BTTH : I am Thunder Emperor

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Under the irresistible allure of the three sixth-tier weapons, the three faction leaders finally nodded in agreement.

Elder Yin Gu, the leader of the Dark Sky Sect, chose the Netherworld Black Gold Armor; Tie Wu, the head of the Wild Lion Gang, picked the Mountain-Cleaving Giant Axe; and Su Mei, the leader of the Luo Sha Gate, selected the Poison-Scaled Blood Whip. 

These sixth-grade weapons were meticulously crafted by Mo Yu over the past half month with the sole purpose of recruiting these three forces to stand against the Black Alliance.

While the high-level combatants of their side did not lag behind, they were at a disadvantage in the mid-tier, particularly at the Dou Huang level. The addition of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion to the Black Alliance tipped the scales further against them. 

To counterbalance this, Mo Yu turned his attention to the previously neutral factions in the Black-Corner Region—Dark Sky Sect, Wild Lion Gang, and Luo Sha Gate.

In the original storyline, Xiao Yan had lured these forces to attack the Yun Lan Sect using Mighty Emperor Pills. Mo Yu naturally wouldn't waste such an opportunity, though he didn't possess Mighty Emperor Pills himself. 

Instead, he offered something even more enticing—Netherworld Black Gold Armor, Mountain-Cleaving Giant Axe, and Poison-Scaled Blood Whip. Each of these sixth-grade weapons could instantly double the combat strength of their wielders.

Faced with such tempting rewards, the three leaders had no choice but to accept.

With his goal achieved, Mo Yu smiled faintly. After discussing some basic arrangements for stationing troops in Mo City, he let the three leaders leave. As their large contingents of menacing troops withdrew, the once-crowded hall emptied out.

Seeing that the negotiations were concluded, Xiao Li dismissed the remaining subordinates.

"Mo Yu, even though they've agreed to our terms, we must remain vigilant. In the Black-Corner Region, going back on one's word is almost second nature," Xiao Li said gravely as he walked over to Mo Yu's side.

"Heh, of course. If Cai Lin hadn't been present today, they might not have agreed so easily," Mo Yu chuckled, his silver eyes gleaming with a hint of cunning. "But don't worry, I've taken precautions. If they dare to betray us, not only will they lose everything they've gained, but I'll also ensure they pay a heavy price!"

Unbeknownst to the three leaders, the sixth-tier weapons they received were all imbued with Mo Yu's Weapon Explosion Technique.

"Good. With our Yuan Manor, Jia Nan Academy, and these three factions combined, we're now nearly on par with the Black Alliance and the Heavenly Serpent Mansion," Xiao Li said, his expression turning serious. 

"But I've heard that Han Feng has been leveraging his status as a sixth-grade alchemist to gather forces. It seems he's preparing for a decisive showdown with us."

Mo Yu's face also grew solemn. Since his last defeat, Han Feng had been lying low, clearly plotting something much bigger. With the Heavenly Serpent Mansion's involvement, any misstep in the upcoming battle could result in catastrophic losses for the Yuan Manor.

"Xiao Li, send word to Jia Nan Academy to keep a close watch on the Black Alliance's movements. If anything unusual happens, have the Grand Elder dispatch reinforcements immediately. 

Also, in the meantime, instruct the Hundred Weapons Pavilion to forge another batch of Guardian Armors and Swift Shadow Boots. Every member of the Yuan Manor must be fully equipped. A great battle is on the horizon!" Mo Yu ordered.

"Understood," Xiao Li replied with a grave nod, fully aware of the situation's severity.

After giving these instructions, Mo Yu retreated to his secret chamber and took out the Spirit-Merging Holy Chalice.

"My Dou Qi just recently broke through to the seventh star of Dou Wang, so another breakthrough is unlikely for now. I'll focus on strengthening my soul power instead," Mo Yu murmured, gazing at the chalice in his hands.

Although his current strength rivaled that of a lower-level Dou Huang, improving his soul power would not significantly boost his combat abilities. However, soul power was a parallel path to Dou Qi cultivation, and Mo Yu had no intention of neglecting it. 

Moreover, as his number of enslaved followers grew, he would require increasingly stronger soul power to control them.

He had rewarded his previous Minor Holy Chalice to Meng Yang, the head of the Hundred Weapons Pavilion, who successfully advanced to a fourth-grade weapon refiner with its aid.

Today, the Hundred Weapons Pavilion boasted one fourth-grade weapon refiner, five third-grade weapon refiners, and nearly a hundred first- and second-grade weapon refiners, making it a formidable force even without Mo Yu's personal involvement.

Shaking his head to dispel distracting thoughts, Mo Yu suspended the Spirit-Merging Holy Chalice above his head and began channeling his soul power into it.

With each pulsation of the chalice, Mo Yu could feel his soul power growing at a visible rate.

"No wonder this is a sixth-grade weapon; its power is incomparable to the Minor Holy Chalice," Mo Yu muttered with a satisfied smile.

Then, as if recalling something, he formed a series of hand seals and uttered softly, "But this isn't enough—Divine Sky Soul Art!"

Instantly, streams of invisible energy gathered around him. With the chalice refining these energies and merging them with his soul power, his rate of growth doubled.

If this pace continued, Mo Yu estimated he could break through to sixth-tier soul power in no time.

As his lips curled into a pleased smile, he immersed himself in cultivation, chanting obscure mantras.

