The hot sunshine poured down from the sky, causing the entire Yuancheng to be steaming.
Yun Mo left the courtyard early in the morning and headed to Tianyuan Pavilion early.
Tianyuan Pavilion is located in the very center of Yuancheng and is also the most prosperous area.
The materials that need to be traded throughout Yuancheng, such as elixirs, exercises, weapons, etc., can all be traded in Tianyuan Pavilion.
Moreover, the master behind Tianyuan Pavilion is even more mysterious and mysterious.
So far, no one in Yuancheng has actually seen this pavilion master, except for the heads of the four major families and the city lord.
Because of its mysterious background, no one dares to violate its built-in rules.
As a result, the warriors who came to Tianyuan Pavilion to trade goods were like crucian carp crossing the river, countless.
"This should be Tianyuan Pavilion."
Yun Mo looked forward, slightly surprised.
Tianyuan Pavilion was far more prosperous than he imagined.
Without any further hesitation, Yun Mo walked through the crowded crowd and walked into Tianyuan Pavilion.
"Sir, I wonder what you need?"
A servant from Tianyuan Pavilion came forward and asked respectfully.
Yun Mo couldn't help but look at the situation in Tianyuan Pavilion, and showed a hint of appreciation.
There are many people in Tianyuan Pavilion, but they are not chaotic at all. It can be said to be orderly.
"I want a spiritual sword."
The servant on one side was slightly shocked when he heard this, but soon returned to normal.
"The items that the young master wants to trade are beyond my authority. Please wait a moment, young master, and I will go ask Mr. Ge."
Yun Mo nodded slightly and looked elsewhere.
After a while, an old man in gray robe with slightly gray temples walked up to Yun Mo under the leadership of the servant just now.
"My little friend just said that you want a spiritual sword?"
"Huh? Could it be that the person you are narrating didn't explain it clearly to you?"
The old man in gray robe was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed and said: "Haha, little friend, you are joking."
"Since my friend wants to trade spiritual weapons, please follow me to the second floor."
After following the old man to the second floor, Yun Mo discovered that there were significantly fewer warriors on the second floor than on the first floor.
Moreover, most of the people here are dressed in fancy clothes and jade robes, and they don't look like ordinary people at first glance.
"Mr. Mo, this man is in ragged clothes and looks poor. Why did you bring him to the second floor?"
Suddenly.
A sarcastic and sneering voice rang out, causing everyone else to turn their attention to Yun Mo.
"Master Wenren is joking. This little friend wants to trade spiritual swords, so of course it would be best to come to the second floor."
After seeing the identity of the speaker, Mr. Mo turned around and smiled.
"Spiritual weapon or sword?"
"The smell of poverty in this boy is almost permeating the entire Tianyuan Pavilion. Can he afford a spiritual sword?"
"I guess this kid is just here to cause trouble!"
"Yes, I also feel that this person's dirty look must be someone with ulterior motives."
A group of people waited for a while to start a heated discussion about Yun Mo.
When these words fell into Yun Mo's ears, he felt extremely ridiculous.
"Don't be surprised, little friend, the spiritual weapons are over there." Mr. Mo glanced at Yun Mo apologetically.
And when the two left, the young man who was previously called Mr. Wenren had a curve at the corner of his mouth.
"Let's go, don't you want to see if this person can really trade spiritual weapons?"
"Young Master Wenren is right. A spiritual-level weapon requires at least five thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Let's see if that kid can get it."
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"Little friend, these are the spiritual-level weapons that my Tianyuan Pavilion has collected over the years. Because swords are very rare, there are only two that meet the spiritual-level swords mentioned by my little friend."
Mr. Mo glanced at Yun Mo in surprise.
Ordinary people would be shocked to see so many magical weapons, but Yun Mo remained calm from beginning to end.
After glancing around, Yun Mo shook his head slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
"My little friend, that sword with red lines is called the Red Feather Sword. When it comes out, it looks like a rainbow in the dark night, so sharp and extraordinary."
"And the star-patterned long sword at the corner is called Chenfeng Sword. When the sword comes out, stars fall, and with the power of the sword, the galaxy shakes."
"Both of these two swords are extremely good-quality divine weapons in the lower spiritual realm. I wonder which sword you are interested in?"
Mr. Mo introduced the origin of the two swords to Yun Mo, but he did not notice the disappointment flashing in Yun Mo's eyes.
Just when Yun Mo didn't know how to speak, a dazzling light refracted into Yun Mo's eyes.
Walking forward, Yun Mo found a long black sword in this corner.
"My little friend, this sword is called Hanguang, but its grade is only low-grade mortal. Are you interested in it?"
Mr. Mo walked up to Yun Mo and realized that Yun Mo was interested in an ordinary long sword.
"Cold light? Cold light sword."
"The cold light is shining, the sharpness is sharp, the sword is good, and the name is good!"
