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With the formation of the anti-Mo Clan alliance, the countdown to the Mo Clan's demise had begun.
Three days passed without notice. During this time, Mo Yu tirelessly worked on repairing the Sixfold Grand Void Sword in the quiet room that the Ye family had prepared for him.
Fortunately, although the Sixfold Grand Void Sword was a fourth-grade weapon, Mo Yu only needed to repair it rather than forge a new one. Plus, the Ye family provided abundant materials for the repair. After three days, he successfully restored it.
Looking at the majestic sword in his hand, glimmering with a cold light, Mo Yu couldn't help but marvel at Ye Fan's luck.
Although the sword path wasn't prevalent in the Dou Qi Continent, that didn't mean swordsmanship was weak. On the contrary, swordsmanship was a great path. In Mo Yu's past life, he had witnessed many sword masters whose strength made even him yield.
Ye Fan, rising from an ordinary background to become the founder of one of the four great families in the northeastern province, undoubtedly relied heavily on this sword and its accompanying sword techniques.
Even though the sword was impressive, Mo Yu didn't covet it. He straightened his clothes and walked out of the room.
In the slightly dim hallway, Ye Fan leaned against the wall. His aged and frail face appeared calm, but the fingers tapping on the wall betrayed his anxiety and tension.
Feeling time slipping away, Ye Fan glanced at the tightly closed door at the end of the hallway, frowning and sighing after a moment.
Three days ago, Mo Yu had promised to repair the Sixfold Grand Void Sword if provided with a quiet, undisturbed room for three days.
But now, with those three days almost up, Ye Fan couldn't help but wonder if Mo Yu might fail. If he did, Ye Fan feared he wouldn't survive his injuries...
Rubbing his hands, worry finally showed on Ye Fan's once-calm face as he murmured to himself, "Could he have failed? Sigh, I might have been too rash after all.
"Although Mo Yu's strength is hard to gauge, he's still too young... Even if he started learning the art of forging from birth, it's only been a little over a decade... How accomplished could he possibly be in forging in just over ten years?"
Ye Fan clenched his fist, his expression fluctuating before he shook his head in resignation, a bitter smile crossing his lips. "At this point, all I can do is hope that he can pull off a miracle. After all, he's a youth whose depths I couldn't see through even after decades of experience..."
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Ye Fan's fingers tapped restlessly on the wall, and suddenly, a surge of Dou Qi wrapped around his hand like a sword, piercing a hole through the wall when he jabbed it.
"Go and check!" Ye Fan's withered face twitched. Unable to endure the waiting any longer, he took a deep breath and turned to stride down the hallway.
As he turned, he suddenly froze, his body stiffening as his expression shifted to shock. He stood dumbfounded, staring at the relaxed young man in a green robe, leaning casually against the wall.
After a moment, Ye Fan swallowed hard and hurried forward, his voice urgent, "Brother Mo Yu, did you succeed?"
Mo Yu smiled faintly and walked toward the anxious Ye Fan. With a wave of his hand, he handed over a long sword, chuckling softly, "I didn't disappoint."
Gazing at the Sixfold Grand Void Sword, now radiating a brilliant light once more, Ye Fan's hands trembled as he took it from Mo Yu. Even the whiskers on his aged face quivered with excitement.
He carefully cradled the restored sword in both hands, feeling a wave of familiarity wash over him. Unnoticed, his damaged spiritual energy began to recover.
Realizing this, a flash of joy and astonishment spread across Ye Fan's wrinkled face.
The joy, of course, came from the successful restoration of the Sixfold Grand Void Sword.
The astonishment... was because he still found it hard to believe that in just three days, this seemingly twenty-something young man had truly repaired the Sixfold Grand Void Sword—something that the Ye family had been unable to fix even after searching throughout the entire northeastern province.
"This young man is definitely not an ordinary person..." At that moment, Ye Fan's mind echoed with a newfound respect for Mo Yu.
Looking at Ye Fan, who was overjoyed and tightly holding the Sixfold Grand Void Sword, Mo Yu smiled gently, "Grand Elder Ye, I've successfully repaired the sword for you. Now, we just have to wait for you to recover your full strength before discussing the plan to eliminate the Mo Clan."
Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded with a smile. With the Sixfold Grand Void Sword restored, he could nourish his soul through the sword. He might even advance further, breaking through to the four-star Dou Ling.
Because of this, he now held great respect for Mo Yu and responded warmly, "Indeed. Give me about half a month, and I should be back to my peak condition. Then, I'll join hands with you, Brother Mo Yu, to wipe out the Mo Clan!"
Mo Yu nodded at Ye Fan's words. This old man was indeed shrewd, but with the Sixfold Grand Void Sword in hand, he was also a formidable ally.
Moreover, Mo Yu wasn't worried about Ye Fan turning on him after recovering his strength. Although he hadn't forged the sword, he had made a few modifications during the repair.
If things went south, Mo Yu's Weapon Explosion Art would easily turn Ye Fan's situation into a disaster.
"By the way, did your family manage to find the Beast Soul Fusion Blood Pill I need?" Mo Yu asked, thinking of the still-slumbering Purple Flame.
Hearing Mo Yu's question, Ye Fan frowned and replied, "I've already tasked Ye Cong with handling this matter. The president of the Black Rock City Alchemist Guild, Master Frank, is an old acquaintance of mine, so we should have news soon."
As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, a Ye family servant approached, bowed to him, and respectfully said, "Old Patriarch, the clan leader has returned. He brought with him President Frank of the Alchemist Guild and Miss Xue Mei. The clan leader has asked for Mr. Mo Yu's presence."
"Oh?" Ye Fan's aged face showed a trace of surprise. Frank visiting the Ye family in person was unusual. He glanced at Mo Yu, realizing that the visit likely had to do with the Beast Soul Fusion Blood Pill.
Noticing Ye Fan's look, Mo Yu also understood. He nodded and said, "In that case, Grand Elder Ye, you should focus on recovering your strength. I'll head out to see them."
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