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Upon arriving in the Great Thousand World, Mo Yu immediately encountered a woman with a sharp and sarcastic tone, which left him feeling somewhat displeased.

However, considering that he was new here and still severely injured, he merely frowned slightly and chose not to argue with her.

Beside him, Yu Chang Wan’er glanced at the woman in red, her small face flushing slightly with a mix of frustration and hesitation. She bit her lip before whispering, "Sister Fu, he’s so badly injured... If we don’t help him—"

"If we save him, what’s the point? A cripple who can’t cultivate is better off dead. Your so-called kindness might just make him resent you for meddling.

Besides, we’re not here for a leisure trip. If he drags us down, will you take responsibility for the consequences?" the red-clothed woman retorted mockingly.

Yu Chang Wan’er’s face turned even redder from her harsh words, but she was clearly accustomed to such treatment. She merely twisted her small hands together and chose silence in response.

"Yu Chang Fu, can’t you say less?"

Just as Yu Chang Wan’er fell silent, the central tent in the camp was suddenly lifted open, and a woman dressed in a simple white gown stepped out, speaking in a calm yet commanding voice.

This white-clad woman was even more stunning than the one in red. Her sharp, delicate features carried little warmth, giving her an aura of cool elegance.

She seemed to hold a high status within this group. As soon as she spoke, the woman in red fell silent, though her expression still held clear disdain and irritation as she glanced at Yu Chang Wan’er and Mo Yu before sitting back down.

"She’s Sister Ran. She was the one who checked your injuries. She’s one of the most outstanding young elites in our Luo Yang Yu Chang Clan..." Yu Chang Wan’er whispered to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu nodded slightly. He could sense that this woman possessed immense strength—she had already stepped into the Dou Di realm, also known as the Supreme Realm, at such a young age. That was indeed impressive and explained her authoritative demeanor.

After scolding the woman in red, the white-clothed woman approached Yu Chang Wan’er, gently patting her head as a form of comfort before shifting her gaze to Mo Yu.

A flicker of surprise surfaced in her eyes. Although Mo Yu’s appearance was strikingly youthful and handsome, making him seem no different from a young man, he was, after all, the renowned Thunder Emperor of the Dou Qi Continent. After years of cultivating and maintaining an air of dominance, his aura had long since become extraordinary—much like an emperor walking among commoners, standing out from the crowd.

This made the white-clad woman harbor some suspicions about Mo Yu’s true identity. However, seeing that his cultivation was completely crippled, the doubt and curiosity in her eyes quickly shifted to sympathy.

"Wan’er is kind-hearted and likes to help others. But we have important matters to attend to on this journey, and things are far from peaceful here.

If you want to follow us, you must obey orders at all times. I will not tolerate any losses because of you."

Her tone softened slightly before she continued, "Once our mission is complete, if you have nowhere else to go, I can arrange for you to work in the Luo Yang Yu Chang Clan. At least that would give you a way to survive."

With that, she turned and left without waiting for Mo Yu’s response.

Mo Yu was momentarily stunned before shaking his head helplessly. It seemed he had really been reduced to a mere "cripple" in their eyes.

However, aside from Yu Chang Wan’er, he felt no particular attachment to these people. Once his injuries improved, he would simply find an opportunity to leave.

Of course, if the chance arose, he might pay a visit to the Yu Chang Clan’s Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall. After all, they had some history together.

The moon hung high in the sky, like a cold, bright mirror casting its silvery glow over the vast forest below. In the depths of the woods, occasional low roars from spirit beasts echoed, adding to the eerie night atmosphere.

Inside a makeshift cart, Mo Yu sat cross-legged. Compared to the others’ soft tents, his accommodations were noticeably more humble. But he didn’t mind—it was only natural for them to see him as a burden in his current state.

Seated in meditation, he formed a cultivation seal with his hands. Weak arcs of lightning flickered around his body as a faint devouring force spread outward, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. Slowly, he began converting his internal Dou Qi into spiritual energy, using it to nurture his severely damaged meridians and bones.

Due to his severe injuries, this conversion process was painfully slow. However, Mo Yu could feel strands of unfamiliar yet gentle energy gradually emerging within his body—pure spiritual energy that had fully fused with him.

