Chapter 310: Misunderstanding, The Battle Approaches

Chapter 310: Misunderstanding, The Battle Approaches

Under the overwhelming temptation of the three grade-six weapons, the three faction leaders finally nodded in agreement. The leader of Tianyin Sect, Yin Gu, chose the Netherworld Black Gold Armor, the Wild Lion Gang leader, Tie Wu, selected the Mountain-Crushing Axe, and Su Mei, the leader of the Rakshasa Gate, picked the Venomous Scale Blood Whip.

These three grade-six weapons had all been crafted by Mo Yu over the past half-month, specifically to win over these three major forces to help him fight against the Black Alliance. After all, while Yuan Manor was not lacking in top-tier powerhouses, they were at a disadvantage in terms of mid-level power, especially Dou Huang (Battle King) experts. With the addition of Heavenly Serpent Palace to the Black Alliance, Yuan Manor was at a clear disadvantage.

Mo Yu had set his sights on the three other major factions in the Black-Corner Region—Tianyin Sect, the Wild Lion Gang, and Rakshasa Gate—who had so far maintained their neutrality. In the original story, Xiao Yan had used Huangji Pills to entice these factions to attack the Yunlan Sect, so Mo Yu saw no reason not to follow a similar strategy.

Though he didn't have Huangji Pills, he could offer something even more tempting—powerful weapons. The Netherworld Black Gold Armor, the Mountain-Crushing Axe, and the Venomous Scale Blood Whip were the rewards he had prepared. With these grade-six weapons, the power of the three leaders would skyrocket instantly.

Faced with such an enticing offer, Su Mei and the others could no longer refuse. Seeing his plan succeed, Mo Yu smiled. After discussing some brief details about how the three factions would station their forces in Mo City, he allowed them to leave.

As the three faction leaders withdrew with their large forces, the grand hall suddenly felt empty. With the deal finalized, Xiao Li waved for his men to dismiss their troops as well.

"Mo Yu, those people may have agreed to our terms, but we still need to keep a close eye on them. Betrayal is common in the Black-Corner Region," Xiao Li said, walking over to Mo Yu with a frown.

"Heh, naturally. If Cai Lin hadn't been here today, they wouldn't have agreed so easily. But don't worry, I've taken precautions. If they dare go back on their word, they'll pay dearly, and I'll make them give back everything," Mo Yu said, a sly smile on his face. Unbeknownst to them, all three grade-six weapons had been imbued with his secret "exploding artifact technique."

"Good. With this, our Yuan Manor, in alliance with Canaan Academy and backed by these three major factions, should be able to match the strength of the Black Alliance and Heavenly Serpent Palace," Xiao Li said, his expression turning serious. "But I've heard that Han Feng is also using his status as a grade-six alchemist to recruit more fighters. It looks like he's preparing for a decisive battle against us."

Mo Yu's face grew solemn as well. Since his last failure, Han Feng had remained quiet, clearly scheming something big. With Heavenly Serpent Palace now involved, the upcoming battle could be devastating for Yuan Manor if they weren't careful, though they wouldn't be completely wiped out. Still, the manor would suffer heavy losses.

"Xiao Li, send word to Canaan Academy and tell them to keep an eye on the Black Alliance's movements. If anything seems off, have the Grand Elder send reinforcements immediately. Also, instruct the Hundred Weapons Hall to forge more Guardian Armors and Swift Shadow Boots. We need to fully arm Yuan Manor. A great battle is coming," Mo Yu ordered.

"Understood," Xiao Li nodded, recognizing the gravity of the situation.

After issuing all necessary orders, Mo Yu returned to his private chamber and took out the Soul Fusion Holy Cup.

"My Dou Qi strength has just broken through to seven-star Dou Wang, so it's too early to make another breakthrough. I should focus on training my soul power instead," Mo Yu muttered to himself as he looked at the Holy Cup in his hands.

While his current strength was already comparable to a low-level Dou Huang, increasing his soul power to grade-six wouldn't significantly boost his combat strength. However, since soul power advanced alongside Dou Qi, Mo Yu wouldn't neglect it. Moreover, as he enslaved more followers in the future, he would need greater soul power to control them.

