Mo Wen could not understand how Yun Xiaoman being targeted by the Sorcerer Clan had anything to do with him.
"You should ask Yun Xiaoman's grandfather about this. He definitely knows. Yun Xiaoman has been missing for so long. The Yun Clan must be tormented." Mo Qingtian shook his head and smiled. It could only be said that Yun Xiaoman was born in the Yun Clan and was fated to face such a calamity.
"I will go to the Yun Clan later," Mo Wen said plainly.
Since this matter was related to Yun Xiaoman's grandfather, he would definitely find the person involved to understand the situation. Moreover, Yun Xiaoman had been missing for so long. The Yun Clan must not be feeling well. If he could bring news of Yun Xiaoman to the Yun Clan, it would be a good thing for the Yun Clan.
"Oh, right. Don't you have a sect? This year's Martial Arts Circle Convention will be held soon. If you have nothing else to do, you can participate then. This year's Martial Arts Circle Convention is different from the previous ones due to some reasons. If you can get a good result in the Martial Arts Circle Convention, it will be very beneficial for you. "
Mo Qingtian seemed to have thought of something and said with a straight face. If it was the previous Martial Arts Circle Convention, Mo Wen would naturally not need to participate in such a situation. However, this year was a little different. The International Superpowers Competition that was held once every 50 years was approaching. The results of the previous few Huatian Palace were not very ideal. Hence, they placed special emphasis on this year's Martial Arts Circle Convention. They had already started to accumulate strength and reserve talents.
The Hua Xia Country Martial Arts Circle Convention this time was one of the Huatian Palace's measures to select and nurture talents. If Mo Wen could perform well in the Martial Arts Circle Convention, not only would he receive the opportunity to be nurtured by the Huatian Palace, he might even be qualified to participate in the International Superpowers Competition.
"Oh, what's different about this year's Martial Arts Circle Convention?" Mo Wen asked curiously. He had received some relevant information before. Now that it had come from Mo Qingtian's mouth, this year's Martial Arts Circle Convention would most likely be even more extraordinary than he had imagined.
"If you can achieve outstanding results in the Martial Arts Circle Convention, you will naturally know many things. As for now, it is not convenient for me to say. You will know later." Mo Qingtian shook his head.
"The Martial Arts Circle Convention in the main space can only be participated by the main space's warrior sects, right? The competition shouldn't be that great. Even if some people from the mystery land come secretly, they can only send their hidden forces. Those unparalleled true masters probably won't be able to show up."
Mo Wen's eyes flashed. From Mo Qingtian's expression, it seemed like he was unsure if he could achieve outstanding results in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Could it be that the competition in this Martial Arts Circle Convention was so intense?
If he could get some information from Mo Qingtian, he would be able to make preparations later on.
"If it was in the past, with your ability, it wouldn't be difficult for you to take the crown. But this time is different. Let me remind you that your opponents are not the martial artists who snuck in from the Mystic Realm, but the martial artists from the main space. The Source World had a long history. It had experienced countless years and was the most ancient space. There were too many things hidden in it that one did not know about. Even a martial artist was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. In short, this time, just do your best. Whether or not you can escape will depend on the results. "
Mo Qingtian's words shocked Mo Wen. Could it be that in the main space, there was a hidden power of the martial artists that he did not know about? The threat of the martial artists' power was even greater than that of the Mystic Realm martial artists!
"On the fifteenth of next month, the Martial Arts Circle Convention will be held in Dragon City. If you have no objections, I will submit your Dafang Sect to the Martial Arts Circle Convention's administrative team. That will save us a lot of the examination process," Mo Qingtian said plainly.
Mo Wen nodded, then got up to leave.
Mo Qingtian looked at Mo Wen's silhouette and narrowed his eyes. He said softly, "The World Superpowers Competition will be held in half a year's time. With your current ability, you might not be qualified to participate. I wonder if you can reach that level in half a year's time. Others might not be able to, but you … you have given me quite a few surprises. "
The Yun Clan was located in a middle to high class district in the capital. This was Mo Wen's second time here. The previous time was to help Yun Xiaoman's grandfather and father treat the Purplish Blue and White Flower Poison. This time, Mo Wen's mood was a little heavy.
The district's security system was perfect. Many places had security guards and cameras. However, to Mo Wen, sneaking in was naturally a piece of cake.
He vaguely remembered that Yun Xiaoman's house was a small villa. The whole family lived here. The last time, Yun Xiaoman had brought him here personally. However, this time, he had come alone.
Walking to the front of the villa, Mo Wen confirmed that he was not mistaken. Then, he went forward and knocked on the door.
"You are …"
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman dressed in plain clothes. After seeing Mo Wen, her eyes were a little surprised. Obviously, she did not know this person.
The middle-aged woman was the Yun Clan's nanny. Mo Wen knew her. However, after such a long time, she had forgotten about Mo Wen.
"My name is Mo Wen. I have something to discuss with Old Mister Yun Deguang," Mo Wen said.
"May I know why you are looking for Old Mister Yun? Do you have an appointment?"
