Blood Hidden City's quiet chamber.
Xue Yin looked at the reply on the token, thick with the unmistakable "Mo family style," especially the line, "Only charge ten percent of the finished treasure's theoretical value." A strange glint flashed through his eyes.
This chief divine craftsman truly was, just as rumored... different from others, just as rumored... different from others.
But judging from the reply, this was a good thing, so he did not waste a moment.
Buzz!
Xue Yin's figure instantly vanished from the quiet chamber.
The next moment, he had appeared within the directional "Lightning Transmission Array" connecting the City Lord's Mansion to the Thunder Chamber of Commerce in the Holy City. He needed to transfer there before he could finally arrive at his destination.
The array patterns flared brightly as a thick purple pillar of lightning wrapped around him and tore through space.
At the heart of the Thunder Ancient Kingdom, on the edge of the Minor Chaos Thunder Sea, stood the Thunderfire Source Hall.
The hall remained scorching hot. Dark-red lava flowed across the ground, and the air twisted with heat.
Xue Yin's figure solidified amid the transmission array's glow, his plain robe remaining utterly still despite the heat waves.
Almost at the very instant he appeared.
"Kid! What are you dawdling for?! Where are the things?" A voice like muffled thunder exploded beside Xue Yin's ear, filled with urgency and impatience.
Master Mo's disheveled figure appeared before Xue Yin like a ghost. His messy hair flew wildly, and his furnace-like eyes stared fixedly at Xue Yin. That gaze seemed as though it could ignite the plain robe on Xue Yin's body and see directly into the blueprint of the divine weapon he had envisioned.
Xue Yin's expression remained calm and unchanged. Raising a hand, he handed