Chapter 212: Creating Chaos

Chapter 212: Creating Chaos

In the hall, a terrifying killing intent radiated from Mo Yu, making everyone freeze in their tracks, afraid to even breathe as they stared at the young man's handsome yet ferociously twisted face.

"Elder Mo... are you saying those three mysterious figures were from the Yun Lan Sect?" the Great Elder asked, his face slightly pale.

A cold glint flashed in Mo Yu's silver eyes as his expression gradually calmed, though the killing intent within him only grew stronger. Nodding slightly, he spoke in a chilling tone, "There's no doubt. It was the Yun Lan Sect!"

Mo Yu clearly remembered that in the original story, Yun Leng had taken advantage of this time to secretly attack the Xiao family. If nothing had changed, his grandfather's death was likely tied to Yun Leng!

"Then... what do you plan to do, Elder Mo?" the Great Elder asked with a bitter smile, feeling helpless in the face of the Yun Lan Sect's overwhelming power.

"Yun Leng must die, and the Yun Lan Sect will be wiped out!" Mo Yu declared coldly.

Blood must be paid with blood. Even though Mo Yu's soul had traveled from another world and he had little blood relation to Steward Mo, he had long considered him as his own grandfather. This hatred—he had to avenge it.

Sighing deeply, the Great Elder and the others fell silent as they looked at Mo Yu's face, which was filled with murderous intent.

"Great Elder, my father was taken away?" Xiao Yan, hearing that his father was missing and that Steward Mo had died, rushed over, gripping the Great Elder's sleeve with a face full of rage. His eyes blazed with anger.

"Yes, Young Clan Leader, the Clan Leader has indeed gone missing..." the Great Elder replied, his expression sorrowful. "However, even though we don't know exactly where he is, we can be sure that he's not in immediate danger."

With that, the Great Elder carefully took out an ancient-looking box from his robe. Inside was a piece of green jade, and in its center, a small light moved slowly, as if it were alive.

The Great Elder carefully examined the jade piece before sighing in relief. "This jade was left by our ancestors. Every clan leader leaves a trace of their soul within it. As long as the clan leader is alive, this light will remain. Since it's still bright, it means the Clan Leader is still alive."

The Great Elder's words gave Xiao Yan some comfort. He took the jade piece from the elder's hands and gently stroked it.

Mo Yu, too, turned his attention to the jade piece, observing it for a moment. He wasn't surprised; this piece of jade was the key to opening the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor's Mansion, a relic of the Xiao clan.

But Mo Yu wasn't interested in the jade. His only focus was on killing Yun Leng and destroying the Yun Lan Sect to avenge his grandfather.

"Can it help me find my father's location?" Xiao Yan asked coldly.

"No, it can't," the Great Elder replied, shaking his head.

Xiao Yan clenched his teeth, then turned to Mo Yu, who radiated an aura of deep killing intent. "Cousin Mo Yu, I am deeply sorry for Steward Mo's death. We can't bring back the dead, but in recognition of Steward Mo's many years of service to the family, I, as the Young Clan Leader, ask the Great Elder to place Steward Mo's memorial tablet in the family shrine alongside my grandfather's tablet."

At these words, the Great Elder and the other elders exchanged surprised glances.

The Xiao family's shrine was reserved for only the most outstanding members of the family, and even some of the family members didn't have the honor of being placed there after death. Now, they were being asked to place a servant's tablet in the shrine, and not just anywhere, but next to the former Clan Leader.

However, they quickly realized that Steward Mo's status was no longer what it used to be. His grandson, Mo Yu, was now one of the pillars of the family.

The Great Elder and the others, who had been about to object, swallowed their words.

Mo Yu, too, was surprised by Xiao Yan's decision. He knew that Xiao Yan was doing this mostly out of consideration for him. Otherwise, no matter how much Steward Mo had done for the Xiao family, he wouldn't have qualified to enter the family shrine.

Having spent decades in the Xiao family, it was a fitting end for his grandfather's soul to rest in the family shrine.

"Thank you, Cousin Xiao Yan," Mo Yu said, expressing his gratitude to the young man who seemed to have grown up overnight.

Xiao Yan nodded solemnly. "There's no need to thank me, Cousin Mo Yu. Steward Mo watched over me as I grew up, and I am deeply saddened by his passing."

"Don't worry. I will personally avenge my grandfather," Mo Yu replied, his silver eyes flashing with cold light.

"The Yun Lan Sect, then?" Xiao Yan asked. Although he was puzzled about why Mo Yu was so certain it was the Yun Lan Sect, he didn't doubt him.

