Chapter 1096: The Weird Juancheng Treasure House

"Don't call me master!"

"From now on, I will be called the Emperor!"

Hearing the word master, Mo Wentian frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice with some displeasure.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Yuan Podao was still very good at observing words and expressions, looked at Mo Wentian, and changed his words instantly.

"Boss, this old bastard surrendered, what are you going to do next?"

At this moment, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"what to do?"

"This old bastard has surrendered, and it's time for other people to surrender to this emperor!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

"Others surrender?"

"Boss, the strength of the disciples in Juancheng is much stronger than that in Jincheng. It is a great thing for our strength to subdue all these disciples!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, he seemed to think of something, and Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed brightly.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

"Yuan Po, this disciple of Juancheng, I will leave it to you to handle the matter of surrendering to the Emperor!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Yuan Po promises to finish this matter well!"

Hearing this, Yuan Po didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"etc!"

"You take me to the treasure house of Juancheng first!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said coldly.

"Emperor, first let me subdue all the disciples of Juancheng under your feet!"

"Some disciples are already fleeing to seek refuge in other cities!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Po looked at the distance, one after another figure quickly moved towards the city gate, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Turning around, looking at Mo Wentian, he pondered for a while before slowly opening his mouth.

"Want to go out of the city to seek refuge in other cities?"

"They also need to have this ability!"

Hearing this, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.

As early as when Mo Wentian entered this Juancheng, Mo Wentian had already set up a restriction in this Juancheng. With the cultivation base of this Juancheng disciple, it is impossible to break Mo Wentian's restriction. It is impossible.

Therefore, Mo Wentian decided to go to the treasure house in Juancheng very calmly.

"Leaving has this ability? What does he mean by that?"

"Could it be that he set up a ban in front of the city gate?"

"It seems that there is really a restriction. Just look at the bright lights shining in the sky in front of the city gate, not just in front of the city gate, but also the rear city gate, and..."

"This kid is too scary. He even set up restrictions in the entire Juancheng!"

"I really can't get out of Juancheng. Look, they're all back!"

...

After Mo Wentian's words came out, countless martial artists seemed to have discovered something unusual.

Looking at Mo Wentian, their eyes were full of impressive expressions.

You must know that Mo Wen's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Heavenly King, so even if compared with theirs, Mo Wen's cultivation is still far behind.

But Mo Wentian's strength is terrifying and boundless. In front of him, the Yuan army at the peak of the heavenly king can't be called an enemy with one move. Even the perfect Yuanpo of the heavenly king was completely defeated by him.

Now, Mo Wentian actually set up such a terrible restriction in the entire Juan City.

You know, to set up a ban in the entire Juancheng, this is difficult even for warriors in the early days of the emperor!

They could only sigh secretly in their hearts, Mo Wentian, it was too scary!

"Yuan Po, what are you still doing?"

"Take me to the treasure house!"

Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po in a daze, frowned slightly, and shouted in displeasure.

"yes……"

"Yes, Emperor!"

When the cold voice came, Yuan Po came back to his senses in an instant, without the slightest hesitation, he hurriedly said respectfully.

The next moment, he bowed respectfully to Mo Wentian, and then stepped forward, heading towards the treasure house of the City Lord's Mansion.

And as Mo Wentian and others left, the pot exploded again in Juancheng.

"The city lord really took that kid to the treasure house!"

"When that kid goes to the treasure house, he will definitely take away all the cultivation resources of our Juancheng!"

"All the resources have been taken away by this kid, so we stay in Juancheng, what are we going to use to practice?"

"Didn't you listen to what the boy said? He said, let us all surrender to him. Since we surrender to him, then we will bully his people. Since we are his people, why doesn't he give us resources to practice? "

"That's right, we are his people, and the improvement of our strength is also equivalent to the improvement of his strength. It is impossible for him to ignore our cultivation!"

...

Looking at the leaving figure, countless warriors had different expressions.

For some reason, at this moment, when some warriors looked at that cold and arrogant figure, a touch of admiration rose in their hearts.

What's more, from the bottom of their hearts, they even wanted to submit to Mo Wentian's hands.

And at this moment, in the city lord's mansion.

"Boss, in the treasure house of Juancheng, how much more resources do you think there are compared to Jincheng?"

As if remembering something, Huantian stretched out his furry paws.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he said curiously.

"Ask this Yuan Po about this matter, and you will know!"

"You ask the boss, the boss has never been to Juancheng, how can he know how many resources there are in Juancheng?"

Hearing Huantian's words, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at Huantian, Xiaojiao couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said with disgust.

"Yuan Po, report to the Emperor, how many artifacts are there in Juan City?"

Listening to the debate between the dragon and the demon, Mo Wentian shook his head slightly.

The next moment, he seemed to think of something, looked at Yuan Po, and said in a cold voice.

"Reporting to the emperor, there are a total of 150 king-level artifacts in the treasure house of Juancheng!"

"Among them, there are 100 artifacts in the mid-king stage, forty-six artifacts in the late stage of the king stage, and only two artifacts in the peak stage of the king stage. There is also a complete artifact of the king stage, which is my double sword of heavenly bull. It was won in the Great City Lord Battle of the Tianniu Clan once every thousand years!"

Hearing this, Yuan Po replied respectfully without any hesitation.

"Just such a small artifact?"

"What about the elixir?"

Listening to Yuan Po's report, Mo Wentian's eyes obviously flashed with dissatisfaction.

In Juancheng, there are so few artifacts, even less than Jincheng, which is ranked fiftieth.

"Reporting to the emperor, there are only two thousand plants of the elixir in Juancheng at the beginning of the fourth level!"

Seemingly sensing Mo Wentian's dissatisfaction, Yuan Po lowered his head instantly, and even lowered his voice a bit.