Chapter 488: Chapter 486: Annexation and Subjugation, the Mighty Yuan Manor
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terrifying thunderstorm swept across the sky, transforming the surroundings into a sea of lightning.
"Boom!"
From within the raging storm, a muffled sound echoed, followed by a figure shrouded in lightning plummeting to the ground like a cannonball.
A miserable scream pierced the ears of everyone present. Judging by the voice, the figure was none other than the previously awe-inspiring Jian Zun Zhe.
High in the sky, the sound of rushing wind marked the appearance of Mo Yu, who hovered like a specter above a deep chasm. His indifferent gaze swept downward.
His Destruction Thunder Orb earlier had undoubtedly inflicted severe injuries on Jian Zun Zhe. If luck was not on the latter’s side, he might already have perished on the spot.
"Eliminate the root to avoid future troubles," Mo Yu muttered, his eyes flashing. With a firm grip, he launched the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear into the chasm, striking directly where the remnant aura lingered.
"Boom!"
Where the spear struck, crumbling rocks shattered like foam, disintegrating into dust.
"Pfft!"
The spear, like a dragon, pierced through Jian Zun Zhe’s chest with a sickening sound before the latter could react.
This fatal blow sealed the already heavily injured Jian Zun Zhe’s fate. Moments later, his aura dissipated, and his life came to an end.
Jian Zun Zhe was dead.
Sensing the life force of Jian Zun Zhe fade, Mo Yu descended, retrieving his Divine Might Black Thunder Spear. He looked at Jian Zun Zhe, whose eyes remained wide open in death, and exhaled lightly.
"A three-star Dou Zun truly lives up to their reputation. Fortunately, I had the Destruction Thunder Orb as my ultimate trump card."
"Clap... clap... clap..."
A round of applause suddenly echoed from the sky. Mo Yu’s gaze sharpened as he spotted Mo Yi, whose face now bore a serious expression as he looked at him.
"As expected of the recent prodigy making waves across the continent. Yuan Manor’s Manor Lord, your strength is indeed unfathomable," Mo Yi remarked, his tone tense as he glanced at the fallen Jian Zun Zhe.
Initially, Mo Yi had assumed Mo Yu was just a young brat relying on special methods. To his surprise, Mo Yu had the combat strength to slay Jian Zun Zhe.
Yet Mo Yu was only a three-star Dou Zun, just like him. This realization made Mo Yi feel a deep sense of threat.
As he contemplated this, Mo Yi’s expression darkened, no longer daring to underestimate Mo Yu.
Seeing Mo Yu’s cold and silent demeanor, Mo Yi felt an urge to retreat. His original plan had been to use the Western Alliance to dominate the Western Regions, not to engage Yuan Manor in a life-or-death struggle.
After weighing his options, Mo Yi forced a smile and said, "Manor Lord Mo, the Western Alliance was formed by Jian Zun Zhe and Zhu Jian. I was merely coerced into joining. Now that Jian Zun Zhe is dead, I am willing to withdraw from the Western Alliance and promise not to oppose Yuan Manor in the future. How about that?"
Hearing Mo Yi claim he had been coerced into joining, Mo Yu sneered inwardly, not believing a word of it. Mo Yi was the leader of the Di Ming Sect, a faction with considerable strength. How could he possibly be threatened by Jian Zun Zhe or Zhu Jian?
Still, given that Mo Yi had witnessed the power of the Destruction Thunder Orb, it would not be easy to detain him.
After some thought, Mo Yu said in a deep voice, "Very well, I will give Sect Master Mo a chance. However, only you may leave. The Western Alliance must cease to exist from now on."
Mo Yi’s expression immediately shifted. Mo Yu’s intent was clear—he would not spare the rest of the Western Alliance.
The Western Alliance still included many from the Di Ming Sect.
Yet, faced with Mo Yu’s confident demeanor, Mo Yi steeled himself and swore to one day regain his dignity.
"Manor Lord Mo, you may be young, but your methods are certainly ruthless..."
With a cold glance at Mo Yu, Mo Yi turned and opened a spatial rift, stepping through and vanishing from the sky above the fortress.
"With the death of one Western Alliance leader and the escape of another, the crisis for Yuan Manor is resolved."
Mo Yu’s thunder bone wings flapped lightly as he emerged from the chasm and hovered above the battlefield.