"Cousin Mo Yu, when you go to take revenge, take me with you. The Yun Lan Sect may be powerful, but I'm not afraid. And they have kidnapped my father. This cannot be left unpunished!"

Xiao Yan's voice grew more menacing as he spoke.

Mo Yu frowned slightly. He recalled that while Yun Leng had kidnapped Xiao Zhan, the latter had been intercepted by the Soul Clan halfway through.

Even if they destroyed the Yun Lan Sect, it wouldn't bring Xiao Zhan back.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, a slow-burning desire for vengeance against the Soul Clan began to rise within Mo Yu. While his grandfather's death was Yun Leng's doing, without the Soul Clan's machinations, the situation might not have spiraled out of control.

One day, when he regained his full strength, he would make sure to destroy the Soul Clan.

Mo Yu's thoughts drifted back to the present. He couldn't tell Xiao Yan about the Soul Clan; it would only complicate matters.

Moreover, he knew that the Soul Clan wouldn't kill Xiao Zhan—at least not until they found all the pieces of the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor's Jade.

After a moment of silence, Mo Yu nodded. The Great Elder then spoke up, "Elder Mo, Young Clan Leader, we don't know the exact position of that mysterious figure in the Yun Lan Sect, but judging by his strength, he must hold a high rank."

"Aside from the Sect Leader and a few others, his position within the Yun Lan Sect should be one of the highest."

"I see..." The Great Elder shook his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "Previously, Elder Mo and the Young Clan Leader fought the Yun Lan Sect due to the three-year agreement. During that time, not much harm was done to the upper ranks of the Yun Lan Sect. But if you kill that mysterious expert this time, the relationship between our family and the Yun Lan Sect will be irreparably broken."

Seeing Mo Yu's furrowed brow, the Great Elder quickly added, "Elder Mo, please don't misunderstand my intentions."

With a bitter smile, the Great Elder sighed and continued, "I only wanted to say that if you really kill that mysterious person, then the relationship between the Xiao family and the Yun Lan Sect will completely deteriorate, putting the family in a difficult position..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Yan suddenly interrupted, "We must avenge Steward Mo and rescue my father. As for the family..."

He paused to think for a moment and then said, "As for the family, they should relocate to Stone Desert City in the eastern part of the empire. That's within the Snake-People Tribe's territory, where the Yun Lan Sect's influence can't reach. Besides, my two brothers have already established a foundation there, so the family won't have to live in hardship or be displaced."

Hearing Xiao Yan's suggestion, the Great Elder and the others immediately brightened. They knew Xiao Zhan's other two sons, Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, were also capable men, even if they didn't compare to Mo Yu and Xiao Yan. They were certainly worthy individuals in their own right.

Mo Yu also nodded in approval, impressed by Xiao Yan's quick thinking and ability to stabilize the family in such a short time. It was clear that Xiao Yan's abilities and wisdom were far beyond that of an ordinary person.

After finishing their discussion, Xiao Yan, as the Young Clan Leader, began issuing orders personally. In just half a day, not only did he lead the family's strongmen to raid the territories of the Jia Lie and Aoba families, amassing a vast amount of wealth, but he also efficiently organized the evacuation of the family members, arranging for them to relocate to Stone Desert City.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu stayed quietly in the family's ancestral hall, silently watching over Steward Mo's memorial tablet. An almost imperceptible but terrifying killing intent lingered around him.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the door that Mo Yu finally opened his eyes. What were once silver irises were now blood-red, and with a hoarse, murderous voice, he said, "Yun Leng of the Yun Lan Sect, just you wait. None of you will escape the vengeance for my grandfather!"

After bowing deeply three times before the memorial tablet, Mo Yu turned and left the ancestral hall. By this time, night had fallen, and the Xiao family was finally ready, prepared to depart.

"Young Clan Leader, Elder Mo, we'll be waiting for you in Stone Desert City!"

"Young Clan Leader, Elder Mo, take care!"

Dozens of Xiao family warriors shouted in unison before turning around and disappearing into the shadows. Under the dark night sky, figures moved like ants scattering in all directions, quietly slipping out of Wu Tan City.

Standing on the high platform, Mo Yu looked at the now quiet courtyard, his thoughts becoming darker and more ominous.

Turning to Xiao Yan, who had been busy all day, Mo Yu said, "Let's go, Cousin Xiao Yan. Now, let's make the Yun Lan Sect tremble under our wrath!"

(Chapter End)

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