The mighty northern clan was equivalent to a heavy factory in ancient times. Naturally, they would not set it up in a normal city, because it occupied a lot of land. Besides, due to the protection of the art of crafting swords, it was very dangerous to set it up in a city with a lot of people coming and going.
Many years ago, the previous masters of the mighty northern clan had moved Sword Crafting Hall and its property to a snowy mountain. They set up a fortress with strong defenses near the mountain and water. The fortress was known as Heaven Shaker Fortress, and it was built under a snowy mountain. The area around it was very wide, and it was very famous in the game.
However, since it was located outside the city, the mighty northern clan was the local tyrant of a circular area of thirty-one miles. The rules there were also much more unique compared to normal cities.
No martial artist was allowed to get close to a radius of one mile around Heaven Shaker Fortress, or else, they would be accused of invading the mighty northern clan, and they would be attacked or even hunted down by the elites of the clan!
Even if they joined the ranks of the mighty northern clan, they could only move about in the outer fortress of Heaven Shaker Fortress. They could not enter the core region of the mighty northern clan — Sword Crafting Hall. Only the outstanding disciples who were truly acknowledged by the mighty northern clan had the right to enter.
So …
The outside world was filled with endless curiosity toward the internal affairs of the mighty northern clan, including Sword Crafting Hall, which was rumored to produce divine weapons!
With the help of the abandoned disciples of Sword Sect, he obtained a set of clothes belonging to the mighty northern clan. Then, he deceived everyone and followed a group of carriages that had gone out to gather wood into Heaven Shaker Fortress.
Whoosh!
The biting cold wind cut through the group of carriages that traveled on the snow like a steel knife. The dozen or so coachmen who came with them hunched their necks and rolled up their sleeves to breathe.
"This weather can freeze people to death."
A few coachmen sat in front and chatted with each other. Occasionally, they would whip the horses. Fortunately, the wheels of the carriages were made of sleds, so they did not need to use too much strength.
"When we go back, we'll definitely drink a few pots of wine to warm up."
"Geezer Wang, your nephew looks quite frail. Are you sure he'll be alright?" One of the coachmen turned his head around and cast a glance at a young man whose face was covered tightly in the carriage behind them. He laughed loudly. "Southerners can't stand the cold here."
"He's fine. We brought him out this time so that he can train." The person who answered him with a foolish smile was Torn Armies, one of the abandoned disciples of Sword Sect. He followed the group of carriages and sat together with the person he bought over.
The young man they spoke of was naturally Happy.
At that moment, Happy's attire was incredibly exaggerated. He wore a few cotton-padded jackets and a big hat made of beast skin. He sat on the frame of the carriage while the howling cold wind blew.
The snow might have been cold, but in truth, Happy was incredibly hot.
The Nine Yang Divine Art circulated automatically. On the surface, he looked like an ordinary person without any foundation in martial arts. However, no matter how cold the environment was, he could still feel warm. Now that he was wearing it, it made him feel burdened and heavy. The heat made him feel a little uncomfortable.
However!
In order to stay in the group, disguises were necessary.
He sat in the carriage and curled up into a ball. While he sensed the changes in the area of 328 feet around him, he thought about how he should complete the quest.
The abandoned disciple of Sword Sect had a very simple request. He wanted pure revenge. As long as he could seize Heaven Crystal from Sword Sect, the mighty northern clan, and the Nangong Clan's surveillance, he would have completed his quest perfectly.
Even though there were risks in the quest, and if he failed, he might be hunted down by the three great sects, he felt that it was worth it to take the risk for his divine weapon, Heaven Crystal.
Especially …
Right now, he had eight Fire Qilin Scales, and he had already refined Heavenly Silk King Ice Gloves to the fourth echelon. It was a middle-grade divine weapon at the fourth echelon!
He could also refine Dragon Saber, but as of then, he did not have a suitable saber technique to help him. Happy wanted to keep Dragon Saber for the time being and get Heaven Crystal to refine it to the fourth echelon. Once he succeeded in the quest, the damage of Flying Dragon Sword Technique would be unimaginable!
Forget about One Emperor, he would not be completely defenseless in front of a Myth Realm martial artist.
At that time, the Fire Qilin in Sky Demon Secret Cave might have to avoid him!
…
Just when Happy's thoughts were running wild, an incredibly faint sound traveled into his ears from the distance. It sounded like a thin branch falling on snow, and it was so faint that it was difficult for anyone to notice it.
Happy frowned, and he subconsciously straightened his body from the front seat of the carriage. He pretended to curl up his body, but without batting an eyelid, he relaxed and entered a wary state.
This place was a distance away from Heaven Shaker Fortress. Even though it was within the territory of the mighty northern clan, there was still a possibility that he would run into groups like bandits.
The sound suddenly became clear.
The sound of robes fluttering and the faint sound of people stepping on snow might not have attracted the attention of any of the NPCs in the caravan, but Happy could hear it clearly with his powerful spirit sense.
He slowly frowned.
'This quest is indeed not as simple as it seems.' Happy groaned in his heart.
This was a quest that involved a top-grade divine weapon, and even a small part of it was filled with countless dangers and difficulties. One caravan had actually attracted more than three Inaction Realm martial artists and more than twenty Moksha Realm martial artists to surround them.
By the looks of it, they were either from Sword Sect or the Nangong Clan!
"Who is it?!"
The caravan came to a swift stop!
The mighty northern clansmen in the caravan seemed to have some skill. When the enemies were only sixty-five feet away from them, they finally noticed that the area around them was not calm, and they shouted angrily, "This is the caravan of the mighty northern clansmen! Brothers on the streets, keep your eyes open!"
The mighty northern clansmen had clearly noticed that the people who approached the caravan had extraordinary strength. Their tones sank, and they loudly announced their identities. At the same time, they reminded their own people.
Right when they finished speaking, cold wind howled, and three Inaction Realm martial artists landed lightly in front of the caravan. They blocked the caravan in a triangle formation. Their white and noble clothes, longswords that were as bright as autumn water, and their young and arrogant faces revealed their identities!
They were from Sword Sect!
"Haha!"
The young man in the lead walked toward the caravan and said, "Don't be afraid, we're Sword Sect disciples and friends of the mighty northern clansmen. We came here this time in hopes that we can hitch a ride and be guests of your clan."
The mighty northern clansmen only had one Moksha Realm disciple in the caravan. The others were all in Life and Death Realm. There was also one abandoned disciple from Sword Sect who could not show his strength, and Happy instantly found himself in a difficult situation.
When he saw that the mighty northern clansmen were in danger, Happy found himself unable to say anything. He continued to sit in the carriage while shivering and watched the development of the situation.
"They're from Sword Sect. I can't attack. Don't move as well. We'll observe the situation. If they want to kill us to silence us, we'll run!" Defeating Armies' voice came from a carriage in front of them.
Happy felt slightly at ease.
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