His gaze swept over the Western Alliance members still locked in combat. With a cold snort, he flicked his fingers, releasing ten terrifying thunder pillars. These beams tore through the air like devastating lasers, striking the opposing fighters with brutal precision.
"Boom! Boom!"
A series of low explosions resounded, followed by anguished screams. Ordinary Dou Zong practitioners were blasted backward, spitting blood from Mo Yu’s casual strike.
The dreadful black lightning clung to them like maggots on flesh, rendering their Dou Qi defenses useless. Panic-stricken, many fled with lightning still crackling over them.
Those who saw this scene realized the tide had turned. Without hesitation, they activated their Dou Qi wings and fled for their lives.
"Manor Lord Mo, please have mercy! We were forced to join the Western Alliance," some of the coerced experts and sects cried out in panic.
None of them had expected Mo Yu to be so formidable, taking down two powerful leaders of the Western Alliance single-handedly. Faced with such strength, they dared not resist any longer.
Mo Yu’s indifferent gaze swept over these turncoats but did not pursue them further. Although distasteful, these individuals still held some influence in the Western Regions. Killing them all would not benefit Yuan Manor’s future growth.
After some thought, Mo Yu said coldly, "You may leave, but one life must be exchanged for another. Hand over members of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion or the Di Ming Sect in return."
The Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion had been a sworn enemy of Mo Yu’s, and since they could not be absorbed, they had to be eradicated. As for the Di Ming Sect, this would sever any chance of them regrouping and rebelling in the future.
Hearing Mo Yu’s terms, the faces of the Di Ming Sect and Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion members paled.
Meanwhile, other forces and experts hesitated briefly before their eyes flashed with ferocity. Without delay, they turned on their former allies, launching a chaotic battle in the sky.
This time, the Yuan Alliance became mere spectators to the unfolding drama.
"These scoundrels are truly shameless."
Watching the vicious infighting, Ma Chen approached Mo Yu with a slight smile. "Manor Lord Mo’s strategy is undeniably ruthless. These forces will now be at odds, unable to form alliances in the future."
Indeed, with this move, Mo Yu had preemptively destroyed any chances of the Di Ming Sect regrouping and conspiring with others.
"Such a pity Zhu Jian didn’t appear. He must have already escaped..." sighed Bing Lao as he approached.
"Haha, it’s no matter. After this battle, I will dispatch forces from Yuan Manor to hunt him down. Even if he’s an eighth-grade weapon refiner, he won’t evade us for long!"
Mentioning Zhu Jian brought a trace of killing intent to Mo Yu’s eyes as he sneered coldly.
"Uh..." Hearing this, Bing Lao and Ma Chen were momentarily stunned. It was then that they recalled the young man before them was a powerful figure capable of slaying a Sword Sovereign.
From now on, Yuan Manor and Mo Yu would undoubtedly rise as dominant powers in the Western Region.
Thinking back, Bing Lao and Ma Chen couldn’t help but shake their heads in amazement.
When Mo Yu first came to Central Plains, he was merely a young and inexperienced Dou Zong. Yet, in less than two short years, he had grown to this level...
In the sky, the chaotic battle lasted for over ten minutes. The experts of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and the Di Ming Sect suffered heavy casualties, and even the armies they had summoned were severely weakened. Without command, these troops scattered in disarray, fleeing in panic.
Glancing at the battlefield above, Mo Yu understood that the Western Alliance was utterly finished. From this day forth, there would no longer be such a coalition in the Western Region.
"Phew..."
Exhaling deeply, Mo Yu descended toward the fortress wall. Upon his return, the entire fortress erupted with earth-shaking cheers.
"Yuan Manor shall never fall! Long live the Manor Lord!"
As his figure landed gently on the wall, Mo Yu smiled faintly at the deafening shouts that shook the fortress.
"Greetings, Manor Lord Mo Yu! This old man is Dongfang Hong."
Amid the jubilant crowd, an elderly man with an energetic demeanor approached Mo Yu and greeted him respectfully.
"Elder Dongfang, there’s no need for such formalities. Both of our factions joined forces against the Western Alliance, making us comrades-in-arms," Mo Yu said with a light smile as he looked at the elderly man before him.
