Meeting the City Lord

Fan Lang casually hoisted the Iron Sword and said to Old White, "Not only do I want to see the City Lord, but I also want to bring my good buddy Monkey to see the City Lord and get him a position."

"No problem, that's a small matter," Old White agreed readily.

Fan Lang turned to look at Monkey below the Arena, whistled, and waved, "Let's go, come with me to see the City Lord!"

Monkey had been in a daze since earlier and was still somewhat confused.

What was going on?

He was going to see the City Lord too?

That was a high and mighty figure! The true master of Wind Cloud City, equivalent to a local emperor!

"M-Me, I'm going too?" Monkey pointed at his nose, his voice trembling.

"Of course, haven't you always wanted to get a job in the City Lord's Mansion? Now's your chance. With just a word from me, I can make your wish come true," Fan Lang said confidently.

"This is too sudden. You've suddenly become so powerful and want to take me to see the City Lord..."

"Stop being so long-winded! Show the same courage you had when you used to peek at wido*ws ba*thing! If I tell you to come, then come!"

Fan Lang didn't bother wasting words. He jumped off the Arena with the sword on his shoulder and went with Old White to see the City Lord.

Monkey snapped out of it and hurriedly followed.

As for the remaining Registered Servants, those who needed to collect corpses did so, and those who needed to heal their injuries did so. They were unlucky to encounter a prodigy like Fan Lang. Swords and sabers had no eyes, and casualties were inevitable in Arena battles. They had all signed life-and-death agreements beforehand.

The Magic Martial Era was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. It wasn't just the City Lord's Mansion that was so cruel; other places were just as cruel, if not more so.

Halfway there, Old White couldn't contain his curiosity and asked Fan Lang, "You borrowed several books from the Library before. The Combat Skills you just used happen to be the ones from those books. Could it be that you learned them all in two days?"

"Why would I need two days? One day is enough," Fan Lang said with a smile.

"How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. If you don't believe me, you can lend me a few more Secret Manuals, and I'll learn them for you to see."

"If what you say is true, then your comprehension and talent are truly high. The City Lord will definitely value a genius like you!" Old White said excitedly.

Fan Lang himself wasn't too excited. Wind Cloud City and the City Lord's Mansion were just a beginner village in the Magic Martial Era. Once he got the Dragon Scale Sword, he would leave this place and venture out.

This place was just a stepping stone for him.

What kind of City Lord? He didn't even take him seriously. When he grew up, this City Lord wouldn't even be worthy of carrying his shoes!

The group twisted and turned, arriving at the northern district of the City Lord's Mansion, which was the core area. Old White informed someone, claiming to have important matters to see the City Lord about.

The City Lord responded quickly and summoned them in a hall.

Inside the grand hall with carved beams and painted rafters, a middle-aged man leaned lazily on a tiger-skin chair. His appearance was very majestic and extraordinary, his eyes shone like lightning, his black mustache was slightly upturned, and his lips were slightly pursed. His lazy posture exuded an air of superiority.

He was Luo Jiuxiao, the City Lord of Wind Cloud City!

Everyone in Wind Cloud City, with a population of one million, knew this name!

"Greetings, City Lord!" Old White bowed respectfully.

Monkey had been keeping his head down since entering the door, not daring to look up at the City Lord at all, and bowed along with Old White.

In contrast, Fan Lang was much calmer, only slightly bowing as a gesture, his eyes meeting Luo Jiuxiao's with utter composure, devoid of any fear.

Luo Jiuxiao raised an eyebrow. In Wind Cloud City, not many dared to look at him like that. He asked in a deep voice, "Old White, who are these two? Why did you bring them here?"

"Reporting to the City Lord, these two are Registered Servants who recently joined the City Lord's Mansion. One is called Fan Lang, and the other is Hou Guangzu. Today is the day of the Entry Examination. Fan Lang single-handedly challenged over a hundred servants and displayed extraordinary strength and talent. Such talent should be valued, so I brought him here," Old White replied.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Luo Jiuxiao became somewhat interested, turning his gaze to Fan Lang, re-evaluating him with a few glances. Through his keen perception, he roughly gauged Fan Lang's strength.

