The Wang Family's Eldest Young Master lay on the ground twitching for quite a while before finally recovering.
Fortunately, the Crimson Fire Lightning had not caused him any actual harm. However, the pain it inflicted was enough to make him remember it for the rest of his life.
Young Master Wang the Second's anger burned even hotter. After all, they were one of the foremost native lineages of the Ruo Wood Domain. When had they ever suffered such a dumb loss?
He had wanted to argue with Luo Zheng, but Mo Po'er stopped him outright.
"Count this matter against Famous Sword Divine City. If anyone is to blame, it can only be the flaw in this formation," Mo Po'er said indifferently.
Faced with the acting City Lord, Young Master Wang the Second could only feel helpless. He glared hatefully at Luo Zheng before turning away.
After sending the two Young Masters of the Wang Family off, Mo Po'er finally turned to Luo Zheng with a smile. "Congratulations. You are the first True God in the history of Famous Sword Divine City to seize all the swords."
"Is there a reward?" Luo Zheng asked, staring at Mo Po'er.
"Heh heh." A pleased expression appeared on Mo Po'er's face. "Naturally, there is no reward. But this means you will go farther on Ruo Wood! Still... I will send a letter up and list myself as your recommender. I believe the elders of the Sword Race will pay special attention to you..."
Hearing this, Luo Zheng was not disappointed.
Given the circumstances he was in, he had to seize every opportunity.
"Can I climb Ruo Wood now?" Luo Zheng asked, looking toward the West Gate in the distance.
Mo Po'er moved aside, clearing a path, and spread out an arm. "Please!"
"Rumble..."
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