Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

  The mighty clan in the north was basically an ancient heavy industry. They were not built in a normal city, because it occupied a lot of space. Due to the necessity to protect their skills of sword crafting, it was a very dangerous thing to build forges in cities full of people.

  Many years ago, the previous clan masters of the mighty northern clan had their Sword Crafting Hall and also the entire industry move to a snow mountain. They set a heavily fortified fortress built with a hill behind it overlooking a lake. The name of the fortress was Heaven Shaking Fortress, and it was built at the foot of a snow mountain. The area around it was very wide, and it was very popular in the game.

  But since it was built outside the city, the mighty northern clan was the local lord within a circular area of thirty-one miles. The rules in that place were much more unique compared to a normal city.

  No martial artists were allowed a third of a mile to Heaven Shaker Fortress, or else, they would be considered to be infringing upon the name of the mighty northern clan and bring upon themselves the attacks and even pursuit of the elites from the clan!

  Even the people who were taken as disciples of the mighty northern clan could only move around in a certain area outside Heaven Shaker Fortress. They could not enter the core of the mighty northern clan’s Sword Crafting Hall. Only the outstanding disciples who had been acknowledged by the mighty northern clan had the right to enter.

  Hence, the outside world was incredibly curious toward the inner structure of the mighty clan in the north, including their Sword Crafting Hall which was rumored to have produced many divine weapons.

  With the help from the abandoned disciples of Sword Sect, Happy obtained a set of clothes for the northern clan disciples. He disguised himself, followed a carriage that went out to pick logs, and entered Heaven Shaker Fortress.

  Whoosh!

  A biting cold wind swept through the caravan moving over the snow ground. The coachmen hunched their shoulders, tugged their sleeves, and breathed into their hands.

  “This weather is going to freeze someone to their deaths.”

  The coachmen sat together and chatted. Sometimes, they whipped their horses. Fortunately, the wheels of the carriages were actually sleds, and the horses did not need to use much strength to move.

  “When we go back, I’m definitely going to drink a few pots of wine to warm up my body.”

  “Old Wang, your nephew looks pretty weak, are you sure he’ll be fine?” One of the coachmen turned his head around to look at a young man behind them who had his face covered tightly. He laughed loudly. “Them southerners can’t stand the cold on our side.”

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  “The young’un will be fine. I brought him here this time to train.” The one who replied with a silly grin was one of the abandoned disciples of Sword Sect, Torn Army. He followed the caravan and sat together with the person he bribed.

  The “young’un” they mentioned was naturally Happy.

  He was dressed in a very exaggerated fashion. He had a few quilt jackets on him and even a huge hat made of pelts. While the howling wind blew at him, he sat on the carriage frame.

  The snow land around him might be cold, but Happy was actually boiling over.

  His Nine Yang Divine Skill circulated on its own, and while he appeared no different compared to a normal person and did not have any basis in martial arts, he remained warm in the cold. Dressing up heavily just made him feel burdened and heavy. In fact, it was so hot that he felt horrible.

  But it was necessary for him to put on a disguise when he went with the caravan.

  Happy sat hunched in a ball in the carriage while he sensed the changes of the world within 328 feet around him. He also thought about how he should complete the quest.

  The request from the abandoned disciples of Sword Sect was very simple. All they wanted was simple revenge. As long as Happy could steal Heaven Crystal while Sword Sect, the mighty northern clan, and the Nangong Clan watched over it, he would be considered to have completed the quest perfectly.

  The quest might be risky, and he might have a bounty placed on his head by the three famous clans and sect once he failed, but Happy felt that it was still worth it to take the risk for a divine weapon, Heaven Crystal.

  It was especially so when he had eight Fire Qilin Scales with him. His Heavenly Silk King Ice Gloves were already at the fourth echelon, and it had become a middle-grade divine weapon at the fourth echelon!

  He could refine Dragon Saber, but as of then, he still had not obtained any suitable saber technique for it. Hence, Happy thought about setting aside Dragon Saber for the time being, obtaining Heaven Crystal first, and refining it to the fourth echelon. Once he completed the quest, the damage of his Flying Dragon Sword Technique would become inconceivable!

  He did not think about how he would fare against One Emperor with a fourth-echelon Heaven Crystal for now, but when he faced Myth Realm elites, he would not be completely helpless.

  At that time, perhaps the intelligent beast Fire Qilin in Sky Demon Secret Cave would run away when it saw him!

  Just as Happy’s thoughts ran wild, an incredibly faint sound reached his ears from a distance. It was as if a small twig had fallen into the snow, and the sound was so weak that it was difficult for anyone to notice.

  Happy frowned. He subconsciously straightened his body while sitting in the carriage. He calmly unfurled his body, which he had pretended to curl up previously, and entered a guarded state!

  They were still a distance away from Heaven Shaker Fortress. Even though they were within the mighty northern clan’s sphere of influence, there was still a possibility that they would run into bandits.

  There was a lot of noise suddenly.

  The sounds of robes fluttering and the faint crunch of snow did not catch any of the caravan NPCs’ attention, but Happy could hear it clearly, since he had powerful spiritual senses.

  He frowned.

  ‘This quest is indeed not an easy one.’ Happy groaned in his heart.

  It was a quest related to a top-grade divine weapon, so every small segment would contain countless dangers and difficulties. The caravan had attracted no fewer than three Inaction Realm martial artists and more than twenty Moksha Realm elites.

  ‘They’re either from Sword Sect or the Nangong Clan!’

  “Who is it?!”

  The caravan came to a swift halt!

  The people in the caravan also seemed to have some degree of skill. When their enemies were 164 feet away from them, they finally noticed that the area around them was no longer calm and shouted in anger.

  “This is the caravan of the mighty northern clan. My brothers on the road, do pay attention and see that we are not your enemies.”

  The mighty northern clansmen had clearly noticed that the people who approached the caravan had extraordinary skill. The speaker’s tone became grave, and he stated his identity before they could approach them. At the same time, he was also giving a reminder to his own people.

  Right when he finished speaking, cold wind blew. The three Inaction Realm martial artists landed lightly in front of the caravan and blocked it in the shape of a triangle. Their white and noble-looking clothes, longswords that were as clear as autumn water, and their young as well as arrogant faces showed their statuses very clearly!

  They were people from Sword Sect!

  “Haha!”

  The young man in the lead walked toward the caravan and said, “Don’t be afraid. We’re from Sword Sect, our friends from the mighty northern clan. We came here in the hopes that we can ride with you and become guests in your clan.”

  There was only one Moksha Realm martial artist in the caravan. The others were all in Life and Death Realm. There was also only one abandoned Sword Sect disciple who could not show his strength, and Happy instantly found himself in a troublesome situation.

  When he saw that the mighty northern clansmen were in danger, Happy found it hard to say anything about the situation. He continued to sit in the carriage while “shivering” and watching the events unfold.

  “It’s the people from Sword Sect. I can’t attack. Don’t do anything rash either. We’ll watch the situation. If they decide to kill us to keep us quiet, we’ll run,” Torn Army said from one of the carriages ahead in a way that only Happy could hear.

  He relaxed after hearing that.