For exclusive access to 500+ advanced chapters and more, visit my Ko-fi page and support the journey:
ko-fi.com/laoyao95
Laoyao with L yeahh..thanks for the support.
or Support me at patreon for 500+ advanced chapters :
patreon.com/YaoIk
**
The silent Lei Clan square was so still that even the sound of a pin drop would be deafening.
"Lei Yin, you've lost this match," Elder Lei Xuan declared as his gaze shifted toward Lei Yin, who had just struggled to stand. His voice, calm and steady, echoed across the square, leaving no room for argument.
Hearing this, Lei Yin trembled. Though he knew Mo Yu carried the divine-grade bloodline, he never imagined that someone like himself—raised with the finest resources of the clan—would lose so decisively to Mo Yu.
Lei Yin's expression flickered with conflicting emotions. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath, turned to Mo Yu, and said calmly, "I admit defeat. I will voluntarily step down from my position as General. In the future, if you need anything, just say the word."
"Lei Yin has admitted defeat!"
The announcement plunged the square into a deeper silence, with many Lei Clan members still reeling in shock.
Lei Yin, who was undoubtedly among the top three of the Lei Clan's younger generation, had been soundly defeated by Mo Yu. This reality made the crowd's gaze toward Mo Yu shift, now filled with awe and fervent admiration.
Indeed, a divine-grade bloodline bestowed by the heavens was anything but ordinary.
Through this victory, Mo Yu had solidified his position of supreme authority within the Lei Clan.
"Mu Mang, from now on, you are forbidden to oppose Lord Mo Yu again. Otherwise, I will be the first to kill you myself."
The stern warning from Mu Mang's elder brother, Silver Thunder Captain, left no room for defiance. Clearly, this outcome had shocked everyone present.
Mu Mang nodded meekly, a flicker of fear flashing in his eyes as he glanced at Mo Yu's tall figure on the stage. The once-despised "lowly bloodline" had revealed itself as the rumored divine-grade bloodline, defeating even Lei Yin, a prodigy of the clan. Mo Yu's talent and strength had utterly shattered Mu Mang's resolve.
"Mo Yu is no ordinary person. Beyond his divine-grade bloodline, his experiences far surpass Lei Yin's. His victory isn't surprising.
Your Mu Clan is fortunate not to have thoroughly offended him; otherwise, it would've been a humiliation of your own making," said Mang Tianchi, his gaze fixed on the slender yet unyielding figure standing atop the stage.
Hearing this, Mu Mang and his brother nodded repeatedly. Mu Mang, uncharacteristically, began praising Mo Yu's valor and brilliance, surprising even Qing Lin and Xiao Yixian.
If they hadn't seen Mu Mang's previous behavior in Demon Thunder City, they might have doubted whether he was the same person.
Watching their drastic change in attitude, Mang Tianchi chuckled. His gaze suddenly shifted to the distant giant forest surrounding the square, his eyes gleaming faintly.
"Haha, it seems I didn't choose the wrong son-in-law. Even Lei Yin couldn't defeat him. His talent is truly remarkable."
The direction Mang Tianchi looked in was the towering tree where the Lei Clan patriarch, Lei Ying, was standing. Watching the results on the testing platform, Lei Ying laughed heartily.
"He is indeed strong. He seems to have used his bloodline's power, boosting his strength from a five-star Dou Zun to an eight-star Dou Zun. That's why defeating Lei Yin didn't seem too difficult," said Lei Dong, a silver-robed man standing beside Lei Ying.
"However…" Lei Dong furrowed his brows in thought. "For some reason, I have a faint feeling that his method of boosting strength isn't purely a result of the bloodline. There might be another factor involved.
But perhaps it's just my imagination. After all, the divine-grade bloodline hasn't appeared in the Lei Clan for thousands of years. It wouldn't be surprising if it has unique characteristics."
Lei Ying waved dismissively. "There's no need to dwell on such details. Whether his power comes from the divine-grade bloodline or other means, it doesn't matter.
As long as his talent is genuine and he acknowledges himself as part of the Lei Clan, we will fully support him.
With Fei'er involved, he's practically family. I'm his father-in-law, and you're his brother-in-law. There's no need to worry.
If Mo Yu were of equal strength to you, you likely wouldn't be his match. In a hundred years, whether our Lei Clan can stand on equal footing with the Gu and Hun Clans will depend on him."
Lei Dong was taken aback by Lei Ying's words but soon smiled wryly and shook his head. Even he couldn't help but feel curious about how he and Mo Yu would compare if they were on the same level.
