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After bidding farewell to Mang Dian and the others, Mo Yu decided to go into seclusion. Now that there were no distractions, and the Yuan Manor was steadily establishing its influence in the Western Region, it was the perfect opportunity to break through to Dou Zun!
Although Mo Yu’s combat strength was already remarkable due to the dominance of the Heavenly Thunder Body and the destructive power of the Destruction Thunder Orb, he could only pose a threat to lower-level Dou Zuns.
However, with the Yuan Manor’s rapid expansion, the enemies he would face in the future would only grow stronger. With his current strength, Mo Yu feared he might not be able to keep up.
Yet, as long as he reached the Dou Zun realm and combined it with the terrifying power of the Heavenly Thunder Body, he would gain the ability to contend with even high-level Dou Zuns in the future!
As for whether he could successfully break through, Mo Yu wasn’t worried. With the help of the half-portion of Ban Sheng Blood Essence, the chasm-like gap between Dou Zong and Dou Zun wasn’t much of an obstacle for him.
The mbers of Yuan Manor didn’t oppose Mo Yu’s decision to enter seclusion. With Yuan Manor on the brink of dominating the Western Region, even if Mo Yu remained in seclusion for a year or longer, it wouldn’t be a problem.
Deep within Ten Thousand Weapons City, in a towering black pagoda, Mo Yu took out the half-portion of Ban Sheng Blood Essence and began his long journey to break through to Dou Zun...
Ti flowed silently amidst the verdant mountains and clear waters. In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.
During these two months, everything was exceptionally peaceful. Even the remnants of the Western Alliance, such as the Di Ming Sect, had yet to launch any retaliatory attacks.
While the Di Ming Sect wasn’t particularly fearso, the Tian Ming Sect supporting them from the shadows was one of the renowned two major sects in Central Plains.
Xiao Li had sent people to investigate, and Central Plains remained bustling as usual. However, there was no news of the Tian Ming Sect making any major moves.
This silence puzzled Zi Huo, Xiao Li, and the others. Given the Tian Ming Sect’s ruthless nature, it was unlikely for them to endure for so long without taking action.
It seed that sothing must have hindered the Tian Ming Sect, forcing them to temporarily set the matter aside.
This unexpected reprieve brought a sense of relief to Xiao Yixian and the others. Yuan Manor, at its current stage, was no match for the Tian Ming Sect.
If a war were to break out now, Yuan Manor would likely suffer devastating losses, potentially leading to its collapse.
Given this rare opportunity for respite, Xiao Yixian and the others focused on strengthening Yuan Manor, seizing territories across the Western Region to consolidate Yuan Manor’s authority and expand its influence.
Ti passed swiftly. Another month went by, yet there were no signs of Mo Yu erging from his seclusion in the stone pagoda.
However, his aura, which remained calm like a deep well, grew increasingly profound. He resembled a slumbering dragon, awaiting the mont of awakening.
These signs indicated that Mo Yu’s strength was steadily rising, and breaking through to Dou Zun was rely a matter of ti.
During this month, the restructuring and expansion of the Hundred Weapons Hall and Thousand dicines Hall were completed.
With the annexation of the Weapon Alliance and the nurous weapon blueprints provided by Mo Yu, the Hundred Weapons Hall began to develop at an astonishing pace.
Several weapon refiners who had been stuck at the fifth and sixth grades also took this opportunity to break through to the sixth and even seventh grade, significantly enhancing the quality and quantity of the hall’s resources.
Similarly, the Thousand dicines Hall kept pace. After Gu He introduced the thod of soul power cultivation, it imdiately attracted top-tier alchemists from across the continent.
In addition to the soul power cultivation thod, Yuan Manor’s reputation as the dominant power in the Western Region and its generous benefits quickly attracted six to seventh-grade alchemists within just a few months. There were also dozens of sixth-grade and lower alchemists joining their grades.
With the growth of the two halls, they began to support the rest of Yuan Manor more extensively.
High-quality weapons and advanced pills not only equipped Yuan Manor’s warriors but also boosted the strength of its mbers at an incredible rate.
The hall’s enticing benefits drew more and more experts to join Yuan Manor, making it a force to be reckoned with.
Yuan Manor, like a sponge, continuously absorbed the nutrients it needed for growth. With each passing mont, its foundation beca stronger and more resilient.
Once Yuan Manor fully digested these gains, its ergence would undoubtedly stir the continent’s winds and clouds...
Ti flowed like water, and the lush green forest gradually took on hues of autumn.
Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, yet Mo Yu remained in seclusion.
Although everyone could sense the increasingly powerful aura within him, there was still no sign of him erging from the stone pagoda. This left the mbers of Yuan Manor both hopeful and anxious.
During this period, the rear mountain had been designated as a forbidden area within Yuan Manor. Aside from Xiao Yixian and a few others, even Yuan Manor’s elders were prohibited from entering.
This arrangent piqued the curiosity of so newly joined mbers, but after inquiries, they learned only that their leader was undergoing seclusion in the rear mountain’s stone pagoda.
The black stone pagoda stood isolated atop the mountain, surrounded by wild grass that symbolized the passage of ti.
Inside the pagoda’s topmost floor, the scene remained unchanged. On the stone platform, a young man sat with his eyes tightly shut, his entire body shrouded in terrifying lightning. The thunderbolts burned like flas, exuding an overwhelming and oppressive aura.
At the side of the stone platform, Xiao Yixian gazed at the youth enveloped in lightning. After a long while, she sighed softly.
"One year has passed, and you still haven’t erged..."
She murmured softly. Since Mo Yu began his seclusion, an entire year had gone by.
During this year, Yuan Manor had grown rapidly, yet the person they cared about the most remained in seclusion.
