Chapter 533: Chapter 531: Left and Right Guardians
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returning to the Yuan Manor with Xiao Yu, Mo Yu decided to remain there, spending time with her in the following days.
During this period, Mo Yu handed over ten Sky Demon Puppets capable of challenging a Dou Zun together, as well as a small pill beast formed from an eighth-grade treasure pill, to Xiao Yu.
The ten Sky Demon Puppets would serve as Xiao Yu’s personal bodyguards, while the Bloodline Reversion Pill ensured a crucial boost to her bloodline potential.
Meanwhile, under She Lao’s guidance, Xiao Yixian embarked on a journey to an ancient tomb.
The tomb’s owner was a former possessor of the Woeful Poison Body, who, before dying, created a method to perfectly control this dangerous physique—an invaluable opportunity for Xiao Yixian.
Mo Yu agreed to her departure without hesitation.
This time, Mo Yu planned to head to the Lei Realm, taking Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin along.
Since their last journey to the Ancient Void Dragon Clan, Qing Lin’s strength had skyrocketed to a seven-star Dou Zun, even capable of challenging an eight-star Dou Zun. By comparison, Xiao Yixian’s strength seemed slightly weaker.
If she could inherit the legacy of the ancient tomb’s owner, Xiao Yixian’s power might rise to a new level, allowing her to stand alongside Qing Lin as one of Mo Yu’s most trusted allies.
Thus, during this period, Mo Yu patiently awaited Xiao Yixian’s return.
While waiting, Mo Yu didn’t focus on cultivating dou qi but instead shifted his attention to training his soul.
The strength of one’s soul determined the grade of a weapon refiner. Since Mo Yu advanced his soul to the eighth-grade Spirit Realm, he hadn’t dedicated much time to it due to focusing on dou qi cultivation.
Given his current level as an eighth-grade weapon refiner, few of his peers in Central Plains could surpass him.
Yet Mo Yu understood that eighth-grade was not his limit. His goal was the ninth-grade weapon refiner and eventually the Imperial Weapon refiner level.
To advance, he needed to elevate his soul power. However, progressing through the four soul realms—Mortal, Spirit, Heaven, and Emperor—was far from simple.
Currently, Mo Yu was in the Spirit Realm, but few in Central Plains knew how to cultivate their souls.
In Mo Yu’s knowledge, the number of people who had transcended the Spirit Realm and reached the Heaven Realm could be counted on one hand.
The three leaders of the Pill Tower likely possessed this capability. Yao Lao, who had recently reached Ban Sheng, was undoubtedly among them. Additionally, some of the old monsters in the Yao Clan might have achieved this level.
As for the final, mysterious Emperor Realm, it had likely not appeared on this continent for thousands of years.
"My current weapon refiner grade should be at the peak of the eighth-grade beginner level."
In his quiet room, Mo Yu contemplated. Generally, a weapon refiner capable of forging four-colored Weapon Lightning weapons would be considered at the peak of the eighth-grade beginner level.
Weapons at this grade attracted an additional color of Weapon Lightning, creating an enormous gap between each grade.
A weapon refiner who could summon five-colored Weapon Lightning would be considered eighth-grade intermediate. To attract eight-colored or higher, one must be an eighth-grade advanced weapon refiner—practically nonexistent on the continent.
"My soul is still at the early Spirit Realm. However, in terms of soul power, I could rival a mid-level Spirit Realm expert."
Mo Yu frowned slightly. His recent neglect of soul cultivation had led to slow progress.
He resolved to allocate more time for soul cultivation in the future. Both dou qi and soul power were equally vital to him.
With this in mind, Mo Yu settled down, activating his soul-nurturing technique to gradually enhance his soul power...
Seven days passed swiftly during this period of waiting.
Immersed entirely in soul cultivation, Mo Yu’s efforts left him only a step away from reaching the mid-Spirit Realm.
On the eighth day, as he meditated, a familiar, vast aura appeared within his perception—Xiao Yixian had returned!
"Her strength... has grown to such a level?"
Sensing the vastness of her aura, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, a hint of joy appearing on his face.
He quickly pushed the door open and saw, at the end of a tranquil courtyard, a graceful figure dressed in snow-white robes standing elegantly. The woman’s delicate face bore a gentle, captivating smile.
"You’ve finally returned."
Mo Yu stopped in his tracks, smiling as he gazed at the woman bathed in sunlight.
Xiao Yixian’s snow-white hair had returned to its original color, her long, lustrous black hair cascading like a waterfall down her back, swaying gently in the breeze.
Her appearance was identical to when Mo Yu first met her in Qing Shan Town of the Jia Ma Empire, except for her more mature and enchanting demeanor.
Even the gentle smile on her face was unchanged.
Now, she was truly Xiao Yixian—the same Xiao Yixian revered as a goddess by countless mercenaries in Qing Shan Town for her life-saving skills.
"Why? Do I look different?"
Xiao Yixian stepped forward gracefully, smiling softly.
"Not much has changed—you’ve just returned to your old self. Though your hair..."
Mo Yu murmured before his gaze fell on her smooth forehead, where a faint gray rune-like mark had appeared.
"This is where the Woeful Poison Body resides. All of my poisonous energy has now condensed into this rune.
The senior who left behind this method was truly a genius, creating a way to fully condense the Woeful Poison Body," Xiao Yixian said, gently touching the rune on her forehead.
