Zhe and Di Ming Sect have been quelled.
However, as you all know, the Western Region’s standing in the Central Plains has never been high. Even with a faction like the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, we are insignificant compared to the grander powers of the Central Plains.
Now that the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion is gone, and Di Ming Sect remains, we must not forget that Di Ming Sect is backed by the formidable Tian Ming Sect, one of the Two Sects.
While the Tian Ming Sect may be far in the Central Region and unlikely to intervene directly in the Western Region, there is no guarantee that they won’t one day support Di Ming Sect to once again engulf our lands.
As Western Region natives, I trust none of you wish to see such a future."
The gravity of Mo Yu’s words was evident as the assembled leaders nodded solemnly, though their eyes remained fixed on him, awaiting further elaboration.
"So of you may already know my intentions," Mo Yu continued, his voice calm but firm. "Having a powerful faction in the region can elevate its status. Now that the Western Alliance is no more, I intend to establish an even greater force!"
His gaze sharpened, and his tone grew resolute. "Today, I have gathered you all here in the hope that you will join this alliance. Together, we can secure a future far brighter than the present!"
As his words echoed through the hall, silence lingered for a mont before Ma Chen broke it with a light cough. "Mo Yu, are you suggesting that we rge our factions with Yuan Manor? That might be... difficult. Our clans and factions have thrived independently for centuries. Such a drastic change might not sit well with our mbers."
Ma Chen’s concerns resonated with the others, who nodded slightly. Though Mo Yu’s vision was ambitious, his proposal seed reminiscent of the Western Alliance they had just dismantled.
Mo Yu chuckled softly. "You misunderstand . I am not forcing anyone to rge with Yuan Manor. I am inviting you to form an alliance, just as we united to resist the Western Alliance.
This alliance will protect its mbers. When one prospers, all prosper. When one suffers, all share the burden. Forgive my bluntness, but so of your clans’ strongest mbers are rely peak Dou Zong. Impressive, yes, but insignificant in the face of the battles we recently fought.
Even with a Dou Zun protecting you, the retaliation from Di Ming Sect—or even the Tian Ming Sect—could be disastrous.
But with this alliance, your factions will have support. No longer will you face overwhelming threats alone. You will have a safety net, a foundation to rely upon."
Hearing this, the leaders’ expressions softened as they nodded thoughtfully. The prospect of such an alliance seed less objectionable.
Seeing their reaction, Mo Yu continued with a smile. "Furthermore, the alliance will establish an institution dedicated to cultivating its mbers’ strongest talents. This will be the backbone of the alliance, nurturing new generations of powerhouses.
As mbers, your clans will be allowed to send your most talented individuals for training. The techniques and resources they will access will far surpass anything your clans can provide. Their future achievents will exceed your wildest expectations."
These words caused the eyes of Dongfang Hong, Ma Chen, and others to light up. This benefit was undeniably enticing.
A clan leader, an eight-star Dou Zong, then asked politely, "If we join the alliance, what would we need to contribute?"
Mo Yu replied calmly, "Those who join the alliance must abandon the notion of operating solely as independent clans. You must treat the alliance as your family and work to protect its interests."
This straightforward statent caused a stir among the gathered leaders, their expressions turning hesitant.
They understood the implications: joining the alliance ant relinquishing their clans’ autonomy. Their mbers would have to prioritize the alliance above all else.
Seeing their hesitation, Mo Yu remained unfazed. He had no intention of granting these factions the sa privileges Xiao Yan had allowed the old Jia Ma Empire clans within the Yan Alliance.
As the creator of Yuan Manor, Mo Yu held absolute authority. These factions, should they join, would benefit from the alliance’s resources, but only under his strict control.
Should they refuse, Mo Yu was equally indifferent. To him, they were rely shortsighted opportunists.
Eventually, after so internal deliberation, several leaders declined the offer and departed the hall.
Mo Yu casually waved them off, unconcerned. One by one, others followed, leaving only a handful of factions still present.
"Hehe, regarding Mo Yu’s suggestion, this old man thinks it’s a good one. From now on, the Golden Warhorse Clan will join the Yuan Alliance and fight on behalf of the leader!" Ma Chen laughed loudly as several individuals left the hall.
Hearing this, the remaining attendees were startled. The Golden Warhorse Clan was a leading force in the Western Region, only slightly inferior to factions like the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and the Di Ming Sect.
Now, they were actually joining the Yuan Alliance and coming under Mo Yu’s banner, which was truly astonishing.
Before they could fully process their shock, Tie Jian Zun Zhe suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly, "I have been wandering for years and have grown weary of such a life. I wish to find a place to rest. I wonder if Manor Lord Mo would take in."
Mo Yu smiled faintly. "Clan Leader Ma Chen and Tie Jian Zun Zhe, your willingness to join the Yuan Alliance is most welco. From now on, we are all one family.
