No matter what the outside world said, Mo Yan, Zhu Lan, and Shi Ping still lived their lives as usual.
Shi Ping embarked on his journey back home. This journey was obviously not going to be a happy one, but no one had any reason to stop Shi Ping.
Zhu Lan's reputation in the Mystical Region was getting higher and higher. Her strength and achievements were soaring. Although she was not a Heavenly King, she was better than one.
Those who were familiar with and understood her knew that Zhu Lan only lacked a Heavenly King Ranking Competition.
As for Mo Yan, he had already returned to Dark Night Town on his Gentleman Crow … Oh, no, it should be called Dark Night Market now.
Obviously, the Dark Night Market had developed rapidly in the past few years. The tall buildings that could only be seen in big cities were now "rising" one by one.
The prosperity of the Dark Night Market was closely related to the Dark Night Dojo being one of the eight dojos in the city.
The title of "Eight Dojos" attracted a large number of trainers, and trainers needed to replenish all kinds of resources to cultivate sprites.
Where there was demand, there would be a market. When the market gradually became bigger and stronger, the city would naturally become more prosperous.
Every time he returned, Mo Yan would not return to the dojo directly. Instead, he would land on a random street and walk while looking around, reminiscing about this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar Dark Night Market.
The Moon Elf quietly followed Mo Yan. It was not in high spirits as it had just separated from the Ice Elf.
Even when a rich lady's cat boss threw a flirtatious glance at it, the Moon Elf pretended not to see anything. However, its heart was already OS.
"Tsk, how can a commoner like you compare to my Ice Elf? ^ `) o "
Mo Yan did not know, nor did he care. He was full of interest as he strolled around the street. However, after walking for a few minutes, he found a few people waiting for him with smiles on their faces.
"Big Brother Mo Yan!"
The long-awaited greeting came from not far away. Mo Yan looked at the youthful Little Nicole and found that she was less quiet and more lively.
Behind Nicole, Uncle An, who had aged a little, stood there quietly. The smile on his face was pure and sincere.
Behind them were some second-generation and third-generation dojo apprentices that Mo Yan was familiar with.
Obviously, the Dark Night Intelligence Agency had been doing well these years. He had only returned to the Dark Night Market for a few minutes, but Uncle An and the others were already waiting here.
Calculating the time, it should have been when he had just arrived, and the spy of the Intelligence Bureau had already found out and sent the information to Uncle An.
Mo Yan smiled and walked up to Nicole. He patted her head and said to Uncle An in a serious tone.
"You've worked hard!"
"Dojo Master, you're being too courteous." Uncle An smiled. Then, he directly asked, "Did Miss Zhu Lan not return with you?"
"Cough cough!"
Mo Yan coughed awkwardly. He didn't expect Uncle An to joke now.
"There's no need to rush this matter. We have to go up a little bit more."
Uncle An nodded in agreement. He was also from Shen Ao and knew a thing or two about Zhu Lan's background, so he thought he could understand Mo Yan's difficulties.
Mo Yan: You're getting it again!!!
The group quickly grew and attracted the attention of passersby. The news of Mo Yan's return spread like wildfire.
He didn't think much of it. He leisurely walked and chatted with the people from the dojo. After such a long time, there were so many things to talk about.
When the group reached the entrance of the dojo, Si An, Bo Niu, and the three-headed evil dragon breeder, Lota, were all standing at the entrance. They all smiled and welcomed Mo Yan home.
Behind them, there was a large number of newly recruited dojo apprentices. Each of them had shiny black eyes.
Mo Yan didn't know many of them, but that didn't stop them from expressing their admiration and respect for Mo Yan.
After all, the entire Dark Night Market was filled with stories about the rise of the Dark Night Dojo's Iron Triangle. There were many versions, but no doubt they were all very exciting.
These children worked hard to join the dojo because they wanted to chase after their idols.
Mo Yan continued to maintain his stiff smile and greeted the new group of children.
Bo Niu asked for Mo Yan's opinion and announced that the dojo would rest for the day and that there would be a celebration at night. Only then did the apprentices gradually disperse in excitement.
"Senior, how was it? Dojo Master, were you shocked by the scale of the dojo?"
Bo Niu, who was usually quiet, was also proud. After all, she had been doing her best ever since she became the acting dojo master.
"Well done, you deserve praise!" Mo Yan said and gave Bo Niu a thumbs up without hesitation.
Everyone chatted and laughed, talking about the past and the future. Although the core members of the dojo weren't all present, it didn't affect everyone's mood.
… …
Just like that, Mo Yan stayed in the Dark Night Dojo for a whole week.
During this time, Mo Yan met with many people as the official dojo master. He also stayed in the dojo for a few days and guided the new apprentices.
After doing all these things, Mo Yan slowly took out a paper registration form in his video chat with Zhu Lan.
"You're going to participate in the Cheng Du District Heavenly King Ranking Competition now?"
Zhu Lan's eyes were filled with worry and surprise.
"Yeah, after all, my girlfriend is about to become one of the Four Heavenly Kings, but I'm still a nobody. I'm always worried that I'll be dumped," Mo Yan teased.
"I'm not, I'm not …" Zhu Lan anxiously wanted to explain and comfort him, but when she saw Mo Yan's playful smile, she immediately understood that she was being played.
"That's true! If you don't have the ability, grandma might not agree. Then just get first place to save your money. "
"Cough cough cough!!!"
Mo Yan was shocked. Before he could beg Zhu Lan for mercy, she hung up and didn't give him another chance.
Patting his cheeky mouth, Mo Yan felt that he was really arrogant recently. He actually dared to tease Zhu Lan again and again.
But …
If he really got first place, then Zhu Lan's words could be interpreted the other way around: Grandma will agree if he gets first place!
Nano or more (′????? ?)
With that thought, Mo Yan's fighting spirit suddenly rose from 80 points to 120 points.
After training with a real champion level trainer for more than a year, Mo Yan was quite confident in his own combat ability.
After all, Zhu Lan was using her monstrous talent to tell everyone that true strength didn't necessarily require the accumulation of time.
And now, Mo Yan was going to make the same statement to the outside world!
Early the next morning, after greeting everyone, Mo Yan sat on the Gentleman Crow and flew straight to the Cheng Du Alliance's location, White Silver Mountain.
At the same time, the veteran Heavenly King trainers who were training in various areas of Cheng Du also rushed to White Silver Mountain one after another.
Among them were Imperial Dragon Ferry, whom Mo Yan was familiar with, and Wang Sen and Wang Liu, whom he had met once before.
This was because soon, the quadrennial Heavenly King Ranking Competition would begin.
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