Mo Yu nodded in realization. His eyes swept over her, smiling, "Judging by your aura, you’re no weaker than Qing Lin now, right?"
"Probably seven-star." Xiao Yixian’s smile brightened. The complete control of her Woeful Poison Body had seemingly lifted a great burden from her, making her smile even more radiant and relaxed than before.
"Seven-star Dou Zun," Mo Yu muttered, nodding. Internally, he smiled bitterly.
He was only a five-star Dou Zun, yet both of his women had reached seven-star Dou Zun.
If not for his formidable techniques, maintaining authority might have been challenging.
After coming back to his senses from the joy of Xiao Yixian’s significant growth in strength, Mo Yu stretched lazily and said with a casual smile, "Since you’re here, it’s time for us to set off. You and Qing Lin will accompany me to the Lei Clan."
"Alright."
Xiao Yixian smiled slightly at Mo Yu’s decision, offering no objections. She was content to quietly help him from behind, a role she cherished deeply.
The next day, after Xiao Yixian returned to Yuan Manor, Mo Yu gathered his group once more. Following a brief period of preparation, the three quietly departed.
At the time of parting, Xiao Yu looked at Mo Yu longingly, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of sorrow. She envied Qing Lin and Xiao Yixian for being able to stay by his side.
"Mo Yu, could you take me with you?" she asked hesitantly.
Mo Yu gently stroked her hair and shook his head slowly. "Don’t worry; I’ll be back soon. During this time, I’ll send you to the Falling Star Pavilion to join cousin Xiao Yan. Do you remember my instructions?"
"I remember," Xiao Yu replied softly. "Follow Xiao Yan to the Heavenly Tomb of the Gu Clan, absorb the energy imprints of the strong, and use the Bloodline Reversion Pill to enhance my bloodline."
Though she had been astonished when Mo Yu first revealed that she carried the bloodline of a Dou Di, she held his words close to her heart.
"Good. In a few days, cousin Xiao Yan will also head to the Gu Clan. I’ve asked him to bring you along to the Gu Realm.
This is a rare opportunity. If you can awaken the dormant Dou Di bloodline within you in the Heavenly Tomb, you might catch up to Qing Lin and Xiao Yixian in talent. Seize this chance,"
Mo Yu encouraged her, firmly holding her hand. "Of course, if it’s too much, don’t force yourself. You’re my fiancée, and no matter your talent, you’ll always be the mistress of Yuan Manor."
Hearing his reassurance, Xiao Yu nodded gently, though a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
After exchanging a few more words, Mo Yu bid farewell to She Lao and Xiao Li before setting out with Qing Lin and Xiao Yixian for the Lei Realm.
The Lei Realm, located in the northwest of Central Plains’s central region, was a domain dominated by the Lei Clan. Even many of the major factions in the northwest were considered its subordinates. However, few people had ever truly seen this mysterious clan, which wielded unparalleled power in the region.
From Yuan Manor to the northwest of Central Plains, the journey was long. Even with Mo Yu’s group traveling at high speed and using spatial wormholes, it would take about half a month to reach their destination.
This urgency was due to the Lei Clan’s Captains Assessment, which was less than a month away. Missing it would be a rare loss for Mo Yu.
In the azure sky, a massive black shadow streaked past at lightning speed, accompanied by gusts of wind and visible waves of energy rippling outward.
Seated atop the enormous Nine Serene Deep Ground Python, Xiao Yixian held a map as she said to Mo Yu, "At this pace, we should reach the central region of Central Plains by tomorrow. The entrance to the Lei Realm is reportedly in a city at the center of the northwest called Demon Thunder City."
Mo Yu nodded slightly, having heard of this famous city. It surpassed even the Holy Pill City in renown because it served as the gateway to the Lei Realm.
"Demon Thunder City is heavily guarded by powerful Lei Clan members. Without an invitation, even peak Dou Zuns would find it impossible to enter," Xiao Yixian added with a smile.
"That won’t be a problem for us. Many large cities in Central Plains have spatial wormholes leading near Demon Thunder City. If all goes well, we should reach its outskirts within five days," she concluded.
Mo Yu turned his gaze toward Qing Lin and asked, "Anything unusual?"
"No," Qing Lin replied, her eyes glowing faintly with three black dots rotating slowly within. "There’s no spatial fluctuation within a hundred miles. We left so suddenly that even the Hall of Souls would struggle to track us."
Hearing this, Mo Yu smiled. "Good. Let’s pick up the pace."
With that, the massive tail of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python lashed out, propelling it forward like a shooting star. In the blink of an eye, the group vanished over the horizon.
The journey was smooth, and by dawn the next day, Mo Yu’s party had entered the northwest territory of Central Plains. Without pausing, they made their way to a nearby large city and found a spatial wormhole leading to the vicinity of Demon Thunder City.
They soon noticed the wormhole was bustling with activity. Streams of light flickered by, and powerful figures strode through the void.
"These people must also be heading for Demon Thunder City," Mo Yu speculated, though their affiliations remained unclear.
Given the chaotic mix of people, the trio kept to themselves and pressed on. Five days passed in a blur, and as they approached the end of the spatial tunnel, the intense energy fluctuations heralded their arrival.
"We’re finally here," Mo Yu murmured, exhaling deeply. A surge of pride swelled in his heart.
As someone carrying the Lei Clan’s bloodline, it was time for him to show his strength and make the Lei Clan take notice of Mo Yu’s power!
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