"Have you found your men?" Mo Jian asked, looking at the burly wild man standing in front of him.
This was the infamous Flame Tiger gang leader.
Apart from the disciples of the Dust Valley Sect, he was the most feared person in Dust Valley City.
"Yes, Young Master." The gang leader nodded with a light smile.
Five days ago, he had been bundled out of his hideout by one of Mo Jian’s men. In front of Mo Jian, he was nothing but mere ants.
Thus, he was docile like a sheep. All his previous wild fierceness had long vanished into thin air.
He had expected the worst, but who would have expected the famous owner of the Thousand Wealth Chamber was going to ask him to train some of his men?
To be precise, the young master asked him to train twenty-three strong young men without using their cultivation. Just like a mortal.
Although confused, he found the men and came to report.
"Good." Mo Jian smiled and gave him a book.
On the forefront of the book was written Rules of Football.
Previously, when he saw the two kids throwing something at each other, he got the inspiration to create a sport.
He had been too focused on creating runes and arrays, ignoring another way to increase his influence.
With that realization, he did not rest when he returned to Dust Valley City and began to work on it.
Just then, a young man dressed in a Dust Valley Sect outer court robe entered the room.
"Young Master, I’ve made the preparation." Wang Jun said with a deep bow.
After Mo Jian selected him as part of the team for the annual competition, his respect for him had reached an unprecedented high.
Apart from his parents, Mo Jian was the person he respected the most.
"Ah! This is good." Mo Jian smiled when he saw Wang Jun. "Wang Jun, the Flame Tiger Team are your opponents in this game. I hope you don’t lose the face of the Dust Valley Sect."
When Wang Jun and the Flame Tiger gang leader heard this, the two stared at each other for a moment.
Even though they haven’t started the strange game created by Mo Jian, mere staring at each other invoked their competitive spirit.
"Humph! How could a mere gangster compare to us?" Wang Jun snorted in disdain.
"Ohohoh. You dare look down on this chief?" The Flame Tiger gang leader sneered. "Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to tear you off to pieces."
And like that, the rivalry between the two captains began.
Watching the two, Mo Jian’s smile deepened. ’This will be fun to watch...’ he chuckled inwardly.
"Let me remind you, in your training, you should suppress your cultivation. You only depend on your physique, just like a mortal."
"Young Master, we understand." The two said in unison.
"Good." He nodded and gave the Rules of Football to Wang Jun. "If there is anything you don’t understand in the game, come and see me immediately."
"As for the reward, you all know me, right?"
How could the reward of the richest person in the whole Western Region be small? Just thinking of it made their blood boil.
Quickly, the two left the Thousand Wealth Chamber and returned to their team. Wang Jun did not dare look down on the Flame Tiger gang and lose the face of the Dust Valley Sect.
While the Flame Tiger gang leader wanted to prove to the world they could defeat the Dust Valley Sect in a neutral game where cultivation and technique were not involved.
Dealing with the two team captains, Mo Jian met with six young men that would serve as the linesmen and referee.
"If you have any questions about the rules of football, ask me immediately." Mo Jian said seriously. "During the game, I don’t want any foul play."
"Young Master, we promise not to disappoint you." Kaizhou, the oldest of the six men, responded confidently.
"Good. If you can do this very well, you don’t have to worry about your future any longer. Perhaps, it might even take you beyond the Western Region. Who knows," Mo Jian said mysteriously and departed, leaving the stunned young men in confusion.
Go beyond the Western Region?!
They looked at each other and saw the shock on each other’s faces.
What is the Young Master planning?
Even though they did not know what Mo Jian was planning, just thinking of venturing beyond the Western Region made them vow to learn the rules of football by heart.
They would practice every day from sunset to dawn.
Meanwhile, at the heart of the city, a massive construction had begun. Many buildings were destroyed as they prepared for this new building.
To speed up the construction, Mo Jian hired more than one thousand workers to work on the envisioned first football stadium.
With the massive commotion, everyone in the region came to know Mo Jian was planning a new thing.
This shocked all the influential clans and even the Dust Valley Sect.
Currently, everyone was preparing for the ticket sale of the Cloudsoar Retreat, and now he had come up with another invention.
Is he not going to allow them to breathe?
If this were to continue, it won’t be long before they all serve him.
Inside the Refining Hall, the three elders were looking at Mo Jian curiously.
"Young Master, can you tell what you’re going to create in the city?" Elder Liu Zhen asked.
Beside him were Elder Bai Delan and Elder Li Huang.
Elder Li Huang had joined them after the last elders’ meeting. She was shocked by the vast profound knowledge of the Mystic Mechanic.
Since then, she always stayed in the Refining Hall. Even her disciple had joined her.
Watching the elders acting like kids, Mo Jian only smiled.
"Can you give us a hint?" Elder Bai Delan added.
"Alright. Let me tell you." He moved closer to them and whispered, "It’s a game."
Their confusion deepened. However, before they could ask more questions—
Mo Jian had returned to his workbench and began to work on the sealing runes that would be used by the players.