CHAPTER 312: MO JIAN PLAN FOR THE SOUTHERN REGION.

The shock from the regional base weapon had yet to fade from the heart of the Sect Master and the elders.

While Mo Jian was mentally prepared for such devastation, they were not.

Even Elder Bai Delan, Elder Luo Zhe, and Elder Han Gan could not believe the result of a single shot.

Still under Mo Jian’s command, they retrieved the weapon and returned to Dust Valley City.

Although the weapon test was successful, there was still some adjustment needed to be done.

Back at the headquarters of the Thousand Wealth Chamber, Mo Jian looked at the three elders with a faint smile playing on his lips.

"I know you are still grappling with the shock, but this is just the beginning," he said seriously. "This is the power of Mystic Mechanic."

"You must not limit your vision to traditional weapons," he added.

Sighing, Elder Bai Delan shook his head. "Young Master, you’re right. But even so... that was beyond anything I’ve ever seen."

The other elders nodded in agreement.

Even though they had created the weapon to stop the powerhouse from stepping into their region, they never expected it to have such overwhelming power.

"Young Master, what should we call the weapon?" Elder Luo Zhen asked after recovering from the shock.

"Mystic Cannon," Mo Jian replied without hesitation.

He had already thought of the weapon’s name and had been waiting for the right moment.

"Mystic Cannon!" The three elders nodded in agreement.

"Now that we have the Mystic Cannon, we should move to the next phase of the plan," Mo Jian said seriously.

"Indeed, Young Master," Elder Bai replied.

"For our region to be safe, we need to prepare three Mystic Cannons." Mo Jian began slowly. He had already thought of everything.

"We will have one Mystic Cannon at the Never-Ending Forest. This is to prepare for any attack from the Beast King."

"Right. Who knows when those beasts will respond to their territory being invaded by us," Elder Han Gan said matter-of-factly.

Since the discovery of the Peak Tier-4 Beast King, Mo Jian and everyone knew the threat from the Never-Ending Forest was no weaker than the threat from the Evil Sects.

Previously, they did not know how to handle the beasts in the Never-Ending Forest, but now...

A single Mystic Cannon was enough to intimidate them.

Looking at the elders who agreed with his decision, Mo Jian was pleased. "For our border, we need two Mystic Cannons."

"For the location of the Mystic Cannon, I’ve sent my men to search for the right spots," Mo Jian said, waving his hand and producing a large map from his storage pouch.

He pointed to two locations on the map.

"Here and here. There are two low-grade spiritual veins. As long as we install the Mystic Cannon there, we can reduce the consumption of spirit stones by half."

Looking at the locations Mo Jian indicated, the three elders nodded.

"Very good. With the low-grade spiritual veins, we don’t have to worry about the Mystic Cannon’s consumption," Elder Luo Zhen nodded, filled with satisfaction.

Mo Jian nodded and continued. "We’re not going to neglect the Southern Region, but we are going to loan them one Mystic Cannon with an appropriate price."

Hahaha!

When Elder Bai and Elder Luo Zhen heard this, they could not help but laugh. They had come to realize that Mo Jian wouldn’t miss the chance to make money when he had the opportunity.

Even though he was trying to protect the Southern Region, he was still not going to miss the chance.

"Young Master, do you think the Southern Region has anything they can use to pay for the loan?" Elder Luo Zhen couldn’t help but chuckle.

"You’re mistaken," Mo Jian shook his head.

"Although our region is prospering more each day, we still can’t compare to the Southern Region. First, they are much bigger than us with many untapped resources."

"Second, their population is thrice ours, with many talented people. And this is where the gold mine lies."

"In the future, I believe we will have to refine bigger artifacts that will consume many resources. Do you think our region can bear it alone?"

When the elders heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and a look of realization appeared on their faces.

"We must not limit our thinking to the present moment. We must begin to plan for the future. One step is to have the Southern Region under our influence."

"Young Master, now we understand." Elder Bai Delan spoke, looking at Mo Jian in a new light.

Previously, he had thought Mo Jian was merely helping the Southern Region because they were neighbors and, if anything happened to them, it would affect their own region.

But now, he realized Mo Jian’s plan was more cunning than that. He was slowly weaving control over the region from the shadows.

Right now, the various leaders of the region were already indebted to him. What would happen if they loaned him the Mystic Weapon?

Just thinking about it made him sigh.

He was glad Mo Jian was from the Western Region; otherwise, they wouldn’t know when their own region would be ensnared by a deeper scheme.

Beside him, the other two elders also realized this and looked at Mo Jian in a new light.

He was not only talented in many fields; his scheme ran deeper than the deepest well.

"Don’t praise me too much. It is nothing," Mo Jian said casually, but the prideful smile on his face said otherwise.

"Now that we have decided how to distribute the Mystic Cannon, let us talk about its refinement." His voice turned serious.

"We must hurry and create the three Mystic Cannons as soon as possible. The situation in the Central Region is not looking good."

"Who knows when those evil powerhouses will turn their gaze to us once they discover their minions dead."

Elder Luo Zhen was quiet for a moment before he responded. "Young Master, one week. We will strive to refine four Mystic Weapons in one week."

"Very well. Let us hope those bastards give us one week," he said seriously.

They had enjoyed over one month of peace, but everyone knew that was only calm before the storm.