After two months of statue-like stillness, Mo Yu's soul power surged. His perception expanded outward, allowing him to observe the entirety of Mo City from within his chamber.

His gaze flitted over the various areas until it landed on a particular location—an elegant room adorned with green garments and playful decorations.

"Oh, it seems to be Qing Lin's room," Mo Yu mused with a faint smile. He had no intention of invading her privacy but suddenly froze when he heard a startled scream.

"Ah!"

Recognizing Qing Lin's voice, Mo Yu furrowed his brows and extended his perception toward the source of the disturbance.

What he saw next nearly made him cough up blood.

Behind a curtain, a wooden basin filled with water stood in the room. Rising from it was a tall, fair-skinned young woman, her delicate figure completely exposed.

Near the window, an ugly, toothy insect perched ominously.

Startled by the creature's sudden appearance, Qing Lin let out a frightened cry, unaware of Mo Yu's inadvertent observation of her alluring form.

The splashing water drenched the girl's hair, turning the scene into a mesmerizing portrait of allure—an image that vividly sprang into Mo Yu's mind.

"Not good!"

Realizing the impropriety, Mo Yu quickly chanted a mantra under his breath, suppressing his inner turmoil. Without lingering further, he hastily withdrew his soul power as if he had never been there.

Moments after Mo Yu left, Qing Lin, her body devoid of strength, slumped into the wooden tub. Her flawless figure leaned against its edge as she gazed in the direction where Mo Yu's soul power had retreated. 

Stroking her chest with trembling hands, she bit her lip and whispered softly, "Young Master... he actually..." Her emerald-green eyes shimmered with an inexplicable emotion, and a faintly seductive smile graced her lips.

Elsewhere, Mo Yu scratched his head with a wry smile. Who would have thought that a simple test of his breakthrough in soul power would lead to such an awkward situation—accidentally spying on a girl bathing?

"I just hope Qing Lin didn't notice; otherwise, even if the Dou Qi Continent had a Yellow River, it wouldn't wash away this misunderstanding," he muttered, awkwardly touching his nose. Yet, despite himself, the image of her fair and voluptuous form resurfaced in his mind. 

"Who would've thought… Qing Lin's development in just a few years…" A flicker of heat danced in his silver eyes before he forcefully suppressed it.

"Damn this Heavenly Thunder Body," he grumbled, massaging his temples.

The drawbacks of the Heavenly Thunder Body had caused him trouble before, particularly during his encounter with Cai Lin. Now, as his strength grew, its negative effects seemed to worsen.

Shifting focus, Mo Yu evaluated his progress. "My soul power hasn't fully advanced to the sixth-grade, but I've reached the quasi-sixth grade. A bit more closed-door training should push me over the edge."

Thanks to the Spirit-Merging Holy Chalice and his soul techniques, Mo Yu's soul cultivation had progressed rapidly. If he focused solely on it, breaking through to the seventh-grade within three years wouldn't be out of reach.

As these thoughts occupied his mind, a sudden knock at the door pulled him back.

"Come in," he called.

The door opened to reveal Xiao Li, his face grim.

"Cousin Xiao Li, what brings you here?" Mo Yu asked, puzzled.

"Mo Yu, the Black Alliance has sent a challenge. They've invited our Yuan Manor to a decisive battle in three days at Northern Desert Plain," Xiao Li said, his voice heavy.

"A battle at Northern Desert Plain in three days?" Mo Yu stood up, frowning slightly. "It seems Han Feng is finally ready for an all-out war with Yuan Manor."

Northern Desert Plain, a desolate northern region of the Black-Corner Domain, was vast and uninhabited. Its expansive terrain made it an ideal battleground for two great forces to clash.

"By the way, the Grand Elder of Jia Nan Academy has arrived and is waiting for you in the main hall," Xiao Li added.

"The Grand Elder is here?" Wasting no time, Mo Yu quickly headed to the meeting hall.

The hall's atmosphere was solemn. Upon entering, Mo Yu noticed not only the Grand Elder, Su Qian, but also Hu Gan, the vice head of the Outer Academy.

"Mo Yu greets the Grand Elder and Vice Head." He cupped his hands respectfully.

"Ha, you're too modest! You're the Lord of Yuan Manor now; there's no need for such formality," Hu Gan chuckled, stroking his beard.

Over the past year, Yuan Manor's reputation had soared in the Black-Corner Domain. Even the reclusive elders of Jia Nan Academy had frequently heard of Mo Yu's accomplishments, filling them with pride.

"Vice Head, I'm still a student of Jia Nan Academy. No matter where I go, my teachers will always be my elders," Mo Yu replied with a polite smile.

Hearing this, both Su Qian and Hu Gan nodded approvingly, visibly pleased.

"Good lad! You've got a conscience. Now, about Han Feng—you've heard the details, right?" Su Qian said gruffly.

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

Su Qian's eyes glinted with ferocity. "Naturally, we'll join forces with Yuan Manor to crush the Black Alliance! The reputation of the Inner Academy must not be tarnished. If it were, how could I face the headmaster upon his return?"

Hu Gan nodded solemnly, silently agreeing.

"Very well. Grand Elder, Vice Head, gather your forces. Three days from now, we'll march to Northern Desert Plain," Mo Yu declared decisively.

"Good! Since you've got the confidence, we'll back you all the way!" Su Qian slammed the table with a hearty laugh.

"Three days from now, our forces will assemble. That day will mark the end of our feud with the Black Alliance!"

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