Compared to Dou Qi, spiritual energy seemed far more refined. As it surged through his body, the lingering weakness within him was slowly but surely fading.

Sensing these internal changes, Mo Yu let out a small breath of relief. As long as he could completely convert his Dou Qi into spiritual energy, he would be able to reclaim his original strength.

At that point, even if danger arose, he would have the means to protect himself.

"At this rate, I should be able to complete the conversion in less than half a month.

Though slow, considering my injuries, this pace is already quite good," Mo Yu thought to himself.

The transformation itself wasn’t difficult, but his current injuries forced a large portion of the energy to be used for healing, slowing down the process.

Fortunately, being part of this group meant he didn’t need to worry too much about personal safety for the time being.

Exhale.

Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, expelling a breath of stale air. A sharp glint flickered in his gaze before quickly returning to calmness.

Just then—creak.

The cart door was gently pushed open, revealing Yu Chang Wan’er, who stepped inside carrying a bundle of soft cotton blankets.

"Brother Mo Yu, the night is cold, and you’re injured. You should be careful not to catch a chill while resting."

She carefully placed the blankets beside him, smiling gently.

Mo Yu stared at her for a moment before a trace of warmth surfaced in his eyes. This girl was truly too kind-hearted.

"Brother Mo Yu, Sister Ran isn’t actually a bad person. When I first brought you back, the others refused, and it was only because she agreed that they didn’t dare object..."

Yu Chang Wan’er sat beside him and explained softly.

Mo Yu chuckled and nodded. He didn’t hold any resentment toward Yu Chang Ran.

After all, in a world where strength determined everything, it was only natural for others to see him as a useless cripple with no future.

The fact that they even allowed him to travel with them was already quite generous.

As they sat inside the cart, chatting, Mo Yu realized that Yu Chang Wan’er, despite her shy and timid nature, wasn’t particularly good at socializing.

Perhaps because Mo Yu’s situation was worse than hers, she felt comfortable talking to him.

Through their conversation, Mo Yu gradually learned more about the Myriad Weapons Region from her.

This continent was located in the northwestern region of the Western Heaven Continent.

Due to its renowned expertise in forging weapons, it held a notable reputation even within the vast Western Heaven Continent.

On the Myriad Weapons Region, there were also several powerful factions, among which the most renowned were the so-called Two Sects and Three Great Clans.

These Two Sects and Three Clans were the strongest forces on the continent and also the most skilled in weapon forging.

The Yu Chang Clan was one of the Three Great Clans. Aside from the main clan located at the center of the continent, its branch families were spread across various regions, wielding considerable influence. The Luo Yang Yu Chang Clan, where Yu Chang Wan’er belonged, was one such branch.

However, from Yu Chang Wan’er’s expression, Mo Yu could tell that the Yu Chang Clan seemed to be facing some trouble.

"How strong is your Yu Chang Clan?" Mo Yu asked, deep in thought as he looked at Yu Chang Wan’er.

From the powerful young members he had seen in the camp earlier that day, he had already speculated that this Yu Chang Branch Clan was no weak force. Now, he took the chance to probe further.

"Our clan leader is a Fourth Grade Supreme powerhouse," Yu Chang Wan’er said, admiration flashing in her eyes. It seemed that to her, such a level was already something she could only look up to.

"Fourth Grade Supreme, huh?"

Mo Yu nodded slightly. Although he wasn’t yet sure how many Supreme Realm powerhouses this Yu Chang Branch Clan possessed, this level of strength was already quite formidable. If placed on the Dou Qi Continent, even the so-called Eight Ancient Clans wouldn’t be worth a damn in comparison.

"And what about the main clan’s strength?" Mo Yu asked curiously. He wanted to understand the highest combat strength on this continent to better plan his future actions.

"I’ve never been to the main clan, so I don’t know for sure. But from what I’ve heard from my clan elders, the main clan’s leader is at least a Seventh Grade Supreme—one of the top existences across the entire continent." Yu Chang Wan’er replied.

"Oh, at least Seventh Grade Supreme, huh..."

Hearing this, Mo Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

That level of strength was indeed formidable. After all, Eighth and Ninth Grade Supremes were considered high-level powerhouses in any major force, often serving as pillar-like generals.

"By the way, Wan’er, can I ask about your current mission?" Mo Yu suddenly rubbed his chin and asked.

