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"Mo Clan of Yan City?"
Hearing this na, both unfamiliar and sowhat familiar, Mo Yu furrowed his brows slightly and asked, "What kind of clan is that?"
"The Mo Clan, one of the four great families in the northeastern province of the Jia Ma Empire. Although their influence doesn't compare to behemoths like the Nalan Clan, they are still not to be underestimated. They have been entrenched in the northeast for many years, almost like local overlords. Few dare to provoke them. Their power easily surpasses that of our Xiao Clan," Xiao Zhan said with a deep frown.
"Uncle, are you saying that the Mo Clan in Wu Tan City is connected to the Mo Clan of Yan City?" Hearing Xiao Zhan ntion the term 'ancestral clan' and recalling his father's background, Mo Yu began to piece things together.
Xiao Zhan nodded, "Your grandfather was from the Mo Clan of Yan City. Many years ago, during a mission, he failed and was punished, his cultivation crippled. He then ca to Wu Tan City, where my father took him in. Since then, your family has been rooted in the Xiao Clan of Wu Tan City for forty years."
Upon learning that his grandfather's cultivation had been crippled, Mo Yu's eyes flashed with anger. He asked coldly, "Was my father's death also related to the Mo Clan of Yan City?"
Sensing the deep killing intent in Mo Yu's voice, Xiao Zhan shook his head. It was as if he could already foresee the day Mo Yu would storm the Mo Clan.
Although the Mo Clan was strong, with Mo Yu's talent, it was not impossible for him to achieve such a feat.
Looking at the bright moon overhead, Xiao Zhan sighed, "After being expelled from the Mo Clan, your father was deeply unwilling to accept it. He focused entirely on cultivation and improved his strength rapidly. He reached the level of Da Dou Shi just after turning thirty, almost rivaling ."
Thinking of Mo Yu's father, Xiao Zhan felt a slight pang of nostalgia. There was a ti when they were inseparable training partners, but now they were separated by life and death.
Mo Yu nodded. For his father, who had risen from a servant to marry a daughter of the Xiao family, he was clearly no ordinary man.
"Then, did my father attempt to return to the Mo Clan, only to be killed by them?" Mo Yu speculated.
Xiao Zhan shook his head slowly, "That's not quite it. When the Mo Clan learned of your father's strength, they sent people to talk with him. They discussed sothing, likely regarding your family's return to the clan. I don't know the details, but after that eting, your father returned to the Mo Clan and was never heard from again. Your grandfather spent all his savings trying to find out what happened, only to learn that your father had died in an accident. Our Xiao Clan used all our connections to investigate but only found out that your father died during a mission for the Mo Clan. As for the nature of that mission, the Mo Clan never explained."
"Mo Clan!" Mo Yu's eyes flashed with icy killing intent. His grandfather's crippled cultivation and his father's death were all because of that wretched Mo Clan!
"How strong is the Mo Clan?" After a while, Mo Yu cald down and gently stroked the ring containing the Frost Demon Beast, asking in a soft voice.
"The strongest in the Mo Clan is their elder, Mo Cheng. His na is quite famous in the eastern part of the empire. Years ago, he single-handedly wiped out the notorious Black Whirlwind Bandit Group. That group was no small force—they had three Da Dou Shi and over a dozen Dou Shi. Their strength wasn't any weaker than the three great families of Wu Tan City. Yet, Mo Cheng slaughtered them all by himself. His brutal nature earned him the nickna 'Mo the Butcher'," Xiao Zhan said gravely.
"Dou Ling..." Mo Yu murmured to himself.
"Yes, Mo Cheng is a Dou Ling, and though his strength is indeed formidable, what truly boosts his reputation is his other identity." As he said this, Xiao Zhan's face darkened.
"What identity?"
"When he was younger, Mo Cheng was a disciple of the Yun Lan Sect. Though he later left the sect, every year, he sends a generous offering to Yun Lan Sect. As a result, the Mo Clan has maintained close ties with Yun Lan Sect, and the sect has been quite supportive of the Mo Clan."
With Xiao Zhan's explanation, Mo Yu beca increasingly familiar with the Mo Clan of Yan City. Suddenly, a mory surged in his mind.
Now he understood why the Mo Clan felt familiar!
This was the sa Mo Clan that Xiao Yan had destroyed to save Qing Lin, with the help of Hai Bodong, wiping them out completely!
Thinking of this, Mo Yu seed to guess the cause of his father's death.
From what Mo Yu knew, the Mo Clan had long been researching the transplantation of magical beast limbs to replace human organs and gain great power. In the original story, they had set their sights on Qing Lin's Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils, which ultimately led to their elder being killed by Xiao Yan.
For the sake of this research, the Mo Clan likely conducted nurous inhumane experints in secret.
If Mo Yu's guess was correct, the Mo Clan had probably offered his father the chance to transplant magical beast limbs in exchange for returning to the clan.
To the Mo Clan, if it worked, they'd gain a powerful fighter. If it failed, the only one to die would be soone they had long expelled—a loss they could easily dismiss.
"Mo Clan, what a sche!" Thinking this, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a deep hatred for this small clan that briefly appeared in the original story. His desire for power grew even stronger.
Though the Mo Clan was a decent force in the northeastern part of the empire, and perhaps even within the entire Jia Ma Empire, they were insignificant in the grand sche of things. On the entire Dou Qi Continent, they were nothing. Even a family like theirs struggled to grow stronger—this truly was a world where strength ruled supre.
As for their biological experints, if it were anyone else, Mo Yu might have been interested. But since the Mo Clan had targeted him, he would simply annihilate them once he beca powerful enough.
"Xiao Yu, the Mo Clan's influence is vast. After your father's death, our Xiao Clan's power has weakened, so we couldn't do much to avenge him," Xiao Zhan sighed.
Mo Yu waved his hand, "The Xiao Clan has shown great kindness by sheltering my family for three generations. I will repay this favor in the future."
Seeing that Mo Yu didn't hold a grudge, Xiao Zhan heaved a sigh of relief and added, "The Mo Clan's elder isn't just a Dou Ling; he also has ties to Yun Lan Sect. If you want revenge, you should wait until you're stronger."
Mo Yu nodded. With his current strength, he wasn't a match for a Dou Ling expert. He knew he had a long way to go before he could deal with the Mo Clan...
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