"From now on, Clan Leader Ma Chen and Tie Jian Zun Zhe shall be enshrined elders of Yuan Manor. Without my direct orders, you need not answer to anyone."
"Thank you, Leader." Tie Jian Zun Zhe and Ma Chen both understood that Mo Yu, out of old friendship, had granted them prestigious positions within Yuan Manor.
Following their declarations, the remaining individuals in the discussion hall fell into deep thought.
They had overlooked one crucial fact earlier: with Yuan Manor’s current strength, it no longer relied heavily on these smaller families.
If compared, Yuan Manor now rivaled the once-great Western Alliance, with nearly ten Dou Zun experts under its command.
Such a force was a colossus even in the Central Region. Joining Yuan Manor, even at the cost of so independence, was undoubtedly beneficial.
After a deep sigh, Dongfang Hong gave a wry smile, raised his head, and said, "Since Elder Ma agrees, my Dongfang Clan will also join the alliance. I hope Manor Lord Mo will treat our family kindly."
"To join the alliance is to beco one family. Whoever dares to harm the Dongfang Clan will first have to contend with , Mo Yu," he declared firmly.
Seeing this, the remaining Dou Zong-level families exchanged glances before respectfully bowing to Mo Yu.
"We are willing to join the Yuan Alliance!"
"Hehe, welco, everyone." Mo Yu extended his hand in a polite gesture, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
While Yuan Manor’s strength seed unnecessary to annex these family factions, a powerful force required more than just elite experts.
These family factions, though not individually strong, addressed Yuan Manor’s most pressing issue: manpower.
Only by consolidating a vast workforce could Yuan Manor claim the largest slice of benefits following the Western Alliance’s collapse.
Smiling slightly, Mo Yu shifted his gaze from Dongfang Hong and the others to Bing Lao, who had remained silent throughout the discussions. He asked with a faint smile, "Bing Lao, do you have any thoughts?"
Hearing Mo Yu’s words, Bing Lao sighed inwardly. It had finally co to him—there was no escaping this.
"Mo Yu, the Weapon Alliance is different from family clans and sects. Our guild imposes few strict restrictions, so many weapon refiners retain their independence. The Weapon Alliance cannot represent their choices." Bing Lao sighed deeply.
Mo Yu’s eyes narrowed as he stared at Bing Lao. While he knew the latter’s words weren’t untrue, he had no intention of letting the Weapon Alliance slip away.
This was the force he valued most. No matter what, the Weapon Alliance had to co under Yuan Manor’s banner. With the weapon refiners, Yuan Manor’s strength would soar rapidly!
Weapon refiners were among the most important and rare professions on the Dou Qi Continent.
The Weapon Alliance could not be allowed to slip away!
Under Mo Yu’s intense gaze, Bing Lao’s expression grew more resigned. Before the Western Alliance’s large-scale invasion, the Weapon Alliance had been on the verge of collapse. Among the five giants, only he remained; the rest had either defected or left.
As for the majority of the mid- and lower-grade weapon refiners, many had fled, leaving behind only the loyal ones who supported Bing Lao’s faction.
Weapon refiners inherently cherished freedom and disliked constraints. While Mo Yu’s proposed alliance was appealing, the Weapon Alliance’s reputation in both the Western and Central Regions was formidable.
As the foremost leader of the Weapon Alliance, Bing Lao’s refining skills were renowned in both the Western Region and Central Region.
Even with his past friendship with Mo Yu, agreeing to join the Yuan Alliance without significant benefits was unlikely.
As Mo Yu’s gaze bore down and Bing Lao remained silent, the atmosphere in the hall grew tense. Though the attendees kept straight faces, their minds were racing.
It seed unlikely that the Weapon Alliance, a colossal entity, would willingly join Yuan Manor. After all, it prided itself as an equal to the Pill Tower. Although its influence was far less, it wasn’t one to easily submit to Yuan Manor.
If so, so complications might arise today.
"Bing Lao, if the Weapon Alliance joins the alliance, all the weapon refiners’ needs will be fully supported by Yuan Manor. This will greatly aid their progression in refining skills.
"As for the independent status of most weapon refiners in the Weapon Alliance, you need not worry. If you agree, I am confident they will willingly join the alliance."
After a long silence, Mo Yu finally broke the tense atmosphere.
Bing Lao paused, then let out another wry smile, shaking his head as he sighed. "This isn’t sothing I can decide alone. I’ll need to return and discuss it with so elders."
Seeing this, Mo Yu shook his head lightly and finally laid out his ultimate offer.
"Bing Lao, have you forgotten that I am also an eighth-grade weapon refiner? Let make this simple.
"If the Weapon Alliance agrees to rge into Yuan Manor, I will provide a large number of sixth-, seventh-, and even... eighth-grade weapon blueprints!"
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