"Initial Mystic General, that's indeed impressive. No wonder he could defeat over a hundred servants. I am a man who cherishes talent. The City Lord's Mansion welcomes talents from all walks of life. As long as you have the ability, you can find a place to use it here," Luo Jiuxiao said in a clear voice.

"I am happy to join the City Lord's Mansion and serve it. If the City Lord's Mansion is willing to take me in, just let me be a Guest. Guests are relatively free, and I prefer to be unrestrained," Fan Lang said.

"Alright, I'll give you a High-Level Guest status for now. You'll have freedom to enter and exit the City Lord's Mansion, and the benefits will definitely match your strength."

"Thank you, City Lord. This person beside me is my good friend. I hope the City Lord can arrange a position for him as well."

Luo Jiuxiao sized up Monkey and found that he was just a Mystic Apprentice realm shrimp, so he didn't take it too seriously, casually assigning him a managerial position.

This arrangement was entirely to give Fan Lang face. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be Monkey's turn to be a manager at all.

In addition to these arrangements, Luo Jiuxiao also gave Fan Lang a more substantial benefit.

There must be a return for every contribution. If you want to win people's hearts, you have to invest.

Luo Jiuxiao flipped his hand, and a card appeared in his palm. He flicked his hand and threw it to Fan Lang, saying casually, "This is a three-star Weapon Card, the Flame Blaze Sword. It's better than the sword on your back. Consider it a gift."

Fan Lang caught the card and took a closer look. The metal card had a burning sword painted on it.

The system immediately popped up the relevant data for this card.

Flame Blaze Sword:

Category: Weapon Card.

Star Rating: ★★★

Attribute: Fire.

Sharpness: 550.

Durability: 390.

Effects: One, release flames. Two, increase the power of fire-attribute sword skills by +300.

No matter how you look at it, this Flame Blaze Sword was much stronger than Fan Lang's Iron Sword.

Fan Lang pinched the card and injected Mystic Force into it. The card flashed with fire, turning into a red longsword, which he grabbed in his hand.

This was the wonderful use of Weapon Cards!

A small card can be used as a container to store weapons, and can be taken out for use when needed. Some advanced Weapon Cards also have the effect of maintaining, repairing, or strengthening weapons, which is more than just storage.

"Not bad."

Fan Lang nodded, casually flicked his hand, and the Flame Blaze Sword turned back into a poker-sized card, which he stuffed into his pocket.

"Thank you for the generous gift, City Lord. If there is anything you need me to do in the future, just ask. I will definitely help with what I can," Fan Lang promised.

"With you in the City Lord's Mansion, it's like adding wings to a tiger. This City Lord's seat will be even more secure." Luo Jiuxiao smiled slightly, raised his hand, and ordered, "Someone, arrange a room for Fan Lang. If he has any needs, try to satisfy them."

Immediately, a steward quickly stepped forward and took Fan Lang and Monkey away.

Old White did not leave and remained where he was.

Luo Jiuxiao looked towards the door and asked indifferently, "What is the background of this Fan Lang?"

"He is an orphan, who grew up in Wind Cloud City since childhood, and has been living on the streets. His background is considered clean, and he has no connection with the other forces in the city." Old White replied.

"How old is he this year?"

"Only seventeen years old."

"Seventeen years old..." Luo Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered, "This age just meets the requirements of the 'Wind Cloud Genius Battle', and he may be useful then. A seventeen-year-old Mystic General, that talent is good enough."

Hearing the words Wind Cloud Genius Battle, Old White's gaze changed slightly. That was a grand event of great importance, and all the participants were top geniuses in Wind Cloud City!

Based on Fan Lang's performance today, he is qualified to participate, but whether he can stand out is unknown.