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Chapter 425 Kunlun

In addition, scrolling down reveals a variety of amazing items that are in no way inferior to health potions.

Any one of these items, if placed in the outside world, would likely cause a huge sensation.

But here, they are displayed openly on the mall interface with clearly marked prices, just like daily necessities on supermarket shelves, available for people to choose from.

Strange stared wide-eyed, asking incredulously, "This...this is all real?"

Mordo nodded: "Yes, these were all provided by Mage Du Mu. Only mages from Kamar-Taj are eligible to exchange for them."

"This is outrageous!"

Strange looked at the dazzling array of amazing items, his mouth watering, wishing he could empty the entire mall on the spot.

Unfortunately, he searched through all the tools but couldn't find anything that could repair his hands.

Just as Strange was closing the page with some disappointment, he suddenly saw a notification pop up at the top of the store that new items had been added.

Without thinking much about it, he clicked on it casually.

[Item: Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment]

[Description: A secret medicine for repairing nerves and bones. Even if a car accident results in fractured bones and severely damaged nerves in both hands, making it impossible to hold a scalpel again, applying this medicine can immediately repair the damage and restore the hands to their original state.]

[Redeemable Points: 5000]

Strange:

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This description is so targeted; it's almost as if they're just writing his name down.

It's obvious without even guessing that Du Mu did it on purpose, using this thing to lure me in.

But Strange just couldn't resist the temptation.

He had always dreamed of repairing his hands, and now that the opportunity was right in front of him, his eyes were practically red with envy.

However, he is just a newbie who has just started learning. He doesn't have a single point in his pocket and can't even afford the cheapest item on the shelf, let alone the Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment worth 5000 points.

Strange turned to Mordo and asked eagerly, "How do I accept a mission?"

Mordo smiled and said, "No need to rush. First, register an account on the Kamar-Taj website. Every new account can receive a newbie gift pack."

Strange: "...

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It sounds just like playing a video game.

Despite his complaints, he still followed Mordo's instructions, opened the Kamar-Taj website on the electronic screen, and clicked on the registration page.

The process is not complicated and is not much different from registering a mobile phone app.

The only difference is that you don't need to set an account or password. You just need to enter your face and fingerprint on the screen and complete the biometric authentication. Anyway, you don't have to worry about account theft or anything like that.

Strange completed the authentication step by step as prompted, and the last prompt box popped up on the screen.

"Congratulations, your account has been successfully registered. Please choose a username. Once confirmed, the username cannot be changed."

"Code name?"

Strange paused, then turned to look at Mordo.

Mordo, arms crossed, explained, "Our enemies are not only multidimensional monsters, but also many dark mages who possess all sorts of evil dark magic, some of which can cast curses through true names."

"Therefore, Master Du Mu advised us to use code names to address each other when we are out and about, especially when we are on a mission, to directly eliminate this risk."

"I see."

Strange thought it made sense, but something still felt off.

He asked curiously, "So what's your code name?"

Mo Du stood tall and proud, his face beaming: "Gu Yi's first disciple."

Strange: "

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What an imposing codename! Just hearing it tells you that the backing is incredibly strong. The enemy would probably have to think twice before making a move.

Strange considered whether he should follow suit and adopt a nickname like "Ancient One's Little Disciple," but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it and silently gave up the idea.

He stared at the input box on the screen, thought for a moment, and then raised his hand to type a line of letters.

Doctor Strange.

Although Strange is no longer a doctor, he still retains the pride that belongs to doctors, so he uses the same word as "doctor" instead, as a way of keeping a memento of his past self.

The moment the confirmation button was pressed, the screen flashed and the gift pack interface popped up.

"New player gift pack has been sent, please check your account."

Just as Strange was wondering where to check, a ring of golden sparks suddenly appeared in front of him, quickly spinning and condensing into a portal.

A monk in a robe came out of the door, carrying a square wooden box in his arms, and handed it to him.

"Your newbie gift pack".

After saying that, the other person turned around, stepped back into the portal, and disappeared.

Strange was speechless and opened the box in his hand.

The first thing that catches the eye is a plain white robe.

