"Oh, really?" Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows, then changed the subject and said, "Did the three artifacts refined by your Xuanyuan clan also come from here?"
"Of course!" When Xuanyuan Meng mentioned the three artifacts, his eyes were full of pride.
Not only her, the three artifacts are the pride of the entire Xuanyuan clan!
"The three artifacts of our Xuanyuan clan were refined by the first-generation saint. No one can surpass them so far."
"Awesome!" Mo Yuan pretended to be shocked, then lowered his voice and asked tentatively: "Is it possible that after so long, the Xuanyuan family can't surpass it?"
Xuanyuan Meng was slightly startled, frowned, and seemed to be deep in thought.
"I heard Mr. Ruo say that your Xuanyuan clan invited him here to study and refine a magic weapon that surpasses the three artifacts." Mo Yuan's eyes narrowed and he asked again.
"You know?" Xuanyuan Meng raised his eyebrows, but became wary.
"I overheard something." Mo Yuan calmly looked at the tall tower and said, "Well, we bodyguards probably won't be able to get a powerful magic weapon in this life."
Xuanyuan Meng couldn't find any doubts on Mo Yuan's face, and then he calmed down and said, "Actually, it's not impossible."
"Really?" Mo Yuan's eyes lit up and he looked at Xuanyuan Meng in surprise.
This reaction, in Xuanyuan Meng's eyes, was like a big fish taking the bait. "Of course, I am the maid of the saint. As long as I ask, I can get powerful magic weapons from the saint."
"What you mean is that you can give me the magic weapon." A hint of greed flashed in Mo Yuan's eyes. This reaction was very real.
"Of course." Xuanyuan Meng narrowed his eyes, suddenly approached Mo Yuan, and raised his hand to caress that generous chest.
However, Mo Yuan quickly dodged.
"Miss Meng, let's walk forward." Mo Yuan smiled and said naturally.
Xuanyuan Meng gritted his teeth, with a look of resentment on his face, hum, let me see how long you can keep pretending? There is not a single man in this world who is not lewd.
"Miss Meng, where is that place?" At this time, Mo Yuan pointed to a tightly guarded building in front and asked doubtfully.
As soon as he saw this building, Xuanyuan Meng's expression became a little unnatural. "This is where the Xuanyuan clan imprisoned traitors and committed crimes."
"That's it." Mo Yuan had already concluded that Xiaoman's mother might be locked up here.
However, the place is heavily guarded, and it is unlikely to rescue people quietly.
In particular, he felt a powerful deterrent from this place. This means that there is a very powerful person hidden in this building.
"A person who can be imprisoned by the Xuanyuan clan must be very powerful, right?" Mo Yuan's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and this fighting spirit also attracted Xuanyuan Meng's attention. "I really want to meet these people."
"I advise you not to have this idea." Xuanyuan Meng frowned and advised: "With your strength, you probably won't even be able to enter the first floor."
"Let's put it this way. This cage is divided into eighteen levels, and will be imprisoned according to the strength of the person being imprisoned. The stronger the person, the lower it will be."
Mo Yuan seemed to be interested and couldn't help asking: "So... who is the person imprisoned on the 18th floor?"
Xuanyuan Meng opened his mouth but stopped talking.
(End of chapter)