"Did the city lords of Mist Ridge only manage to part the mist and establish their cities by relying on the power of Divine Weapons?"
Night.
Inside the courtyard.
As usual, Chen Mu lay in the rocking chair beneath the Moon Bark Tree, gazing at the sky with its faint glimmer of light. He silently lost himself in thought over the news he had heard that afternoon.
Rumor had it that Lu Gong's divine might was unmatched, that he had relied on the most ordinary Great Strength Divine Ability to hack his way through thorns and brambles and build White Bird City.
Because of that, everyone said there were no bad Divine Abilities, only bad people.
But now that he thought about it, the Divine Weapon had been the true reason Lu Gong managed to establish White Bird City.
Without a Divine Weapon, he simply could not have held back the all-pervading mist of Mist Ridge, much less resisted the elusive Black Wind that came and went like a ghost.
As for why no one had mentioned it before...
"Most likely, Lu Gong deliberately concealed it." Chen Mu came to the realization.
If they did not know the secret of the Divine Weapon, White Bird City's people would only think their city lord was truly formidable.
But if they learned that all of the city lord's divine might came from an external object...
Heh, then old Lu Gong was nothing more than a scarecrow stuck in the ground, waiting to have his head sold!
"White Bird City is probably going to be lively for a while." Chen Mu chuckled.
Before, only outsiders had coveted that ownerless Divine Weapon. Now that the news had spread within White Bird City, the locals certainly would not remain unmoved.
Building a city, becoming the