"By the way, Gu Clan's Heavenly Tomb is about to open. Our Lei Clan has two slots. Let's give them to Mo Yu and Fei'er. This will not only reward Mo Yu but also nurture their relationship.
Go and bring Mo Yu to the back mountain. I'll talk to him personally and let him meet my precious daughter."
Hearing this, Lei Ying looked at Lei Fei'er, whose cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Ah, daughters really are hard to keep at home. You swore you wouldn't marry him, but now that you've seen his talent, are you glad I chose a good husband for you?"
"Father!"
Lei Fei'er's face turned crimson as she stomped her foot and quickly ran off, sneaking a glance at Mo Yu before disappearing.
Lei Dong and Lei Ying exchanged amused glances and laughed. Though both were martial fanatics, they weren't fools. It was clear Lei Fei'er had taken a liking to Mo Yu.
On a lush mountain peak, faint mists swirled, creating an ethereal scene.
Mo Yu walked at a leisurely pace toward the mountain's summit, followed closely by Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin.
After defeating Lei Yin, Mo Yu had grown bored and requested to leave, taking the two women back to his residence.
As he walked through the forest, Mo Yu absorbed the pure energy of the surrounding world, nourishing every part of his body.
The energy within the Lei Clan was so rich that even as a five-star Dou Zun, Mo Yu still greatly benefited from it.
"Hmm?"
Just as he was immersed in this state, Mo Yu abruptly halted, his eyes snapping open. His gaze grew serious as he looked toward the end of the mountain path, where a lone figure stood.
Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin stopped as well, their faces tense.
Mo Yu's expression became incredibly grave. Although his senses detected no trace of aura, his instincts told him that this figure—and even the space it occupied—truly existed.
Through his eyes, he could confirm it was a young man, not an elderly individual.
"This person… is a Dou Sheng, and not an ordinary one," Mo Yu thought to himself.
"Junior Mo Yu greets you. I apologize if my passing here disturbs you."
Mo Yu clasped his hands respectfully, his tone humble. At the same time, a guess about the person's identity began to form in his mind.
"No need to apologize. I've been waiting for you."
Before Mo Yu could finish, a hearty laugh echoed. The figure slowly turned around, revealing a youthful and handsome face.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that our Lei Clan would truly produce someone with a Divine-grade bloodline. Brother-in-law, even though you haven't officially married my younger sister, calling you this should be fine, right?
Father has asked me to bring you to meet him. Do you have time now?"
Mo Yu's heart stirred slightly. From this brief sentence, he was able to confirm the identity of the person before him—the Lei Clan's Young Master, Lei Dong, son of the patriach and a three-star Dou Sheng expert.
In the original story, Lei Dong also appeared during the later chapters. However, the moment he made his debut, he had a duel with Xiao Yan.
The reason behind the conflict was that the Lei Clan had once proposed a marriage alliance with the Gu Clan, hoping to wed Lei Dong to Xun'er. However, they were harshly rejected, and Xun'er, the prized flower, was eventually claimed by Xiao Yan.
Being the Lei Clan's Young Master, Lei Dong naturally had an aggressive and combative nature. Thus, he challenged Xiao Yan. Unfortunately, by then, Xiao Yan had already fully matured, and Lei Dong inevitably faced defeat.
Though he lost to Xiao Yan, Lei Dong, as the most gifted Lei Clan member in recent years, was undeniably impressive. He became a Dou Sheng at such a young age, living up to his reputation.
However, now that Mo Yu had appeared, whether Lei Dong could still maintain his title as the Lei Clan's strongest genius was highly questionable.
"Oh, so it's my dear brother-in-law. Since the Patriach wishes to see me, I have time now," Mo Yu replied with a light chuckle.
Just moments earlier, Mo Yu had been wondering why Lei Ying hadn't sent anyone to summon him. Who would have thought that Lei Ying would dispatch his own son instead?
"Hmm." Lei Dong nodded slightly, then glanced at Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin behind Mo Yu. After a brief pause, he said, "Brother-in-law, it's best not to bring your two beauties along. While our Lei Clan doesn't enforce monogamy, and neither my father nor I mind how many women you have, the upcoming occasion is inappropriate for their presence."
Hearing this, Mo Yu was momentarily stunned before he smiled wryly and nodded. After whispering a few words to Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin, he followed Lei Dong alone into the depths of the mountain range.
