Chapter 630: Five-Star Dou Saint, The Challenge Letter
"Give your power to Xiao Jin, and only then can you avoid fading into nothingness."
Mo Yu hovered in the air before the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, speaking from a position of authority.
Upon hearing his words, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xiao Jin, who was sitting on Mo Yu's shoulder. Though Xiao Jin had shrunk back to his tiny form, the dim golden eyes of the dragon showed a flicker of recognition. Xiao Jin was of the same kind, a fellow thunder beast.
"Your immense power is your greatest obstacle to gaining true consciousness. If you are willing, you can merge with Xiao Jin or transfer your power to him," Mo Yu said.
As if understanding Mo Yu's words, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder stared deeply at Xiao Jin before slowly lowering its enormous dragon head before Mo Yu.
Seeing this, Mo Yu understood its intent. He extended his hand and gently placed it on one of the dragon scales between the creature's eyes. Then, a surge of energy flowed from his fingertips, and he pulled fiercely.
Suddenly, a brilliant golden light burst out from the Nine Profound Golden Thunder. The golden lightning was forcibly extracted from the dragon's body, gathering into a hundred-foot-long dragon-shaped thunderbolt.
The extraction was surprisingly smooth. Firstly, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder was already extremely weak. Secondly, it offered no resistance, willing to relinquish its power in the hope of gaining consciousness, especially as the power would be passed on to its kin, Xiao Jin.
"What terrifying destructive power," Mo Yu muttered as a lightning net surged from his palm, binding the dragon-shaped golden lightning tightly. This was the raw power of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, a force so immense that even a Six-Star Dou Saint would be at risk of exploding from absorbing it.
"Roar!" The golden thunder dragon struggled wildly within the net, trying to break free, but without anyone actively controlling it, it was powerless.
"Seal!" Mo Yu traced his finger through the air, summoning a blood-red line that quickly formed a sealing array around the net. The thunder net pulsed, shrinking rapidly until it compressed the dragon into a tiny golden form that flew directly into Xiao Jin's body.
With this absorption, Xiao Jin would fully evolve into the pinnacle of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder!
After completing the process, Mo Yu finally exhaled in relief and turned his gaze to the now diminished Nine Profound Golden Thunder. Without its immense power, it had shrunk into a small golden dragon, barely ten feet in length.
Seeing its weakened state, Mo Yu abandoned the idea of forcing Xiao Jin to absorb it. Since the main power of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder had been transferred, there was no need to be ruthless.
Gently, Mo Yu stroked the dragon's head and made a series of hand signs. Immediately, the energy of heaven and earth converged, forming a small seed of spiritual energy that slowly entered the Nine Profound Golden Thunder's body.
At this stage, the dragon was no more powerful than a Dou Zun. Without the destructive backlash, it could now easily gather its consciousness.
Seeing the light return to the dragon's eyes, Mo Yu smiled and said, "From now on, you will be the Nine Profound Golden Thunder with a soul."
With a final pat on the dragon's head, Mo Yu turned and shot out of the thunder pool like a streak of light.
As he disappeared into the distance, the newly sentient Nine Profound Golden Thunder watched him leave, much like a newborn beast remembering the first person it ever saw. The image of Mo Yu was etched into its memory forever.
...
Outside the Void Thunder Pool, a streak of light shot out, and within a few flashes, Mo Yu had left the pool.
Mo Yu, who had successfully taken the Nine Profound Golden Thunder's power, now had a look of deep satisfaction on his face. His trip to the thunder pool had been far more rewarding than he had anticipated.
Not only had he raised his power to the peak of the Four-Star Dou Saint level, but the greatest reward was undoubtedly the destructive power he had stripped from the Nine Profound Golden Thunder.
Raising his hand, Mo Yu summoned Xiao Jin. The little dragon appeared with golden lightning swirling around him. The dragon markings on Xiao Jin's body, which had been somewhat faint before, were now vivid and sharp, radiating a terrifying aura of destruction.
"Roar!" Xiao Jin growled at Mo Yu in gratitude, as if thanking him for the tremendous power he had just gained.
After all, the Nine Profound Golden Thunder was no less powerful than the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame or the Void Swallowing Flame. Its energy, now absorbed by Xiao Jin, was a treasure even a Six or Seven-Star Dou Saint would covet. With time, Xiao Jin would soon reach his peak.
"Haha, stay with me, and you'll always be well-fed! After all these years, I wouldn't shortchange you," Mo Yu chuckled as he patted Xiao Jin's head.
As soon as Mo Yu finished speaking, Xiao Jin began to fully unleash his devouring power, absorbing and refining the immense energy of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder. Golden lightning crackled violently across his small body.