In Kamar-Taj, the color of the robe corresponds to one's social status.

White represents beginners, red represents apprentices just starting out with magic, and blue represents disciples who are proficient in using magic.

The higher-ranking mages don't have these rules; they can wear whatever color they want, even pink, if they wish.

Besides the beginner's robe, there were a few other items in the box.

A simple-covered "Basic Meditation Manual", a swivel ring typically worn by Kamar-Taj sorcerers, and... a Colt M1911 pistol.

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Strange pulled out his gun, looking completely bewildered: "What's this?"

Mordo replied casually, "A pistol? You're an American, you can't possibly not recognize one, can you?"

Strange's face darkened: "Of course I recognize a handgun, but the problem is, why is there a handgun in the newbie pack? What happened to the magical artifact?"

"This is a ritual implement."

Mordo said in a serious tone, "Master Du Mu imbues firearms with magic, allowing him to use magic without paying a price. However, the power of the firearms after being enchanted is too great, and it is difficult for ordinary people to control them. This pistol is only imbued with basic magic, which is perfect for a novice like you."

Upon hearing this, Strange finally understood what was going on with the guns those mages were carrying.

That's their magic wand.

This wand is quite special; it has a tube, a trigger, and can fire in rapid succession.

Strange covered his face and sighed deeply.

He knew he would probably never be able to look at those fantasy movies with a straight eye again in his lifetime.

Because it's too fake; it doesn't reflect reality at all.

The fake sorcerer stands far away with a wand in hand, slowly chanting incantations before unleashing magic on the enemy. Once the enemy gets close, they can only surrender.

A real mage, armed with firearms, would first unleash a burst of bullets upon meeting the enemy. Once the bullets were empty, he would simply lift his robes, revealing his muscular chest and eighteen-pack abs, and then charge at the enemy with a large sword.

Strange shook his head to clear his mind of the jumbled images, then opened the mission interface.

He browsed through the list and found that most of the tasks had level restrictions.

A novice like him is not capable of taking on combat-type missions; he can only take on menial tasks at the moment.

These menial tasks were all assigned by other mages.

They are usually so busy with cultivation and missions that they have no time to take care of their daily lives, so they simply assign a mission to a newcomer.

Strange flipped through the list; some were cleaning, some were running errands, and some were serving tea and water.

However, these menial tasks yield very few points and take quite a while.

If you try to accumulate 5000 points by doing these odd jobs, it will probably take forever.

Strange glanced at it a few times and then closed the page, not wasting any more time on it.

He took a deep breath and made up his mind that he must improve his strength as soon as possible, take on quests to earn points like other mages, and get his hands on the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment.

He turned to Mordo, his gaze resolute: "Master Mordo, when will our training begin?"

Modu's lips curled slightly: "Anytime is fine."

Supreme Master Entertainment Club.

Du Mu and Mo Du sat facing each other on opposite sides of the chessboard, one playing white and the other black. Both were focused and made a move every now and then.

"How did Strange perform?"

Du Mu twirled a white chess piece between his fingers and asked casually.

"Not bad, he's definitely a promising talent."

Mordo placed a black piece and said with a smile, "But you're still a bit impatient and eager for quick success."

Du Mu chuckled and said, "It's alright, a beating will do the trick if they misbehave."

Mordo hesitated for a moment: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? After all, you said he was the next Sorcerer Supreme."

"That's right, so you should fight him as soon as possible. Once he becomes the Sorcerer Supreme, you won't be able to beat him."

That makes sense.

Hehehe...

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Just then, Wang walked in from outside the door.

He saw the two chatting and playing chess at the same time, and dared not interrupt them, so he just stood quietly to the side and watched.

Wang wasn't an expert at chess, but he could tell that the game was very close.

The black and white pieces are densely packed on the chessboard, with both sides interlocking and ready to fight to the death at any moment to determine the final winner.

A few minutes later, Du Mu placed the white piece on the board and smiled dismissively.

"I won."

Mordo sighed and put down the black pieces in his hand: "It seems you're still a cut above the rest."

"Not at all, you're great too."

"No, no, no, yours is still the best."