He had given the Lesser Holy Cup to Meng Yang, the head of the Hundred Weapons Hall, who had used it to successfully break through to grade-four as a weapon refiner. Meng Yang was now Yuan Manor's top weapon refiner, second only to Mo Yu himself, which was one of the reasons why the Hundred Weapons Hall had grown so quickly.

The Hundred Weapons Hall now had one grade-four refiner, five grade-three refiners, and nearly a hundred grade-one and grade-two refiners, all contributing to its strength.

Shaking off these thoughts, Mo Yu suspended the Soul Fusion Holy Cup above his head and began to guide his soul power out of his body, allowing it to merge with the Holy Cup. As the Holy Cup pulsed, his soul power began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As expected of a grade-six weapon, it far surpasses the Lesser Holy Cup," Mo Yu smiled as he felt his soul power rapidly strengthen.

But then, as if thinking of something, Mo Yu quickly formed a hand seal and shouted, "But this isn't enough—Divine Cloud Soul Art!"

As his voice fell, invisible energy from the world around him began to gather, flowing through his soul power and the Holy Cup before returning to his body, significantly boosting his soul power's growth.

With the help of the soul technique, Mo Yu could clearly feel his soul power growing at an even faster pace—more than doubling in speed.

At this rate, it wouldn't take long before he stepped into grade-six soul power!

Overjoyed at the thought, Mo Yu increased the speed of his hand seals. As he chanted the obscure incantations, his soul and mind became more focused.

Thanks to the Soul Fusion Holy Cup and his soul technique, Mo Yu remained still like a statue for nearly two months. Suddenly, his soul power surged, leaking from his mind and spreading outward, filling the room.

With his soul power expanded, Mo Yu could see everything in the room, even with his eyes closed. His sight then extended beyond the room, and his soul power spread across almost half of Mo City, reflecting everything happening back into his mind.

His soul power was unstoppable, passing through walls and floors. Most people had no idea they were being watched, completely oblivious to the fact that their actions were being observed by an invisible force.

This familiar sensation brought a smile to Mo Yu's lips. But then, his wandering soul power picked up on something happening in a particular area of Yuan Manor.

It was a quaint, feminine room, filled with green garments and playful decorations. Mo Yu immediately recognized the owner of the room.

"Oh, it's Qing Lin's room."

Mo Yu smiled slightly. He had no interest in peeking into a woman's private chambers, but just as he was about to retract his soul power, a sudden scream reached his ears.

"Ah!"

The sharp, familiar scream caused Mo Yu to pause. He quickly focused his soul power toward the source of the sound, behind a screen in the middle of the room.

In the next moment, a sight that made Mo Yu's nose bleed appeared in his mind.

Behind the screen was a large wooden tub filled with water. Rising from the water was a tall, slender girl with no clothes on.

On the windowsill opposite her, an ugly giant toothed worm had somehow flown in, clearly startling the girl.

But from Mo Yu's perspective, he had an unobstructed view of the girl's wet, snow-white skin, her slender waist, and her full, curvy figure...

Her wet hair clung to her body, adding to the scene of beauty—a stunning image of a woman stepping out of her bath played out in Mo Yu's mind.

"Oh no!"

Realizing what he was seeing, Mo Yu quickly muttered a prayer, then hurriedly withdrew his soul power, as if he had never been there at all.

Back in the bath, Qing Lin, her body weak and flushed, leaned against the wooden tub. She pressed her hand to her chest and bit her lip as she whispered softly, "The young master... he actually..."

Her green eyes glimmered with a strange light, and an enchanting smile slowly spread across her lips.

Meanwhile, having retracted his soul power, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile wryly.

Who would have thought that while testing his soul power after a breakthrough, he would accidentally stumble upon such an awkward scene and inadvertently spy on a girl's bath?