Beside her, Qing Lin’s face also revealed a look of concern. Over the year, ti seed to have left no marks of aging on the two won. Instead, they appeared even more mature and enchanting.
Xiao Yixian looked at Qing Lin and said gently, "Qing Lin, you should go rest. I can watch over things here."
Qing Lin shook her head. "There’s no need. After managing the Heavenly Serpent Mansion, I’m used to this kind of work. But the young master has been in seclusion for so long... it’s truly worrying."
Hearing this, Xiao Yixian didn’t press further and instead joined Qing Lin in watching over Mo Yu with concern.
Near the rear mountain’s training ground, Yuan Manor mbers trained diligently. Among them stood a golden figure: Mo Yu’s fiancée in na, Ma Yunlu of the Golden Warhorse Clan.
Since joining Yuan Manor, the Golden Warhorse Clan had gradually integrated into its grades. mbers of the clan could now often be seen training alongside Yuan Manor’s warriors.
Ma Yunlu was one of the instructors here.
Her slightly stern yet beautiful face now carried an air of solemnity that made her appear far more authoritative than in the past. Glancing around with sharp eyes, Ma Yunlu ensured no one was slacking before giving a faint nod of approval. Her gaze then shifted toward the rear mountain, where the black stone tower lood, its presence stark and foreboding.
As she stared at the tower, Ma Yunlu’s thoughts drifted. Three years ago, Mo Yu had impersonated her fiancé to represent the family in battle, and at the ti, he had only been a Dou Zong. Yet, just a year ago, his achievents had escalated to the unimaginable—slaying a three-star Dou Zun. Even now, recalling this feat left her deeply shaken.
"The rear mountain has been sealed off for a year now. Sister Yunlu, do you know when the Manor Lord will erge?"
A soft voice from behind brought her back to reality. Turning her head, Ma Yunlu saw a few notable young disciples of the Yuan Manor, their faces full of curiosity. Feigning severity, she chided, "Don’t pry into the Manor Lord’s matters!"
Hearing her words, the disciples imdiately quieted, their expressions turning serious.
After all, Mo Yu, the creator who had single-handedly elevated Yuan Manor to its dominant position in the Western Region, held unparalleled authority and prestige within the sect.
"Lately, many elders and hall masters have been traveling for various tasks. Don’t use this as an excuse to slack off," Ma Yunlu continued. "If you fail the annual exam, you’ll have to face the consequences. But if you perform well, the rewards from Hundred Weapons Hall and Thousand dicines Hall won’t disappoint you. Work hard."
Her encouragent drew eager smiles from the disciples, who began to gear up with newfound determination. The prestige of Hundred Weapons Hall and Thousand dicines Hall had already spread far and wide, even reaching the Central Region. Their crafted weapons and refined pills were now synonymous with excellence.
As Ma Yunlu prepared to sit down for cultivation, the entire mountain suddenly shook, causing several disciples to stagger in alarm.
"What happened? What’s going on?"
The unexpected tremor sparked chaos, and whispers of unease rippled among the Yuan Manor mbers.
Ma Yunlu’s sharp voice quickly silenced the commotion. "Calm down! With so many elders and hall masters guarding this place, what could possibly go wrong?"
Her words steadied the disciples, who exchanged glances and gradually settled. It was true—with the Yuan Manor’s current strength, even if the mountain itself collapsed, they could hold it up.
Yet, before the calm fully returned, another violent tremor shook the peak. This ti, all eyes instinctively turned toward the source—the black stone tower in the rear mountain!
"It’s coming from there!"
Ma Yunlu’s gaze locked onto the black tower, her heartbeat quickening. This was the first movent from the tower in an entire year.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
The tremors attracted the attention of many Yuan Manor experts. Figures flickered through the air, gathering above the rear mountain with expressions of shock and curiosity. A faint, terrifying aura emanated from the tower, like a dormant dragon slowly stirring from its slumber.
Two elegant figures swiftly appeared in midair. Their beautiful eyes focused on the black tower, and when they sensed the overwhelming aura, they exchanged glances filled with unconcealed excitent.
"Mo Yu... Young Master... Is he finally coming out of seclusion?"
As the Yuan Manor buzzed with anticipation, strange changes began to manifest within the tower.
Inside the stone tower, Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin stared in delight at the stone platform before them. A torrent of imnse energy surged out from Mo Yu’s body, radiating like an unstoppable tide. Alongside it, a familiar presence began to awaken.
"Is he finally erging?"
Their faces lit up with joy, their excitent barely contained. After a year of silence, there was finally movent!
Suddenly, the terrifying lightning that cloaked Mo Yu’s body expanded violently. Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin hesitated for a mont before retreating from the tower, knowing they couldn’t withstand the brunt of the mysterious thunder force for long.
The mont they exited, the lightning within the tower erupted like a volcanic explosion, surging out from the tower’s peak.
The lightning coalesced in the sky, forming a massive Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent over a hundred ters long. The colossal serpent wound itself around the tower, its oppressive presence sending waves of fear through onlookers. Many felt their legs go weak under its trendous pressure.
"Roar!"
The serpent let out a deafening roar, its voice echoing across the mountain range.
A surge of boundless energy condensed on the serpent’s massive form, causing it to emit dazzling light. This power spread outward like a flood, forcing many to squint against the brilliance.
When the light faded, everyone turned their eyes to the towering serpent. On its forehead, a slender figure slowly erged. A formidable, overwhelming aura radiated from his body, leaving all present in awe.
"This... This aura... It’s Dou Zun?"
Ma Yunlu’s eyes widened in shock, her expression frozen in disbelief as she felt the sheer intensity of the aura.
Monts later, she took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly as she murmured, "He... He’s reached Dou Zun..."
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