The middle-aged woman looked at Mo Wen in surprise. She had no intention of inviting Mo Wen in. She felt that it was a little strange that this young man was actually here to look for the Yun Clan Master. She had originally thought that he was another classmate of the young mistress. Ever since the young mistress had gone missing, many classmates had come to the clan to inquire about the situation.
This was the first time she had met such a young man who had come to look for the Yun Clan Master. What made her feel even more strange was that since this young man was not from the district, how did he enter the district? Usually, outsiders would inform the residents of the district in advance before letting them in. Or, they would be accompanied by the security guards. They would only leave after there was no problem.
"I don't have an appointment." Mo Wen shook his head. Other than knowing where Yun Xiaoman's house was, he did not know any other contact details. How could he make an appointment?
"I'm sorry. Old Mister Yun is busy with work and is not at home. Please come another day."
The middle-aged woman heard him and said as such. Old Mister Yun's identity was special. Naturally, not everyone could meet him as they wished. Moreover, most of the people who came to look for the Yun Clan Master did not have pure intentions and had something to ask of him. She observed Mo Wen carefully. Seeing that Mo Wen was empty-handed and did not bring any "gifts", she felt that he was not that kind of person. Moreover, this Mo Wen was a little too young.
Without confirming Mo Wen's identity, it was impossible for Wang Ma to simply invite him to her house.
"I am only here for one thing. Please inform Old Mister Yun that I have found Yun Xiaoman's whereabouts." Mo Wen said nonchalantly. Who was he? He already knew from a hundred meters away that there were a few people in this villa. Yun Xiaoman's grandfather was most likely in the study at this moment.
"What!"
Wang Ma's expression changed drastically. The way she looked at Mo Wen was instantly different. She said excitedly, "You have really found the whereabouts of the young mistress?"
Mo Wen nodded his head and said, "Go to the study to look for Old Mister Yun. Just tell him that I am Mo Wen. He will naturally know who I am."
"Please wait for a moment …"
Wang Ma left these words and ran upstairs hurriedly without any hesitation. She even ignored the question of how Mo Wen knew that Old Mister Yun was in the study.
After a while, Wang Ma ran back. Behind her was an old man in his sixties. It was Yun Deguang.
"Little friend Mo Wen, please come in, please come in … Please forgive me for my neglect."
Once Yun Deguang heard that it was Mo Wen who had come and brought news of Yun Xiaoman, he immediately rushed down personally.
He personally invited Mo Wen into the Yun clan. He was extremely polite. In the living room, the host and the guest were seated. Wang Ma served tea. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yun Deguang finally couldn't take it anymore. He went straight to the point and said, "Little friend Mo Wen, do you really know where Xiaoman is?"
Compared to before, Yun Deguang looked a lot more haggard. His eyes were sunken and his hair was white like frost. He wasn't too old, but his hair was almost completely white. Because of Yun Xiaoman's matter, the Yun clan had been worried sick. Xiaoman's mother had been crying every day, looking dazed. The whole Yun clan had been living in an abyss of suffering during this period of time.
Mo Wen remained silent. He just held his cup and lowered his head to drink tea.
Yun Deguang was stunned. Then, he immediately understood and said, "Little friend Mo Wen, please follow me to the study."
The two of them walked into the study one after another. Mo Wen's expression turned serious and he said, "Old Mister Yun, before I tell you where Yun Xiaoman is, can you answer a question of mine?"
"Just say it," Yun Deguang said.
"Do you know about the Sorcerer Clan?" Mo Wen looked at Yun Deguang calmly. Since Mo Qingtian said that Yun Deguang had something to do with Yun Xiaoman being kidnapped by the Sorcerer Clan, then Yun Deguang should know something about the Sorcerer Clan.
"The Sorcerer Clan …!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Deguang's expression changed drastically. He immediately fell silent. His body froze on the spot and he didn't move. His eyes flickered and a pained expression appeared on his face. He seemed to be recalling something.
Mo Wen didn't disturb Old Mister Yun. He minded his own business and sat down on the sofa in the study. Right now, he was already sure that something must have happened between Yun Deguang and the Sorcerer Clan.
"Has Xiaoman fallen into their hands?" Yun Deguang took a deep breath. His entire person seemed to be deflated. He dragged his tired body and sat on the chair. The pain in his eyes became more and more intense.
"I asked my friend to investigate Yun Xiaoman's disappearance. He did find out why. However, he said that the reason why the Sorcerer Clan kidnapped Yun Xiaoman was related to you," Mo Wen said calmly.
"Little friend Mo Wen, can I ask you for a favor?" Yun Deguang looked deeply at Mo Wen with a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Save Yun Xiaoman?" Mo Wen asked.
"As long as you can save Xiaoman, as long as I can do it, I will agree to any condition." Yun Deguang's hands gripped the armrests of the chair. The veins on the back of his hands pulsed and his body trembled involuntarily.
"I believe you have some understanding of the Sorcerer Clan. It will be very difficult to save Xiaoman from the hands of the Sorcerer Clan. However, Yun Xiaoman is my friend. I have always treated her like a little sister. If it is possible, I will not give up on saving her. However, I am very curious about your past relationship with the Sorcerer Clan. Can you tell me? Perhaps it will be useful in saving Xiaoman, "Mo Wen said softly. (To be continued.)
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