"This..."

Yu Chang Wan’er hesitated, biting her lip slightly.

Seeing this, Mo Yu realized he might have been too abrupt. He quickly waved his hand and said, "If it’s confidential, forget it. I was just asking out of curiosity."

Noticing Mo Yu’s open and straightforward attitude, Yu Chang Wan’er felt a bit guilty for doubting him. She hurriedly waved her hands and said, "It’s not that I don’t trust you, Brother Mo Yu, it’s just that Sister Ran told us to keep it a secret.

But... seeing how pitiful you are, and you don’t seem like a bad person, I can secretly tell you about our mission. But you must not spread it around! Otherwise, I’m afraid Yu Chang Fu and the others might harm you."

Hearing that Yu Chang Wan’er pitied him and decided to confide in him, Mo Yu couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly. He hadn’t expected this girl to be so simple and naive.

She was even worried that he might run his mouth and end up getting killed—her kindness was truly rare.

Smiling, Mo Yu said seriously, "Don’t worry, Wan’er, I absolutely won’t tell anyone."

Seeing his reassurance, Yu Chang Wan’er pursed her lips, then leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "To be honest, Brother Mo Yu, our mission is to escort an important cargo."

"Oh? Important cargo? What exactly is it?" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"It’s a rare material called Blood Grease Cloud Crystal.

According to Sister Ran, ever since the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall returned, it has been experiencing continuous malfunctions. During this time, the main clan’s higher-ups and branch leaders have paid a hefty price to repeatedly repair it.

However, recently, another serious issue arose—worse than before. The main clan is extremely anxious about it, even summoning many master weapon refiners from various branch clans to assist.

Aside from this, repairing the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall this time requires the Blood Grease Cloud Crystal, a crucial and extremely rare material.

Coincidentally, a deposit of it was discovered near our Luo Yang Branch.

Thus, the main clan ordered our Luo Yang Yu Chang Clan to locate the Blood Grease Cloud Crystal and transport it safely to the main clan.

Since it was a direct order, our Luo Yang Branch didn’t dare to delay. After much effort, we finally found a piece of Blood Grease Cloud Crystal, and our clan leader assigned Sister Ran to lead a team to escort it to the main clan."

Yu Chang Wan’er whispered softly into Mo Yu’s ear.

"Oh... the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall is malfunctioning?"

Hearing Yu Chang Wan’er’s words, Mo Yu finally understood the convoy’s purpose. He murmured to himself, deep in thought.

He hadn’t expected the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall to be having issues. After all, when he last helped rid it of demonic energy corruption, it seemed to be in perfect condition.

If something really had gone wrong, it must have encountered some kind of danger during its interdimensional travels.

And from Yu Chang Wan’er’s description, the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall seemed to be exceptionally important to the Yu Chang Clan. Otherwise, such a massive clan wouldn’t be making such a fuss over it.

"By the way, Brother Mo Yu, this is a Spiritual Power Pill. It’s not exactly a healing pill, but it might help with your recovery. Take it!"

At this moment, Yu Chang Wan’er suddenly took out a few pills exuding a rich medicinal fragrance from her pouch and placed them in Mo Yu’s hand.

Before Mo Yu could say anything, Yu Chang Wan’er gave him a sweet smile and then hopped off the carriage.

Watching the girl’s departing figure and the pale blue pills in his hand, Mo Yu shook his head and chuckled, "She really is a kind-hearted girl."

With that, he took a Spiritual Power Pill and swallowed it directly.

He wasn’t worried about Yu Chang Wan’er harming him. He could tell she was genuinely good-hearted—otherwise, she wouldn’t have helped him despite her companions’ suspicions.

As soon as the Spiritual Power Pill entered his stomach, a boundless surge of spiritual energy flooded into his body like a tidal wave.

The speed at which this spiritual energy surged through his body was at least ten times faster than when he had converted his dou qi earlier.

Feeling the astonishing effect, Mo Yu’s face lit up with joy.

He hadn’t expected this seemingly ordinary Spiritual Power Pill to be so beneficial for him.

Without hesitation, Mo Yu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused on regulating his internal energy—both healing his injuries and converting his dou qi into the Great Thousand World’s spiritual energy...

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