Chapter 304: Seize the Young Master? One Hundred and Forty Legendary Special Weapons?!

Hummm——！！

The Fuben fissure blazed with white light!

Lin Mo stepped out from the fissure.

He looked relaxed and at ease, utterly unlike someone who had just endured a great battle.

"He's out!!!"

As Lin Mo appeared,

the entire square erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.

"The Demon King!!!"

"Big Boss Lin Mo!!!"

The wave of noise surged straight to the clouds.

The Longxu Class students surged forward all at once.

"Class Leader!"

"Class Leader, you're so cool!"

Everyone clustered around Lin Mo, their eyes filled with fervent admiration.

Han Mengqing squeezed to the front.

The next moment,

her eyes widened.

"What the hell!"

"Class Leader! How are you level 45?!"

Only then did the other Longxu Class students realize.

Lin Mo rubbed his nose, looking utterly calm.

He casually explained:

"Can't be helped—there were bosses everywhere inside; the EXP was really abundant."

Even before defeating the Destruction Dragon, Lin Mo's level was already nearing 45.

After defeating the Destruction Dragon, he smoothly reached level 45.

Ye Kong heard Lin Mo's words and a bitter smile curled his lips.

He glanced at his own level.

Level 37.

When he entered Longxu Class, his level was about the same as Lin Mo's.

Now…?

The gap was completely widened.

He guessed that by the time the Class Leader hit level 100, he'd be lucky to reach level 60.

At that moment,

Nie Lao, Guhe, and others pushed through the crowd and walked over.

"Hahaha!"

Principal Guhe laughed heartily.

"Lin Mo, Lin Mo!"

"Excellent! You didn't disgrace Jingda or our nation!"

Lin Tianhao strode forward and wrapped his arm around Lin Mo's shoulder, giving him a hearty slap.

"You brat!"

"You weren't hurt, were you?"

Lin Mo smiled and shook his head.

"Dad, honestly, among peers of the same age and level, no one's been born yet who can hurt me."

"You kid, good! That arrogance of yours—just like me!"

Lin Tianhao looked at Lin Mo and burst into laughter.

Nie Zhenguo also stepped forward.

He sized up Lin Mo, then began asking:

"Lin Mo."

"What exactly happened inside?"

"Did the seven nations really unite?"

Hearing Nie Lao's question,

everyone around fell silent.

Lin Mo nodded.

"Yes, Nie Lao. Your guess was right."

"They did unite."

"But…"

"Their strength was really nothing special—united, they were still just that."

At these words,

Nie Lao could only sigh and shake his head.

Strength was nothing special?

Even if weak, they were still 140 top prodigies from various nations.

In any edition of the Ten Thousand Nations Arena, they'd have been an invincible force capable of sweeping all before them.

Put simply,

it wasn't that they were weak.

It was that your strength was way too overpowered!

Nie Zhenguo took a deep breath, patted Lin Mo's shoulder, and said with satisfaction:

"Regardless,

you did an outstanding job this time!"

"You annihilated the seven-nation alliance without a scratch and secured three Legendary Special Weapons and a Divine Forge Stone."

"That's a great haul."

Hearing Nie Lao's praise,

Lin Mo paused.

"Three?"

"Nie Lao, the bosses did drop three, but I also seized 140 Legendary Special Weapons."

"…"

"What?!"

As his words faded,

Nie Zhenguo froze.

Guhe froze.

Xu Wenchang froze.

Even Lin Tianhao's arm, still wrapped around Lin Mo, stiffened mid-air.

What?

140?

Legendary Special Weapons?

Everyone knew these two terms.

But together, why did they feel so odd?

When did Legendary Special Weapons become this cheap?!

These are strategic-level resources!

Nie Zhenguo was the first to recover.

"Lin Mo, you mean…"

"Each member of the seven-nation alliance entered carrying a Special Weapon to hunt you down?"

Lin Mo nodded calmly.

"Yes."

"Honestly, picking them up made my waist ache."

As Lin Mo spoke,

he began pulling out Special Weapons.

One after another, Legendary Special Weapons tumbled from his hands, golden and gleaming, dumped in piles on the ground.

Nie Zhenguo was dazzled by the golden glow.

He grabbed Lin Mo's hand, stopping him from pulling out more.

"Enough, enough—we believe you, we believe it all."

Next to him, Xu Wenchang's face was numb.

He clutched his chest, gasping for breath.

Are these seven nations' allied forces really insane? Are they just handing out gifts to Longguo?

But you can't blame them.

After all, Lin Mo's strength is simply beyond reason.

Even if it were fourteen hundred weapons, it would still be useless.

The high-grade skills Lin Mo controls outnumber any single person's mid-grade skills.

How can you fight this?

It's outright dimensional suppression!

Guhe took a long time to calm his emotions.

With this batch of specialized weapons,

Longguo's overall strength will likely experience another surge.

He looked at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Alright, alright."

"It's getting late tonight."

"Lin Mo must be exhausted from being inside—let him go rest."

Saying this,

he added to Lin Mo:

"Lin Mo."

"Keep the Divine Casting Stone safe for now."

"I'll go speak to that old man tonight."

"Tomorrow morning, head to Tianshui City."

"I'll have him personally use this Divine Casting Stone, along with your legendary specialized weapons, to forge you a taboo-level specialized weapon."

Hearing Guhe's words,

Nie Zhen Guo chimed in:

"Tianshui City?"

"Perfect—Longguo's Mage Association is also in Tianshui City."

"I'll tell Old Feng tonight and have him arrange someone to meet you."

"You've already been granted special membership in the Mage Association—this time, just go through the formalities."

Hearing the two elders' arrangements,

Lin Mo nodded firmly.

"Alright, no problem."

"I'll follow your instructions."

Then,

Lin Mo pointed at the legendary specialized weapons on the ground and looked at Old Nie.

"Old Nie, what should we do with these weapons?"

Lin Mo weighed it in his mind.

He had no use for so many specialized weapons.

As for using these weapons to bargain with the state for favors?

There was absolutely no need.

With his current status in Longguo,

the Five Elders of Tian Shu Mansion would rather worship him.

Every top-tier resource in Longguo would be delivered to him without hesitation if he asked.

Making demands would only seem distant and formal.

Hearing Lin Mo's question,

Nie Zhen Guo paused briefly:

"Follow the standard procedure."

"Collect them all first. Someone will come to you tonight to handle the handover."

"Alright."

Lin Mo nodded.

Then he re-stowed the specialized weapons into his backpack.

With all matters settled,

Nie Zhen Guo waved his hand.

"That's it then—everyone, disperse."

Lin Tianhao slung an arm around Lin Mo's shoulder and let out a loud, hearty laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

"Come on, son!"

"Today you've brought great honor to the Lin family—and to all of Longguo!"

Lin Tianhao's face glowed with pride.

"Dad's treating you to a feast tonight! Pick any monster dish you want—there's plenty!"

Hearing his father's boisterous voice,

Lin Mo laughed too.

"Alright."

"My appetite's gotten huge these days—don't go worrying about your wallet."

"Worrying? Pfft! I've got more money than I know what to do with!"

Lin Tianhao draped his arm over Lin Mo's shoulder and walked toward the outskirts of the Fuben.

Night fell.

Lin Mo's lips curled slightly.

After dinner, he'd return to the villa to study a new wind-element skill.

He hoped his new family members would get along well with Xiao Huo and the others.

Then, tomorrow, he'd head to Tianbei City to claim his own taboo-level specialized weapon!

By then,

his elemental control would likely advance by a major stage.