The Storm Alliance Headquarters

"arrive."

Upon hearing the driver's voice, the grappling hook next to him spoke up, indicating that Qin Mo could take off his blindfold.

The moment the blindfold was allowed to be removed, Qin Mo subconsciously looked up and his heart stirred slightly.

At this point, the entire convoy stopped on a flat area at the top of the mountain.

This place is perched atop a cluster of peaks, overlooking countless mountains that seem to lie prostrate at its feet, while clouds surge gently through the valleys.

The headquarters of the Wind and Rain Alliance was built by carving into the mountainside, with flying eaves and pavilions spreading out along the mountain, and suspended walkways winding around the cliffs, giving it the grandeur of a major martial arts sect.

Among the ancient buildings, there are also traces of modern architecture.

A flat helipad is set up on the edge of the cliff, and there are hidden light strips under the bluestone road.

The guards patrolling back and forth are dressed in tight-fitting uniforms and wear communication devices in their ears, blending ancient and modern styles without looking out of place.

The entire area was heavily guarded, with checkpoints, both visible and hidden, scattered throughout the strategic passes, and martial artists on duty everywhere one looked.

Off-road vehicles arrived in droves from all directions, and people from all walks of life made their appearance one after another.

Besides the members of the four major families of the Wind and Rain Alliance, there were also lone martial arts masters and accompanying teams from various powerful families of Nanzhao.

The bustling crowds and lively atmosphere made it seem like a grand banquet being held deep in the mountains.

However, undercurrents were swirling within the crowd, with many people secretly wary of each other and harboring their own ulterior motives.

But what Qin Mo cared about most was the very center of the mountain peak.

A palace-like building stood proudly in the center, with a wide space in front of it and a solitary sword-offering platform.

Even before the Divine King Sword had appeared, a chilling aura had already permeated the air.

This mountain peak, hidden deep in the clouds, is the headquarters of the Wind and Rain Alliance, which controls the martial arts landscape of Nanzhao.

Qin Mo was still observing his surroundings when Wang Yuyan got out of the car and saw him staring blankly at the sword-offering platform. A hint of disdain flashed across her pretty face.

She dressed up specially for today's sword-testing competition.

She was wearing the latest design from a private designer: a slip dress, black stockings, and stiletto heels, with her long, curly hair styled in a delicate and alluring way.

She walks with a graceful and swaying gait.

After Wang Yuanwu got off the car, he ran into an acquaintance and went over to exchange pleasantries.

She walked over to Qin Mo, her contempt undisguised: "Stop looking. No matter how much you look, it's not something you can touch."

Qin Mo turned his head and glanced at her, his expression somewhat puzzled.

Wang Yuyan ignored her and continued, "You see, this is the world of the hidden martial arts sect."

"For someone like you, who spends your whole life trapped in the mundane world and struggling to make a living, we are born to walk the path of martial arts and stand at the pinnacle of the mundane world."

"You are still pursuing so-called fame and fortune, while we have already begun to pursue extraordinary power. You and we are fundamentally different."

Qin Mo remained calm and listened quietly to her, wanting to see what this Miss Wang was really up to.

Seeing that he didn't react, Wang Yuyan assumed he was seeing things and scoffed disdainfully:

"In short, the five million my dad gave you was just an opportunity provided by the Wang family to broaden your horizons."

"Don't get carried away by this sight and try to squeeze into a circle that doesn't belong to you. I'm just giving you a friendly reminder: testing a sword is dangerous, and the Divine King Sword is a divine weapon of martial arts. If an ordinary person like you rashly covets it, you'll only bring about your own death."

She pointed at Qin Mo, her tone carrying a hint of warning:

"Recognize each other's boundaries, behave yourselves and watch the ceremony, just like you've taken a trip to Peach Blossom Spring."

After you descend the mountain, return to your mundane world honestly and don't harbor any improper thoughts.

After she finished speaking, Qin Mo did not reply immediately, and there was a few seconds of silence between them.

For those few seconds, Wang Yuyan's arrogant expression almost froze on her face.

Just as she was about to explode in anger, Qin Mo spoke up, succinctly stating four words: "If you're sick, get treatment."

Wang Yuyan's expression froze, and her beautiful eyes instantly flashed with anger: "You!"

Qin Mo didn't even glance at him, and walked straight to the side to look for Huo Shaochong and the others.

Seeing his expression, Wang Yuyan was furious and gritted her teeth: "Heh, let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness."

"Don't think that just because you have some skills, you can be compared to us."

"I know you're probably completely shocked right now, aren't you? Do you think pretending to be nonchalant can hide your greed?"

"Just wait and see, in the next couple of days you'll realize just how insignificant your world is!"

She believed that Qin Mo was merely putting on a brave face at this moment.

Over the years, many experts from outside the Alliance have come to Fengyu Alliance seeking to make friends.

Regardless of their status or position outside, they were all deeply shocked when they saw the headquarters of the Storm Alliance.

How could Qin Mo, an ordinary and unknown junior, not be trembling?

It's all just an act.

He was clearly stunned when he saw the sword-offering platform.

Now he's looking around so much, it's like he can't take it all in.

Seeing his stubbornness, Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth: "Just you wait, I'll make you realize the difference between us, and then you'll be crying and begging me for forgiveness!"

"Yu Yan, come here."

At this moment, Wang Yuanwu's voice came from behind, drawing Wang Yuyan's attention back.

She turned her head and saw Ke Yongkang, her pretty face showing surprise.

"Old Ke!"

Upon seeing Ke Yongkang, Wang Yuyan's resentment vanished instantly, and she regained her previous air of dignified elegance as a young lady from a martial arts family.

She was somewhat surprised: Wasn't Ke Yongkang supposed to have been bedridden for several years and be nearing the end of his life? Now he's actually able to get out of bed and even participate in the sword-testing competition!

Wang Yuanwu called out to her, "Yu Yan, come and say hello to Grandpa Ke."

Wang Yuyan obediently stepped forward and nodded and bowed to Ke Yongkang with demure manner: "Grandpa Ke, it's been a long time."

Upon seeing her, Ke Yongkang greeted her with a warm smile: "This must be Yu Yan, right? You've grown even more beautiful in the years we haven't seen you. Yuan Wu, you're truly blessed."

"Unlike my sons, they really give me a headache."

When talking about his son, Ke Yongkang remained as composed as ever, as if the incident of Ke Zhenxiong plotting to harm him had never happened.

However, after they finished speaking, both Old Ke and Uncle Shi accurately captured Wang Yuanwu's expression.

I want to see how he will react when he hears the name Ko Chen-hsiung.

This is also one of the reasons why Elder Ke came here in person today: to see who else is an ally besides Su Chengfeng.

But Wang Yuanwu showed no sign of his suspicion, instead replying with a smile, "Old Ke, you jest. Everyone knows that the Ke family members are all top-notch talents. Your third young master is a hero who sacrificed himself for the country. How could my brat compare?"

"Oh, by the way, why didn't Zhenxiong come today?"