Chapter 635: Yuan Mansion Grows Stronger, Cai Lin's Transformation
From this day forward, Yuan Mansion would be the undisputed ruler of Central Plains!
After hearing this outcome, the Hall of Souls fell eerily silent. The Soul Hall's experts looked at each other, their minds somewhat dazed. Not long ago, their reputation had spread across all of Central Plains. Anyone who heard their name felt fear and dread. However, in just a few short years, the once-feared rulers had begun to fall, replaced by a rising power.
While countless onlookers were deep in thought, the storm of thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, and a charred figure was hurled out of the storm. The blackened figure was none other than the Hall of Souls Master, his entire body battered and broken, barely holding on to life.
"Damn it!"
Hun Qianmo's eyes went red with rage when he saw the battered Soul Hall Master. His furious roar echoed across the sky as he fixed his gaze on Mo Yu. He raised his hand, sealing the space around Mo Yu, and snarled, "You cursed brat of the Thunder Clan! You dare kill my Soul Clan's people? Die!"
With space locked, Hun Qianmo instantly appeared before Mo Yu, his face twisted in rage.
"Humph, Hun Qianmo, death and injury are part of a competition. Don't break the rules."
Just as Mo Yu braced for the attack, Lei Ying appeared before him, his thunderous voice ringing out.
"You dare, Lei Ying! A Five-Star Dou Saint has died. Can your Thunder Clan bear the wrath of my Soul Clan?" Hun Qianmo's eyes flashed dangerously as he spoke, his words filled with menace.
"It's not our fault if he wasn't strong enough. Are you planning to go back on your word?" Lei Ying smirked, unfazed by the threat.
Hun Qianmo's face twitched with anger. He knew that with Lei Ying standing in his way, it would be impossible to kill Mo Yu today. He gave Mo Yu a dark, murderous glare and hissed, "Mo Yu, killing someone from my Soul Clan is no small matter. Your fate will be a hundred times worse than Soul Extinguishing Birth's."
"I'll be waiting."
Mo Yu sneered. This wasn't the first time he'd heard such threats from the Soul Clan.
"Hmph! The next time we cross paths, your Yuan Mansion will be annihilated!"
Hun Qianmo flicked his sleeve with a cold laugh before flying to the spot where the Soul Hall Master's body had been shattered. Dark mist swirled in his hand as he absorbed the fragments of the Soul Hall Master's spirit, then without another word, he led the remaining Hall of Souls members away, leaving the battlefield in disgrace.
"Shame I couldn't destroy the Soul Hall Master's spirit entirely."
Watching them flee, Mo Yu muttered with a glint in his eyes.
"Haha, you're being too greedy, kid. If you'd pushed Hun Qianmo any further, not even I could've held him back."
Lei Ying turned to Mo Yu, clapping him on the shoulder with a hearty laugh. "Fei'er sure has a good eye for talent. You, my boy, are exceptional. The future of our Thunder Clan, surpassing the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan, rests on your shoulders."
Mo Yu smiled faintly at Lei Ying's praise and, after expressing his gratitude to both Lei Ying and Xiao Chen, he turned his gaze toward the retreating figures of the Soul Clan. His heart surged with ambition.
From this day forward, Central Plains would belong to Yuan Mansion!
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The earth-shattering battle in the Great Emperor Mountain Range, which had shocked all of Central Plains, ended with the defeat of the Hall of Souls Master. The result was somewhat unexpected for many.
The Hall of Souls, a ruling power that had dominated Central Plains for centuries, had finally encountered a force strong enough to challenge its reign. Yuan Mansion, a new faction that had only existed for ten years, had risen at an astonishing speed.
After this battle, it was clear to everyone that the name of Yuan Mansion would spread to every corner of Central Plains, and the story of this monumental clash would be passed down with reverence.
The throne had changed hands, shaking the foundations of Central Plains. As this news spread, more and more individuals who had once harbored grudges against the Hall of Souls began to flock to Yuan Mansion.
In the past, these people had hidden their hatred out of fear of the Hall of Souls. But now that Yuan Mansion had bested the Hall of Souls, they eagerly came forward.
However, under Xiao Li's strict management, Yuan Mansion did not indiscriminately accept everyone. After a thorough vetting process, only trusted individuals with significant power were admitted into the inner mansion, while the rest joined as outer members. As a result, Yuan Mansion's strength grew even further.
At the heart of Yuan City, atop a towering spire, a lone figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by swirling energy. It was Lin Langtian. One month had passed since the battle at the Great Emperor Mountain Range, and in that time, Yuan Mansion had undergone tremendous changes.
Mo Yu, however, had not been directly involved in managing these affairs. With Xiao Li and Snake Uncle handling the mansion's operations, Mo Yu was able to focus on his cultivation.
Over the past month, Mo Yu had spent his days in seclusion, rarely seeing anyone. Though it meant spending less time with Xiao Yu and the other women, they fully supported his dedication to training.
During this month of cultivation, Mo Yu had steadily increased his power. He had solidified his rank as an early Five-Star Dou Saint, and three days ago, he broke through to mid-stage Five-Star Dou Saint.
The progress Mo Yu made in such a short time was extraordinary. The breakthrough was due in no small part to Xiao Jin's efforts.
Xiao Jin had been instrumental in devouring the Nihility Devouring Flame's sub-flame. The Nihility Devouring Flame was said to be able to devour anything in the world, including energy and Dou Qi, making it incredibly powerful. Its unique devouring power was highly coveted by many.
