The woman stared at Mofan. Seeing his strange expression and shifty eyes, she immediately became more vigilant.
"There are no more thunderstorms outside. You can continue on your way," said the woman coldly.
"Continue on my way?" Mofan was taken aback.
Why wasn't this demoness being very enthusiastic? Wasn't it usually the little demoness who coquettishly invited him in and then said something about how her parents were dead and how she had no one to rely on? Then there would be a torrential downpour. The fire in the temple would elongate the demoness' figure, accentuating her slender curves. Then there would be a bolt of lightning that would distort the woman's figure. The wild man who was passing by would be completely oblivious and could no longer resist the temptation to pounce on her …
"Yes, this thunderstorm won't appear for a while. You can continue on your way," said the woman once again. She had no intention of inviting Mofan into the temple.
"That thunderstorm was very exaggerated. I was really injured. I don't want to die in the wilderness. This temple is safe and sound even in such a dense lightning storm. It must be protected by the gods. Let me hide for a while," said Mofan unyieldingly. He was determined to enter the temple.
The woman stood in front of the temple.
She turned back to look into the temple. After a while, she walked straight out of the temple. She was cautious and dignified, as though she did not want to be in the same temple as Mofan.
Mofan's head hurt.
Did he look like a hooligan? He didn't even want the temple!
"Sister, aren't you afraid of an accident if you walk alone in the wilderness where fiendish demons roam? Do you need me to escort you?" asked Mofan.
"There's no need. You can hide from the lightning in the temple. Don't follow me," said the woman. Even when she walked past Mofan, she would make a slight detour.
"Oh, oh, oh. Since you aren't afraid of lightning, I'm not afraid either. Can I ask how to get to Martial Enlightenment Ancient City?" asked Mofan.
"Why are you looking for that place?" The woman wearing the bamboo hat and headscarf became vigilant again.
"I'm a Hunter. I've accepted a bounty near here, so I've come to Martial Enlightenment City to make a down payment for a house. You know that there are only a few headquarter cities and fortress cities along the coast. The land prices are high, and the houses are expensive. In order to find a wife in the future, I have no choice but to go out of the city and sleep in the open …"
"Alright, that's enough. The stronghold is in that direction." The woman didn't want to listen to Mofan's story at all. Her slender finger pointed at the path that the GPS had told Mofan not to go uphill.
"Oh, then where are you going?" Mo Fan couldn't help but ask when he saw the woman walking in another direction.
The headscarf woman no longer spoke to Mofan. She turned around and walked away, so as not to be entangled by this hooligan.
Mofan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the woman's unique attire and her gentle and beautiful back.
What was the problem? Why was this little demoness afraid of him?
…
Mofan followed the direction the woman was pointing at and found the stronghold.
It turned out that the stronghold was located to the west of the city. It happened to be covered by a humid mist.
It was the same in the south during this season. It was humid and foggy everywhere. Either it was drizzling, or the humidity had formed into small water droplets that floated in the city. It looked like fog, but it wasn't fog. It was more like a big steamer without heat.
The stronghold was huge. It was one of the biggest strongholds between Feiniao Headquarter City and the Beast Capital Headquarter City. The stronghold was normally garrisoned by a huge army. There were only a few ordinary citizens in the city. Most of them were Magicians.
As soon as they entered the stronghold, they immediately saw stalls lining both sides of the road. It was like a bazaar, with a steady stream of people coming and going.
The bazaar in the stronghold did not sell food, toys, or miscellaneous items. They were all selling magic items. The most common item was defensive magic equipment, which could save one's life when fighting against demon creatures. It was the first choice of every traveler. Those with extra money could not help but buy one.
Most of the items on display were different kinds of potions. Some were from big brands, some were from smaller brands, and some were from people who were learning Herbalism. The stalls were similar to the ones selling fried dough sticks.
There were even more people buying the potions that were being refined and mixed on the spot. Those who dared to display their potions were usually knowledgeable, unlike some drug dealers who knew nothing about botany or poison, yet they were bold enough to boast that their potions could bring the dead back to life.
There were many people on the trip. They were all Magicians in groups, Hunters, soldiers, students, trainers, disciples of clans, civilian Magicians, herb-pickers, miners, treasure hunters, demon creatures, scouts, and patrols …
The stronghold was a lot more 'prosperous' than Mofan had imagined. He initially thought the headquarter cities were the only ones with such a scale, since most of the cities along the coast had been abandoned. To his surprise, there was a stronghold so close to Martial Enlightenment City.
There was a difference between a stronghold and a headquarter city.
The residents of a stronghold were basically Magicians, apart from those who were specially escorted to the stronghold to ensure their basic necessities like basic necessities. However, even if something were to happen to the stronghold, those who did not have any magic cultivation were not considered civilians. They were not obligated to be protected.
For those who were out on an adventure, if they did not want to be worn down by the comfort of the city, and did not want to sleep in the wild, a stronghold like this was the best place to stay. Not only could they broaden their horizons, they could also improve their strength rapidly in such an environment.
Mofan felt a lot more comfortable with a stronghold like this. Otherwise, if he were to go to the wilderness alone to look for the Totem Beasts, it would be fine if he had some clues, but he would definitely go crazy if he did not have any direction.
There was a huge square in front of the gate of the stronghold. A rolling LCD screen stood in the middle of the square. Glittering messages were rolling in all directions. Some were offering rewards, some were recruiting, and of course, some were selling expensive magic tools.
Zhao Manyan mentioned that most of the treasures in auctions were produced in strongholds and outposts like this. Many people and small groups were in a hurry to get their hands on the good stuff. They did not have the time to wait for the selection process to end up in an auction in a big city.
Therefore, it was often possible to find a lot of good stuff at a reasonable price in a stronghold, followed by the magic market!
…
Mofan did not even know where Martial Enlightenment City was. If he were to search for it on his own, it would be like running into demon creatures in the wild. Mofan went to the square of the stronghold to see if there were any groups with the same goal as him. He wanted to save some time by sneaking in.
Mofan had already walked around the hall of the Hunter Union in Feiniao City, but he did not find any information about Martial Enlightenment City.
However, when he arrived at the stronghold, Mofan realized that there were quite a lot of people heading to Martial Enlightenment City. At least two out of every ten messages were about Martial Enlightenment City!
He had come to the right place!
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(About the reward.
I'm glad that everyone likes my book and subscribes to the legal version. It gives me unlimited motivation to write books. As a matter of fact, I'm willing to keep writing books as long as I can support myself and my family.
I also know that the reward is a sign of the Alliance Leaders, Elders, Hall Masters, and Deacons' unique love for my book. I have no other way to express it, so I can only spend money. Whether it's a hundred Book Coins or a hundred thousand Book Coins, Fatty Luan is extremely grateful!
(That being said, don't spend too much money on it. After all, we don't get any special treatment when we become the Alliance Leader. Many of our Alliance Leaders spend their money like it's nothing. They don't update, don't express their gratitude, don't join any groups, and don't add any members.)
On behalf of myself, I'm deeply ashamed and apologetic to the Alliance Leaders who are full-time Magicians.)
I'll set a small goal first, such as one second. Remember: Book Dweller
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