Weapon seller in the world of magic

Wuji sect, Mt. Wu, Kunlun mountain range, Leon Empire;

The grand formation of the Wuji sect was unleashed by one of the grand elders with just a thought in his head.

It was actually surprising for the other grand elder and the elders that the key to this ancient formation was actually with their grand mage instead of the Patriarch himself.

Very soon, everyone felt the effects of the formation. Their connection to ether energy was cut off and a translucent barrier covered the entire mountain. Even the outer sect disciples and elders living in lower altitudes weren't spared.

The only people who weren't affected were the grand mage and Lan Ju, the former being the caster and the latter being a demigod realm beast.

As Lan Ju stayed silent and calmly observed the changes in the surroundings, Patriarch Lai Peng mocked him with overconfidence, "Didn't your allies from the Kunlun sect tell you about our defense formation? If you came here to act bossy even after knowing, then, I must say that you are too arrogant."

"Is it over?" Lan Ju tilted his head and disinterestedly looked at him as if he was bored and disappointed. He further commented, "I thought your so-called formation is something special but it is quite mediocre. I don't even need to showcase my full power to break this."

"You…" As Lai Peng was angered once again by Lan Ju's overbearing attitude, the latter stomped on the ground.

He didn't even use any ether energy but the force behind the stomp was so powerful that a large size crater was formed while the mountain shook as if it experienced an earthquake.

As all the disciples and elders almost lost their balance, Lan Ju has already crossed the invisible bubble around the mountain.

The moment he exited its range of just 300 meters from the peak of the mountain, pressure completely disappeared on him and he floated in the sky while looking down at the dumbfounded elders. Even Lai Peng and the grand mage who was the caster couldn't believe their eyes.

Lan Ju then announced loudly so that every person in the sect hear it, "Disciples of Wuji sect, you have until dawn to prepare yourself for the doom. Those who wish to live can abandon the sect and run for their lives before it becomes too late."

Once he was done with his warning, Lan Ju meaningfully stared at the mountain for a while before flying away and returning to his master.

As the zheng reported to Mark how that defensive formation is nothing but a joke along with another piece of information, he fell into thoughts, "Why was that fellow at Wuji sect? I don't know his intentions but we aren't enemies. Not to mention, he is useful to me in the upcoming days. Hmm…"

After thinking for a while, Mark made the decision and ordered the zheng, "Lan Ju, I need you to bring him to me first thing in the morning. His consent doesn't matter. I just cannot afford to accidentally kill him."

"Understood," Lan Ju nodded.

***

During the evening, Somewhere far away from Mt Wu;

An ordinary-looking young man in ordinary clothes was roaming in a town with the outer sect disciples. Despite not being a disciple of the sect, he was wearing the same clothes as his companions.

As the guy was enjoying his time munching the street snacks, one of his companions spoke, "Say, Long Wei, why did you stick around? You have been only here for a couple of weeks and haven't got any opportunity to learn anything."

"Hmm?" Everyone else looked at their friend.

The young man of the 4-circle realm answered as if he was prepared beforehand, "I actually offended someone with influence. So, I cannot leave unless things cool down there or I become an inner sect disciple."

"I should say it is really strange that the elder didn't directly promote you to the inner sect disciple. I mean you are at 4-circle, qualified to become one," opinioned another outer sect disciple.

Before the young man gets to respond, the remaining one asked, "That's good and all but will we be able to survive tomorrow?"

The young man patted his worried companion with a smile, "Don't need to worry, Brother Bu. According to what Elder Long has informed us, the enemy doesn't have an army. In the case of a war between two armies, the weakest will be used as cannon fodder but if the enemy has limited numbers, then the fight will be between the strongest and the weakest will be spared."

"But Long Wei, what if the Kunlun sect is involved?"

The young man answered confidently, "They won't, atleast directly as they will face the consequences. However, since the Ironpalm sect lost a lot of its strength in their recent expedition, it is quite possible that the Kunlun sect will be involved in this war in a way that won't touch the bottom line of Shaolin and Ironpalm sects."

"Anyways, what happens will happen. Let's forget about tomorrow and enjoy the present. Let's go to the brothel. I wonder if Lady Hua is free to entertain us with her singing."

As the rest of them got excited upon meeting the beauty, the young man named Lu Wei let out a deep sigh as he raised his head and stared at the stars, "Leon Empire is making a ruckus as I have planned. According to uncle Yan, His majesty also appeared to be quite mad at Emperor Shi. Let's hope that war won't erupt out of my disappearance.

And what should I do with this Lu Zhen? He is running amok all over the continent, doing whatever he pleases. He becomes quite uncontrollable. Something had to be done.

Sigh… it is really tough to live the life of a prince.

My mind would have been a lot more peaceful had I been born in a commoner family or in a family of scholars. Well, there's nothing to mull over the matter you don't have any control over."

***

The next day dawn, at Kunlun sect;

"I'll be back in a jiffy, my Schatz," Mark grabbed the worried face of Song Yue and kissed her forehead.

"Be careful…"

As she nodded, Mark pressed the button on the fist-sized box. The exo suit was equipped on him and he slowly flew into the sky.

Followed by him, Lan Ju flew into the sky, and then Xie Mei on the Griffin.