The sub-flame Xiao Jin had absorbed granted him a portion of this devouring power. Over the month, he used it to refine and absorb the remnants of the Nine Mystical Golden Thunder within him. After refining this power, Xiao Jin's strength had risen to the level of a Six-Star Dou Saint, surpassing even the strength of the Netherworld Lotus Demon Flame.
Thanks to Xiao Jin, Mo Yu's own power had surged, allowing him to ascend from early to mid-Five-Star Dou Saint in a short time—a significant achievement.
As Mo Yu reveled in his recent gains, a familiar voice suddenly interrupted him. He looked up to see Snake Uncle approaching with a smile.
"Is everything in Yuan Mansion alright? Any movements from the Hall of Souls?" Mo Yu asked.
"Everything's fine. As for the Hall of Souls, we've received word that they've recently withdrawn their forces from some of their branch halls, probably to avoid us attacking them again," Snake Uncle replied with a smile.
"They withdrew?"
Mo Yu stroked his chin, deep in thought. The Hall of Souls wouldn't take such a defeat quietly. They were likely planning something in secret.
With that in mind, Mo Yu turned to Snake Uncle and said, "In the coming days, invite some high-ranking alchemists from the Medicine Clan to Yuan Mansion for some exchange sessions. Try to keep them here as long as possible."
With the Spirit Clan and Stone Clan wiped out, Mo Yu knew that the Medicine Clan would be next in the Soul Clan's sights.
While the Medicine Clan was strong, with their clan leader being a Seven-Star Dou Saint, they were no match for the Soul Clan. Even though the Medicine Clan had allied with the Thunder Clan, Flame Clan, and Yuan Mansion, help from afar wouldn't be enough. Mo Yu's plan was to bring some of the Medicine Clan's promising alchemists into Yuan Mansion, ensuring their survival.
Snake Uncle was taken aback by this unusual request. Though the Medicine Clan had formed an alliance with Yuan Mansion, it would be difficult to persuade them to send their best alchemists. However, Snake Uncle had witnessed Mo Yu's meteoric rise and held great respect for him. Despite his doubts, he nodded in agreement.
"I'll have Hall Master Gu He handle the negotiations. Speaking of which, Gu He is quite a genius in alchemy. Even though he comes from the remote northwest, under Yuan Mansion's full support, he has already become an Eight-Star Alchemist. Even the Medicine Saint praised his potential to become a Nine-Star Alchemist one day," Snake Uncle said with a chuckle.
"Oh, Gu He has the potential to become a Nine-Star Alchemist?"
Mo Yu was pleasantly surprised. Gu He had always shown great promise, and now, with the resources of Yuan Mansion behind him, his progress was remarkable.
"Five-Star Dou Saint… It's still not enough," Mo Yu thought, his gaze flickering with concern. His true enemy wasn't just the Hall of Souls—it was the Soul Clan, the most mysterious and powerful force in the Dou Qi Continent.
Though Mo Yu was already a peak-level expert, Five-Star Dou Saints wouldn't be enough to challenge the Soul Clan. Even a Nine-Star Dou Saint like Xiao Xuan had fallen to them. Mo Yu would need to reach at least Nine-Star Dou Saint and refine the Emperor's Essence to have a real chance of breaking through to Dou Emperor.
As Mo Yu pondered his next move, Snake Uncle interrupted his thoughts with a cough, handing him a scroll. "This is a message from the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan, sent by Yao Ming. You should take a look."
"Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan?"
Mo Yu's eyes narrowed. He quickly opened the scroll, and a line of red text immediately caught his eye.
"Sky Serpent Clan attacking, strange changes in the Nine Serene Yellow Springs!"
Seeing this, Mo Yu jumped to his feet, his face darkening.
"Cai Lin!"
"What's going on?"
Snake Uncle asked, alarmed by Mo Yu's sudden reaction.
Mo Yu's eyes flickered with concern as he handed the scroll to Snake Uncle. The latter frowned as he read the message.
Most of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan's elites had joined Yuan Mansion under Yao Ming's leadership. Only a few top experts remained behind, leaving the clan vulnerable. The most pressing issue, however, was that Cai Lin was still in seclusion in the Nine Serene Yellow Springs.
"The Sky Serpent Clan… What are they up to now?" Snake Uncle muttered.
Mo Yu had his suspicions, but he wasn't interested in guessing. "Whatever they're planning, I'll make sure they regret it."
Snake Uncle's gaze hardened. "Should we mobilize Yuan Mansion's forces and go to war with the Sky Serpent Clan?"
Mo Yu shook his head. "No, Yuan Mansion has just secured its position as the dominant force in Central Plains. Starting a war with the Sky Serpent Clan now could lead to unnecessary trouble, especially with the Hall of Souls lurking in the shadows."
"Then what should we do?" Snake Uncle asked.
"We don't need a full-scale war. Yao Ming, Zi Yan, and Xiao Yi Xian will join me, along with Cai Lin. The five of us will handle it. The rest of you stay here, ready to defend Yuan Mansion from any surprise attacks by the Hall of Souls," Mo Yu decided.
Snake Uncle thought for a moment, then nodded. "When will you depart?"
"Immediately. Cai Lin has been in seclusion for too long, and I've been worried. This is a good opportunity to check on her."
Mo Yu smiled.
Snake Uncle sighed. "Be careful."
Mo Yu nodded and said no more. In a flash, he disappeared into the mountains, quickly gathering Yao Ming, Zi Yan, and Xiao Yi Xian. The group of five then tore through space, speeding toward the Beast Realm. (End of Chapter)
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