This man was the Supreme Elder of the Dongfang Clan, a reclusive family in the Western Region. A one-star Dou Zun, he had refused to submit to the Western Alliance and instead joined the Yuan Manor Alliance to resist them.
Apart from Yuan Manor’s core forces, Bing Lao, Ma Chen, Tie Jian Zun Zhe, and others, he was the only Dou Zun in the alliance Mo Yu wasn’t well-acquainted with.
"Haha, in my entire life, I have never seen anyone as gifted as Manor Lord Mo Yu. Were I not so advanced in years, I’d want to follow you in battle," the old man named Dongfang Hong said with a hearty laugh, exuding a bold and cheerful demeanor.
Hearing this, Mo Yu smiled faintly, developing a greater liking for the elder.
"Manor Lord, how should we handle these remaining Dou Zuns of the Western Alliance?"
At this moment, Zi Huo approached, accompanied by five restrained Dou Zun experts. He turned to Mo Yu for instructions.
These five were all around the level of one-star Dou Zun and were not members of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion or Di Ming Sect, which was why they had managed to survive.
The five Dou Zuns, upon seeing the silver-eyed young man before them and recalling his terrifying destruction techniques from earlier, couldn’t help but break into cold sweats. They quickly lowered their heads and spoke deferentially:
"Manor Lord Mo, we are willing to surrender. Please spare our lives!"
Hearing this, Mo Yu’s silver eyes narrowed slightly. For the coerced Dou Zuns of the Western Alliance, he hadn’t planned on killing them all.
For Yuan Manor to establish itself firmly in the Western Region, it would need to recruit and absorb new experts and forces. These five individuals were undoubtedly suitable candidates.
After pondering for a moment, Mo Yu spoke slowly:
"Considering you were not the principal culprits, I’ll spare your lives. However, you only have two choices.
First, you may return to your respective factions. However, your factions must pledge loyalty to Yuan Manor and provide an annual tribute of twenty percent of their resources.
Second, you may directly join Yuan Manor, serving under me and enjoying the benefits of being part of my forces."
As his words fell, Mo Yu’s sharp gaze fixed on the five Dou Zuns. If they showed even the slightest sign of resistance, they would be rewarded with a blast of his Black Gold Thunder Orb.
Sensing Mo Yu’s killing intent, the five Dou Zuns wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and dared not show any defiance. Three of them chose the first option, while the other two, both lone wanderers, opted to join Yuan Manor directly.
"I am Kuang Dao, Lin Lang, and I am willing to join Yuan Manor. From this moment onward, I pledge my allegiance to the Manor Lord!"
The one who spoke was a towering man wielding a massive executioner’s saber nearly half his height. He was a one-star Dou Zun.
Standing to his right was a handsome, suave man appearing to be in his thirties, also a Dou Zun.
Like the Tie Jian Zun Zhe, the two had been lone wanderers without any backing. It was only under Zhu Jian’s persuasion that they joined the Western Alliance.
Unexpectedly, they had run into the immovable force that was Mo Yu.
After witnessing the collapse of the Western Alliance and being impressed by Mo Yu’s methods, both Kuang Dao and Lin Lang, who were well-known Dou Zuns in the Western Region, chose to join Yuan Manor.
"Very well. From this day forward, Yuan Manor gains two new Honorary Elders: Elder Kuang Dao and Elder Lin Lang."
Seeing two Dou Zuns willingly join Yuan Manor, Mo Yu couldn’t help but smile faintly.
A Dou Zun expert, regardless of where they were, represented the pinnacle of combat strength. Even if these two were merely one-star Dou Zuns, they were still immensely powerful.
With the addition of these two Dou Zuns, Yuan Manor’s strength grew considerably. It now had the potential to replace the Western Alliance as the dominant force in the Western Region!
Witnessing this, Bing Lao and Ma Chen couldn’t hide the astonishment in their eyes.
In one stroke, Yuan Manor had recruited two Dou Zuns. Coupled with its original lineup of experts—Zi Huo, Xiao Yixian, Qing Lin, and the recently arrived Mo Yu and Qing Zhi—Yuan Manor now boasted a staggering seven Dou Zun experts!
The realization made Bing Lao and Ma Chen exchange a look before they smiled wryly, a sense of awe filling their hearts.
"It seems... the Western Region is about to change..."
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