At the same time, as Xiao Jin absorbed the thunder's power, a surge of energy flowed back into Mo Yu's body.
"I've broken through!"
Suddenly, Mo Yu's body trembled, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes. Thanks to the power of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, he had finally broken through the bottleneck at the peak of Four-Star Dou Saint and advanced to Five-Star Dou Saint.
In just a single step, he had saved nearly a year of hard cultivation!
"Five-Star Dou Saint… in just half a year, I've advanced from Three-Star to Five-Star. If this gets out, the elders of the Dou Emperor clans will be utterly shocked."
For Dou Saints, each advancement could take decades or even centuries, yet Mo Yu had advanced two levels in just six months—a truly terrifying speed.
Mo Yu smiled slightly, turning his gaze to Xiao Jin. The little dragon had only absorbed a portion of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder's power, yet it had already helped Mo Yu break through. Once Xiao Jin fully absorbed the thunder, Mo Yu's strength would undoubtedly see a massive leap.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu smiled in satisfaction. Looking out toward the distant sky, he murmured, "It's been six months. It's time to return to Yuan Palace."
With that thought, Mo Yu spread his Demon Phoenix Bone Wings and, with a flap, shot off like a meteor, disappearing into the horizon.
...
When Mo Yu returned to Yuan City, the massive city was just as he had left it, situated atop the vast plains, exuding an aura of fearsome power. The city was heavily guarded, with countless strong fighters hidden within its walls, making it an intimidating sight for any onlookers.
Mo Yu smiled as he entered Yuan Palace, quickly finding his way to a quiet courtyard.
"Mo Yu!"
The sudden appearance of his figure startled Xiao Yu and Zi Yan, who were in the courtyard. But once they recognized him, they smiled with pleasant surprise.
"Yes, it's me. Sorry to keep you waiting," Mo Yu said, taking Xiao Yu's hand and glancing at Zi Yan with a smile.
Zi Yan pouted slightly, feeling a bit neglected. "Hmph, you've been missing for half a year again. If you didn't come back soon, we would've had to send people to search for you."
Though she felt a bit jealous, Zi Yan knew that Xiao Yu was Mo Yu's official wife. She couldn't help but feel a little sad, realizing that she ranked lower than others like Little Doctor Immortal and Qing Lin.
"You've grown stronger again?" Xiao Yu asked, sensing the powerful energy radiating from Mo Yu's body.
"Five-Star Dou Saint. I had some fortuitous encounters in the Void Thunder Pool," Mo Yu said with a smile, though he didn't go into detail.
"Five-Star Dou Saint? So you've surpassed me?" Zi Yan's eyes widened in shock. In less than half a year, Mo Yu had jumped from Three-Star to Five-Star Dou Saint—an incredibly frightening pace.
Even Xiao Yu, who had reached the peak of Dou Zun and was close to Half-Saint, was stunned.
Though he understood their surprise, Mo Yu didn't offer any further explanation. He knew the Black Demon Thunder Pool had been unusually suited for his cultivation, allowing him to make such rapid progress.
Upon returning to Yuan Palace, Mo Yu entered a period of quiet cultivation. Though breaking through to Five-Star Dou Saint was a great achievement, he knew the importance of stability and took the time to consolidate his power.
Meanwhile, on the Central Plains, an eerie calm settled between Yuan Palace and Soul Hall. For five days, there was a strange peace as neither side made any aggressive moves. Both factions kept to their territories, maintaining a tense standoff without further confrontation.
The unusual tranquility did not go unnoticed by other factions, and many eyes turned toward Yuan Palace and Soul Hall. Some keen observers sensed that something big was brewing—an inevitable clash between the two powers.
Then, after seven days of peace, the silence was finally broken. A blood-red battle letter arrived at Yuan City, delivered by none other than Soul Hall.
On the top floor of the massive tower at the center of Yuan City, Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the blood-red letter lying on the table. The faint scent of blood emanated from it.
"Soul Hall couldn't hold back after all," said Uncle Snake, standing beside Mo Yu. His expression was odd as he remarked, "But it seems this challenge is aimed directly at you."
"Mo Yu has a high reputation in the Sky Mansion Alliance. If they defeat him, Yuan Palace's morale will crumble," Xiao Li said solemnly.
Mo Yu smiled faintly and flicked his fingers. The blood-red letter opened on its own, releasing a burst of bloody energy. In the air, the energy formed blood-red words filled with murderous intent:
"Mo Yu of Yuan Palace. Three days from now, meet at the peak of Fallen Mountain for a life-or-death battle!"
(Chapter Ends)
Friends, if you want to read chapters in advance, subscribe to my patreon.
Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Cortez10