Chapter 48: The Fiery Mo Family Unveils a Tale Once More!On that fateful day, a gathering took place. One hundred warriors clad in golden armor and ten masters of Mohist mechanisms knelt before Ning Chuan, respectfully discussing a matter concerning the young master. Word of this event spread like wildfire through all of Lin’an City, carrying on wings of gossip. Streets and alleys hummed with discussions regarding Ning Chuan’s origins. Some suspected he was an illegitimate son of the Yan Dynasty, while others whispered about a shrouded past he held close. Through word of mouth, these tales grew more elaborate, each retelling more audacious than the last.

However, amid the diverse narratives, one constant remained. Throughout Lin’an City, people gazed upon Ning Chuan with a mixture of profound curiosity and a reverence for the unknown.

Simultaneously, in the secluded quarters of the Seven Blessings Inn, Ning Chuan engaged in an in-depth conversation with the ten Mohist mechanical experts regarding his grand architectural design. During this discussion, Ning Chuan presented his meticulously crafted blueprint of the colossal structure to Yun Jizi, the current leader of the Mohist clan.

The reception of the blueprint followed a predictable pattern as Yun Jizi politely and somewhat sheepishly declined the offer. This outcome brought a sigh from Ning Chuan, confirming the wisdom of entrusting specialized matters to experts in their field.

In the midst of their dialogue, Yun Jizi gradually grasped the magnificence of Ning Chuan’s architectural vision. “Young master,” he declared, eyes sparkling with excitement, “should you entrust this monumental task to me, I would willingly dedicate the remainder of my days to its realization!”

The light of anticipation radiated from Yun Jizi and his cadre of Mohist engineers. As they absorbed Ning Chuan’s description of his grand design, they found themselves utterly astounded. The architectural marvel he envisioned was destined to be a crowning achievement in the Nine Mysterious Realm, transcending history itself. A structure that spanned sky and earth, a timeless sentinel that would illuminate the ages, impervious to the erosion of time’s flow.

Beneath its colossal expanse, stars, sun, and moon would be like mere marbles held in hand, while the cosmic sea of stars would appear no greater than a basin beneath their feet. Yun Jizi’s heart surged with fervor, an eagerness to partake in this sublime endeavor. Once realized, this edifice would stand as the epitome of the Mohist legacy, immortalizing their name for eons to come.

“Well then,” Ning Chuan said with a smile, “I possess twenty million taels of gold at present. Take this as a starting point for procuring necessary materials.”

Yunjizi’s contemplative stroking of his beard signaled his consideration. After a moment, he spoke, “Young master, while twenty million taels may not be insignificant, it pales in comparison to the needs of such an immense project. Regrettably, it falls short.”

Ning Chuan began to respond, but Yun Jizi, resolute, continued, “However, young master, rest assured. I shall devise a strategy to overcome the material challenges. We, as your devoted servants, must alleviate any concern you may harbor. How could we allow you to bear the burden of trifling matters like wealth?”

“The Mo Family shall accompany me in seeking out these necessary resources,” Yun Jizi asserted, his gaze brimming with unwavering dedication.

With Ning Chuan’s approval, Yun Jizi departed swiftly, accompanied by the nine other Mohist elders. Their departure was marked by the resolute light of comrades eager to embark on a momentous quest.

As they vanished from view, Ning Chuan remained alone, reflecting upon his initial design for the colossal edifice. “Truly, crafting architectural blueprints isn’t my forte; perhaps I’m better suited to concocting ideas as fanciful as cakes,” he mused, crossing his legs on the floor. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ NʘvᴇlFire.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

The insight of Chu Xiuhong, the Golden Armored Warrior’s centurion, interrupted his thoughts. “Young master, what’s the notion behind ‘drawing cakes’?”

Ning Chuan laughed and chided, “You’re quite the character. Knowing such idioms won’t serve you any purpose.”

He then added, “By the way, the inn is at full capacity. We’ll have to construct temporary shelters in the backyard.”

With a respectful salute, Chu Xiuhong complied, “Understood!”

Returning to his chamber, Ning Chuan assumed a cross-legged posture on the bed, a pensive expression crossing his features. The notion of ‘painting cakes’ aside, he recognized the wisdom in Yun Jizi’s observations. Twenty million taels of gold might suffice for typical endeavors within the Nine Profound Realm, but it amounted to a mere drop when contrasted with the demands of his grand undertaking.

“It seems I must devise methods to amass wealth,” Ning Chuan reflected, his eyes alight with contemplation. “Furthermore, as the construction of this colossal edifice is impending, it’s high time I christened it.”

“Shall I dub it the ‘Zhenxiu Restaurant’? Ah, the name conjures thoughts of a mere tavern, far too simplistic.”

“Perhaps ‘Storytelling Building’? No, it’s lacking nuance, and I’m more than a mere storyteller now.”

“Maybe ‘Celestial Tower’? Hm, that’s a bit generic.”

“‘Treasure Spire’? No, that’s too pedestrian.”

“Why not ‘Heaven’s Haven’?”

Ning Chuan’s internal monologue traversed a labyrinth of possibilities, each name considered and discarded in turn. Ultimately, he surrendered, releasing his thoughts to the heavens with a sigh.

“Forget it, I’m inept at naming. I’ll decide when construction truly commences.”

With his decision made, he abandoned the contemplation, opting instead to reopen the Hundred Clans training ground and immerse himself in rigorous practice.

Time, ceaseless as a river’s flow, forged ahead, unstoppable. Two days swiftly dissolved into the past.

On this day, a new occasion arose for Ning Chuan to address the public. It marked the day he would unveil the top three individuals on the Heavenly Pride list.

Anticipation gripped the world, casting its gaze toward this event.