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Early in the morning, Mo Wen entered the city. Although he had already completed the Qi Refinement Realm at a young age, which was quite impressive, he felt pressure from the group he encountered in the forest led by Zi Lan. Despite having the ability to fight across realms against Demon Beasts and Chimeras, he was uncertain about his strength against human Cultivators. Regardless, the gap in realms between him and his peers was evident, and he needed to quickly acquire Kung Fu to reach the Ning Shen Realm.
Shaking off his thoughts, he began searching for the Neural Pavilion. He had heard from Li Erniu that some Kung Fu in their village was purchased from the Neural Pavilion. He hadn’t asked Erniu whether there was a Neural Pavilion in Moro City, but considering it was a relay city, it should have a branch. He planned to take a good walk and learn about the local customs and culture.
After wandering around the city for most of the day without finding the Neural Pavilion, he didn’t feel bored as he observed the bustling streets. Suddenly, the crowd ahead began to stir and moved aside, seemingly making way for someone. Mo Wen stepped aside as well; although he wasn’t afraid of trouble, there was no need to invite unnecessary conflict.
As people continued to part around him, Mo Wen saw a group approaching from the opposite direction. Leading them were three young men around seventeen or eighteen years old, looking like elegant young masters. Their aura was prominent, and behind them followed twenty or thirty men who appeared to be their attendants.
“Wow! Is that really the Moro Three Young Masters? They are so handsome!” exclaimed several infatuated girls in the crowd, gazing at the trio with admiration.
“Pfft! Who knows how much wealth they spent to achieve their current realm,” scoffed a boy next to one of the girls, clearly displeased with her infatuation.
“Don’t talk like that; you’re no different yourself, and your realm isn’t even as high as theirs…”
Mo Wen wasn’t interested in such petty jealousy described in stories. However, what the boy said was true; all three of the Moro Three Young Masters were at Qi Binding Realm but exhibited an unstable foundation due to their restless aura. Although he wasn’t interested in participating in the Wu Hui competition, he was curious about the strength of this younger generation in Moro City.
“Excuse me, brother, who are these Moro Three Young Masters?” Mo Wen greeted a middle-aged man nearby and struck up a conversation.
“Young brother must not be from Moro City?”
“You have keen eyes; I’m here with my family’s merchant caravan.”
“No wonder you haven’t heard of them. The Moro Three Young Masters are talented youths from three prominent families in Moro City: the Bai Family, the Liu Family, and Wang Family. Since they are of similar age and realm and often appear together, they’ve earned this title. It is said that all three are strong contenders for this city’s Martial Arts Tournament Champion,” the middle-aged man briefly introduced Mo Wen to the situation regarding the Moro Three Young Masters.
“Thank you for enlightening me.”
“Considering your manners, I’ll give you a piece of advice: keep your distance from those three.”
“Thank you for your guidance.” Mo Wen cupped his hands in gratitude and continued moving with the crowd. Even without the man's warning, he could tell that those three were likely arrogant individuals. However, this didn’t matter much to him since he wasn’t participating in Wu Hui and wouldn’t encounter them again.
He continued searching for the Neural Pavilion but still found nothing; it seemed there was no branch of Neural Pavilion in Moro City after all. Before he knew it, he had arrived at a square that was now sealed off by soldiers.
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