Chapter 1036 Go to the City Lord's Mansion

"That's right!"

"We are going to Jincheng soon, this Yuancheng naturally needs someone to take care of it!"

Mo Wentian nodded, and said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"But, Boss, Uncle Niu's cultivation is not at the late stage of the Heavenly King, and his management of Han City has caused dissatisfaction among many people!"

"Yuancheng is the 80th city in the Tianniu tribe. Compared with Hancheng, Yuancheng's strength is much stronger. If you let Uncle Niu manage Yuancheng, can he manage it?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, frowning tightly.

"Don't worry, Uncle Niu's strength is enough to care about Yuancheng!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, a bright light rose in his eyes, and he said calmly.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Boss, when are we going to Jincheng?"

At this moment, Huantian's figure flashed, and a fluffy mass landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Jincheng is definitely going, as for when..."

"When Uncle Niu comes, we'll go!"

Hearing Huantian's words, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"Boss, do you know how many more artifacts and elixir there are in Yuancheng than in Hancheng and Licheng?"

At this moment, Xiaojiao seemed to think of something, and a bright light rose in his eyes.

"Want to know?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, a wicked smile spread, and he answered the question without answering.

"Boss, besides inquiring about the Shenlong Tongtian map, we came to Yuancheng for the artifacts and elixir in Yuancheng?"

"Since I'm here, of course I want to go and have a look!"

A look of anticipation rose on Xiaojiao's face.

"Then let's go!"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian stepped forward and walked directly towards the City Lord's Mansion opposite the Luojing Inn.

Looking at that extremely proud figure, in front of the Luojing Inn, the eyes of countless warriors were full of astonishment.

"What does this kid want to do when he goes to the City Lord's Mansion?"

"He killed our city lord. Could it be that he wants to be our new city lord?"

"This kid's strength is really terrifying. With his strength, it is of course no problem to be our city lord, but he doesn't look like a member of our Tianniu clan!"

"That's right, he's not even a member of the Tianniu clan, so why should he be the city lord of my Tianniu clan's original city?"

"Follow and have a look, we must not let this kid become the city lord of our source city!"

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A group of figures, discussing without the slightest hesitation, hurriedly rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

But at this moment, in the City Lord's Mansion, with Mo Wentian and others entering, countless Yuancheng disciples avoided them from a distance.

"Boss, these people seem to be scared by you!"

Looking at this scene, the corner of Xiaojiao's mouth grinned slightly.

"Some deterrence is necessary!"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes didn't show any fluctuation at all.

Immediately, Mo Wentian walked more and more deep into the City Lord's Mansion.

Not to mention, this source city is ranked 80th, compared to the original Hancheng and Licheng, not only the strength of the disciples, even the luxury of the city lord's mansion, it is not Hancheng It is comparable to Licheng.

Especially in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the aura is even more intense.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian took Xiaojiao and Huantian around the entire city lord's mansion in Yuancheng, but they still haven't found the treasure house in Yuancheng.

"The treasure house of Yuancheng is so hidden that even the Emperor didn't notice it!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

"Boss, find someone to ask!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared beside a disciple who was several tens of feet away.

"Say, where is the treasure house of the source city?"

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and lifted this Yuancheng disciple up, looking at this Yuancheng disciple with cold eyes, he shouted sharply.

"The location of the treasure house? This kid wants to know the location of the treasure house. What does he want to do?"

"Is he really going to control our source city in his hands?"

"The location of this treasure house must not be told to him. In the treasure house, the cultivation resources of our source city for thousands of years are stored!"

...

Hearing the word "treasure house", everyone came back to their senses in an instant.

At this moment, they looked at Mo Wentian with terrifying anger in their eyes.

But despite the anger in their hearts, their bodies didn't move at all, and their aura didn't fluctuate at all.

Mo Wentian is terrifying, they have already experienced it, the city lord He Yuan Tianwang's peak powerhouses are not Mo Wentian's opponents, and they are warriors in the middle and late stages of Tianwang, so they will not be Mo Wentian's opponents.

Those cultivation resources are important, but how can they be so important!

They would still make calculations like this, and they said they were resentful, but in fact they didn't even dare to go forward.

They were really scared of Mo Wentian!

"I……"

"I……"

...

The disciple from Yuancheng trembled unceasingly after being carried away by Mo Wentian.

He faltered for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"Wow..."

The next moment, there was a rushing sound, followed by a strong fishy smell.

"Useless things, living is a waste of resources!"

A fishy smell came over instantly, Mo Wentian glanced coldly, and saw that the source city disciple who was being carried by him was already wet under his crotch.

A look of disgust flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes, and then the other hand punched directly towards the source city disciple's chest.

"boom……"

After a few breaths, a violent cracking sound came.

Mo Wentian's fist directly pierced the source city disciple's chest. He seemed to be holding something in his hand, and the gap between his fingers was still steaming.

"Dead, He Ming is dead, just because He Ming didn't answer this kid's question, he beheaded He Ming!"

"What a miserable He Ming, in the end he didn't even have time to scream!"

"This kid is really scary!"

"The Lord City Master is dead, Senior Brother He Qi is dead, and He Wu is also dead. In our Yuan City, who else will be this kid's opponent?"

"Is our Yuancheng really going to be reduced to this kid's fish?"

...

The strong smell of blood came, and countless Yuancheng disciples recovered from their astonishment.

Looking at the proudly standing figure in the void, their bodies couldn't help shaking.