The hall of the Lei Clan was brightly lit. At the expansive conference table sat numerous elderly figures, their expressions solemn and the atmosphere heavy.
"Our next topic of discussion is the opening of the Heavenly Tomb. Everyone is aware that there are only sixteen spots available for entry. Each of the eight ancient clans has two slots.
"According to our prior discussions, these two slots were allocated to Fei'er and Lei Yin. However, thanks to the heavens' blessing, our Lei Clan now has someone with a divine-grade bloodline. Therefore, I propose transferring Lei Yin's spot to Black Thunder Captain.
"With a divine-grade bloodline, the significance is self-evident. If he can obtain the inheritance of our ancestors within the Heavenly Tomb, it will greatly benefit his growth, potentially giving our Lei Clan another supreme expert," said Elder Lei Xuan, his excited gaze sweeping across the room.
"But the slots for the Heavenly Tomb have already been determined. Changing them now might be inappropriate. While the divine-grade bloodline is crucial for our Lei Clan, Lei Yin has contributed greatly to the clan over the years. Favoring one over the other may chill the hearts of many clansmen," an elder with a face full of wrinkles said solemnly.
"Elder Lei Fan, Lei Yin may be your grandson, but there's no need to go to such lengths to argue for this slot. I've heard that Lei Yin even lost his position as a General after his defeat. Can't you, as his elder, see the situation clearly?
"The divine-grade bloodline is of utmost importance. I believe Lei Yin will understand. This slot must go to Black Thunder Captain," retorted a white-haired elder who seemed to have a feud with Lei Fan, his voice firm and commanding.
"You…" Lei Fan's expression darkened upon hearing this. Just as he was about to retort, a thunderous voice interrupted him.
"Enough! I have already decided that the two slots for the Heavenly Tomb will go to Mo Yu and Fei'er. Lei Fan, if you're dissatisfied, how about I give Lei Yin Fei'er's spot instead?"
The voice echoed throughout the grand hall, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure emanating from the towering figure seated at the head of the table. This man was none other than Lei Ying, the Lei Clan's Patriach.
Even though all the elders present were Dou Sheng experts, they couldn't help but feel an oppressive sense of pressure from Lei Ying's aura.
"Patriach, I wouldn't dare vie for Miss Fei'er's slot. Since that's the decision, I have no objections regarding the two Heavenly Tomb slots going to Black Thunder Captain and Miss Fei'er," Lei Fan said reluctantly, bowing his head.
With Lei Ying personally intervening, the discussion ended decisively. Even a high-ranking elder like Lei Fan didn't dare challenge the Patriach's authority.
"Father, who's made you so angry? I could hear your voice from a distance," a lighthearted voice interrupted as the tension in the hall began to dissipate.
The tightly shut doors slowly opened, revealing two young figures—Lei Dong and Mo Yu.
As Mo Yu entered, he carefully observed the situation in the hall. The moment he sensed the powerful auras of the individuals present, his expression shifted slightly.
He could tell that every aura in the room was stronger than She Lao's. It was evident that those gathered here were the true core members of the Lei Clan, and the weakest among them was likely above the Ban Sheng level, reaching the Dou Sheng stage.
Realizing this, Mo Yu couldn't help but marvel. For even Ban Shengs to lack the qualifications to enter this hall, Lei Ying's decision to summon him here truly demonstrated how highly he valued him.
The divine-grade bloodline indeed held extraordinary significance for these ancient clans.
"Young Master Lei Dong, this is the Elders' Hall. Bringing an outsider here is against the rules," Lei Fan frowned as he noticed Mo Yu.
"Elder Lei Fan, have you forgotten the rights granted by a Shen-Grade Clan Mark?" Lei Dong crossed his arms, his tone indifferent.
Hearing this, Lei Fan froze, his expression somewhat awkward. According to Lei Clan rules, anyone with a Shen-Grade Clan Mark immediately held a status surpassing most elders. Entering the Elders' Hall was well within their rights.
Noticing the hostility in Lei Fan's tone, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow but didn't take it to heart. Instead, he shifted his gaze to the towering figure at the head of the table.
The man radiating an immense presence, with a body like a steel tower, could only be the Lei Clan's Patriach—Lei Ying.
-----------------------------------------------------------
For exclusive access to 500+ advanced chapters and more, visit my Ko-fi page and support the journey:
ko-fi.com/laoyao95
Laoyao with L yeahh..thanks for the support.
or Support me at patreon for 500+ advanced chapters :
patreon.com/YaoIk