Yun Mo couldn't help but pick up the sword directly.
Because it has been abandoned in a corner for many years, a lot of dust has accumulated on it.
bass!
It was only when Yun Mo swung the sword vigorously that the true face of the sword was revealed.
The thin and sharp long sword, with its silver sword glow, suddenly revealed a light as bright as a shooting star.
There are some dense runes engraved on the sword body, which adds a touch of ancient charm to the sword.
"Mr. Mo, I wonder how many spiritual stones this sword requires?"
Yun Mo put away the cold light sword, held it behind his back, and asked with a little caution.
"This... only requires a hundred spiritual stones. A low-grade weapon of ordinary rank is not worth much."
Mr. Mo was a little surprised at Yun Mo's performance. You must know that Yun Mo always looked calm and composed when he saw so many spiritual treasures.
However, facing an ordinary black long sword, he looked extremely cautious, which is really thought-provoking.
"Hey! Isn't this the boy who vowed before that he wanted a spiritual sword? How come he only has a low-grade mortal sword now?"
"Haha! I told you earlier that this person is just here to cause trouble. Mr. Mo, why don't you arrest him quickly to show the rules of Tianyuan Pavilion!"
Hearing the sound, Yun Mo looked slightly cold. After seeing the figure in a gorgeous dress among the crowd, he immediately understood something.
"Mr. Mo, I wonder if I can make it easier?"
"Don't kill people, this is the bottom line." After thinking deeply, Mr. Mo said in a deep voice.
In response, Yun Mo shrugged and didn't care.
When the people in the distance heard this, they burst into laughter.
"Haha! This kid is probably crazy. Judging from his appearance, he seems to be planning to take action against us?"
"Attacking us? I'll give him ten courages to see if he dares."
As soon as these words fell, the audience burst into laughter again, and the harsh and sarcastic sounds continued to reach Yun Mo's ears.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out, making everyone stunned.
"Do you dare? Answer me now, do I dare?"
What came into view before everyone's eyes was that the young man in blue robe who had just mocked Yun Mo had been stepped on by Yun Mo at some point.
What made everyone stop in shock was that the man in blue robe had his face close to the ground.
The facial features had become distorted under Yun Mo's forceful foot, and the blood had stained the ground red without realizing it.
"Spare...spare my life..."
Intermittent begging for mercy sounded, causing everyone present to put down their previous arrogant posture.
"Master Wenren, save...save me..."
Snap! Snap!
At this time, the jade-robed man who was previously called Mr. Wenren walked forward calmly and clapped his hands.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"No matter where the young master of the Yun family went, he was always the most dazzling one."
The young master of the Yun family?
"Isn't the young master of the Yun family a cloud python?"
"You idiot, didn't you hear that you were talking about the past? This person is Yun Mo!"
"What? Is he Yun Mo, who has been making a lot of noise these days?"
After everyone heard this, their faces were filled with uncertainty and great surprise.
"Young Master Yun, your reputation in Yuancheng is far inferior to that of Yun Python, isn't it?"
The jade-robed man put his fan in his hand and smiled, jokingly.
"Wen Rentu, you were defeated by me a year ago. I didn't expect that one year later, your strength has not increased much, and your face has become more and more like a wall."
Yun Mo glanced at the other party and said indifferently.
"Yun Mo, shut up!"
Being exposed in public, Wen Rentu immediately lost his composure and instead shouted angrily.
"I haven't seen you for a year, but you are still the same kind of guy. I'm afraid your status in Wen Ren's family is still not as good as Wen Ren Qingyu."
"Yun Mo, you are really seeking death!"
"Try?" Yun Mo's face turned cold.
"Haha! Are you crazy? You are not allowed to be arrogant in Tianyuan Pavilion."
"Furthermore, you have been locked up in a dungeon for a year, how much of your strength can you use?"
Wen Rentu arranged an informant within the Yun family, and thus also learned about Yun Mo's defeat of Yun Wu.
However, he absolutely did not believe this.
Just kidding, a useless person who was locked up in a dungeon for a year came out with the cultivation level of the spiritual realm.
Even if you say this, no ghost will believe it.
"Yun Mo, you used treacherous means to defeat me a year ago. Today, in full view of everyone, I will make you pay the price for what I heard!"
Suddenly, Wen Rentu raised his voice and shouted, causing this voice to fall into the ears of the rest of the people present.
"So it turns out that Mr. Wenren is a famous and talented person in Yuancheng. How could he be defeated by Yun Mo? What he said before must be a lie."
"Young Master Wenren's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Spiritual Pulse Realm, and his strength is unfathomable. He has lied so much that he cannot be punished!"
Hearing these words, Yun Mo couldn't help but laugh.
The shamelessness of this Wenrentu almost rivals that of Yun Ao, the old dog.
"Yun Mo, you'd better kneel down and admit defeat now to avoid this disaster, otherwise you will have to crawl out today."