"I hope Qing Lin didn't notice, or I won't be able to explain this no matter how hard I try," Mo Yu muttered, rubbing his nose in embarrassment. "Though there's no Yellow River on the Dou Qi Continent, if there were, I'd be in it."

As he thought about the scene that had just unfolded, Mo Yu couldn't help but recall Qing Lin's soft, white skin and her developed figure. He murmured to himself, "I didn't realize how much she's... matured over the years."

A flicker of heat flashed through his silver eyes, but Mo Yu quickly suppressed it.

"The drawbacks of the Tian Gang Thunder Body are becoming more and more troublesome," he grumbled, massaging his forehead.

The previous incident with Cai Lin had been triggered by the drawbacks of the Tian Gang Thunder Body. Now, as his strength increased, the side effects were becoming more severe.

"Although I haven't yet broken through to grade-six in soul power, I've reached the quasi-sixth level. With a bit more time, I should be able to advance fully," Mo Yu mused, feeling satisfied with his progress.

Thanks to the Soul Fusion Holy Cup and his soul technique, Mo Yu's soul power was advancing rapidly. If he focused solely on cultivating his soul power, it wouldn't be impossible to reach grade-seven within three years.

Just as he was pondering this, a knock came at the door.

"Come in."

At Mo Yu's command, a figure clad in black entered. It was none other than Xiao Li.

"Xiao Li, what brings you here?" Mo Yu asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Mo Yu, the Black Alliance has sent a message—they've challenged Yuan Manor to a decisive battle on the Northern Desert Plain in three days!" Xiao Li said as soon as he entered, his voice heavy with tension.

"A battle in three days, on the Northern Desert Plain?" Mo Yu repeated, his brow furrowing. "It seems Han Feng is finally ready for a showdown with Yuan Manor."

The Northern Desert Plain was a desolate area in the northern part of the Black-Corner Region. It was vast and empty, with little human activity. Even Dou Huang-level experts would feel insignificant in such a wide, open space.

By choosing this location, Han Feng clearly intended for a large-scale, all-out battle between the two factions.

"Also, the Grand Elder from Canaan Academy has arrived. He's waiting for you in the main hall," Xiao Li added.

"The Grand Elder is here?" Mo Yu immediately left for the council hall.

When Mo Yu arrived, the atmosphere was heavy. Not only was the Grand Elder, Su Qian, present, but Vice-Principal Hu Qian from the outer academy had also come.

"Mo Yu greets the Grand Elder and Vice-Principal," Mo Yu said respectfully as he entered.

"Hehe, you're the head of Yuan Manor, there's no need to be so modest," Su Qian said with a smile.

In the past year, Yuan Manor's reputation in the Black-Corner Region had skyrocketed. Even the reclusive elders of Canaan Academy had heard of Mo Yu's achievements, making them both surprised and proud.

"Look at that! He's one of our academy's students!" they thought, clearly pleased.

"Vice-Principal, you're teasing me. No matter what, I will always be a student of Canaan Academy, and you will always be my teachers," Mo Yu replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Su Qian and Hu Qian both nodded in satisfaction, clearly pleased with Mo Yu's humility.

"Well said, you still have a good heart. Now, about Han Feng, you've heard the news, haven't you?" Su Qian asked.

"Yes, Xiao Li informed me. Han Feng has challenged Yuan Manor to a decisive battle on the Northern Desert Plain. What does the academy plan to do?" Mo Yu asked, looking at the two elders.

Su Qian's eyes flashed with cold determination. "Of course, the academy will join Yuan Manor in taking down the Black Alliance! I can't let our academy's reputation suffer. If the Principal returns one day, how would I explain this to him?"

Hu Qian nodded in agreement, his expression serious.

"Good! Grand Elder, Vice-Principal, please gather your forces. In three days, we'll head to the Northern Desert Plain!" Mo Yu said decisively, standing up.

"Alright! Since you're so confident, the inner academy will back you up!" Su Qian declared, slamming his hand on the table in approval.

"Three days from now, we'll assemble our forces. That will be the day we settle things with the Black Alliance once and for all!"

(End of Chapter)

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