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Wang listened to the two of them praising each other, and curiously leaned over to take a look.

Upon seeing this, his eyes widened and he gasped.

Amidst the dense array of chess pieces, five white pieces concealed a deadly threat, quietly forming a straight line.

Isn't this just Gomoku?!

It's just a game of Gomoku, why make such a big fuss!

Wang was internally ranting and raving.

Seeing that the two had finally finished their game, he stepped forward and whispered in Du Mu's ear, "Supreme Mage, we've found the entrance."

Du Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "After searching for so long, we've finally found it."

The entrance they were referring to was the entrance to Kunlun.

He learned about Kunlun from Iron Fist Daniel and knew that Kunlun and Kamar-Taj were neighbors, so he had the idea of ​​visiting Kunlun and tricked Daniel into taking him there.

However, Daniel said he was going back to ask his master, but he never returned and has not responded since.

Du Mu, too lazy to wait any longer, directly asked the mages of Kamar-Taj if they knew about Kunlun, but received mostly negative answers.

Mordo knew of Kunlun's existence, but he didn't know its exact location.

As for the Ancient One, there's even less hope. Her phone is a one-way line, so unless the Ancient One herself shows up, there's no way to get in touch with her.

But Du Mu had no other choice, so he directly sent people to conduct a thorough search of the Himalayas.

Thanks to the efforts of a group of mages, the mysterious entrance to Kunlun has finally been found.

Wang raised his hand and flicked his fingers, causing a golden halo to appear in front of him, which quickly expanded into a portal.

On the other side of the portal was a steep cliff, deep in the Himalayas.

The snow was swirling and the cold wind was howling. Everything was white, and there was no sign of any buildings.

"Your Majesty, come with me."

Du Mu turned to Mordo, who was about to get up, and waved his hand: "Mordo, you stay here and keep an eye on Strange's training."

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"clear."

Wang followed behind Du Mu, and the two stepped into the teleportation portal one after the other.

A biting wind, carrying snowflakes, suddenly swept towards them. Du Mu didn't react much, but Wang was shivering so badly that the hairs on his legs were practically freezing.

"The teleportation portal is over there."

Wang rubbed his numb arms and pointed forward.

Du Mu looked in the direction he pointed and found that the void at the edge of the cliff was slightly distorted, and there were faint, imperceptible fluctuations in the air.

He bent down, picked up a stone from beside his feet, and casually tossed it in that direction.

The stone flew into that distorted void and vanished into thin air, as if it had fallen into an invisible crevice.

Du Mu was no stranger to this scene.

He had seen many similar spatial rifts when the Nine Realms were connected.

"Come with me."

Without saying a word, Du Mu walked directly toward the spatial rift.

Wang was startled when he saw this.

If you slip and fall, you could fall right off the cliff.

Seeing that Du Mu had already walked far away, he gritted his teeth and followed him with a forced smile.

The moment the two stepped into the spatial rift, the scene before them suddenly changed. A transparent long bridge suddenly appeared in the void beneath their feet, with a faint jade-colored halo on its surface.

Du Mu could vaguely sense that the long bridge exuded a magical aura and a peculiar energy, supporting the two of them as they stood on it.

He had seen this strange energy before; it was the same kind of energy that Madam Gao possessed.

"I knew I hadn't made a mistake."

Du Mu did not stop, and continued walking forward with Wang.

At the other end of the long bridge, a towering mountain peak was connected. As the two walked forward step by step, the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up.

In the distance, towering peaks rise one after another, with clouds and mist clinging to the mountainside; nearby stands an ancient palace complex built against the mountain.

These buildings have an ancient style, with upturned eaves and red tile roofs, full of the style of ancient Eastern architecture, which made Du Mu feel quite familiar with them.

Soon, they arrived at the end of the long bridge, where a simple and imposing mountain gate stood before them.

Just as they were about to enter the mountain gate, two figures darted out from the guard post next to them and blocked their way.

"Who goes there!?"

Du Mu cupped his hands and greeted them, "Two great heroes, we are martial arts practitioners passing through. My name is Zhang Sanfeng."

The two gatekeepers:

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