Chapter 407: Departure
At this moment, Mo Yu had no idea about the events unfolding within the Thunder Clan. He didn't know that Lei Ying, infuriated by the Ghost Staff Elder's assassination attempt, had stormed into the Soul Clan alone to wreak havoc. Nor did he know that a squad from the Black Thunder Banner was already on their way to find him under Lei Ying's command.
Currently, Mo Yu was immersed in the joy of his breakthrough. Not only had his strength advanced to the two-star Dou Zong level, but with the Heavenly Thunder Body, he now felt confident enough to face even a powerhouse like Elder Black Sword.
And not only that...
As this thought crossed his mind, Mo Yu raised his hand, and a small golden dragon appeared, floating above his palm.
"Its aura is stronger now..."
Looking at the sleeping little golden dragon, Mo Yu realized that this was a side effect of fusing with the Void Lightning Thunder. However, the little dragon now possessed an additional force—an invisible power of lightning, precisely the Void Lightning Thunder.
"With the peak Void Lightning Thunder now fused, the power of the Black Gold Thunder Orb must have increased as well. I wonder if it could now threaten even a peak Dou Zong expert..."
Looking at the sleeping dragon, Mo Yu muttered to himself as he thought of the Black Gold Thunder Orb, which was created by this little dragon. Previously, the Black Gold Thunder Orb, formed by the fusion of Nine Profound Gold Thunder, Vermilion Bird Heaven-Burning Thunder, and Devouring True Thunder, was powerful enough to kill a seven-star Dou Zong. Now that it had absorbed the Void Lightning Thunder, who knows how much its power had grown?
"Hmph, I hope the Myriad Sword Pavilion doesn't come after me again, or else..."
Thinking of the Black Gold Thunder Orb's power, Mo Yu sneered as he thought of the persistent threat from the Myriad Sword Pavilion.
After stowing the little golden dragon and retracting the thunder wings and armor, Mo Yu's aura returned to that of a two-star Dou Zong.
"Everything is in place. It's time to leave the Golden Warhorse Clan. I wonder how Little Doctor Immortal is doing..." Mo Yu thought as he took out the golden key card and opened the door of the training room.
He had been in seclusion for three or four months, and by now, he had been in the Central Plains for nearly a year. Despite the rapid growth in his strength, he hadn't forgotten his mission—to help Little Doctor Immortal resolve her Woeful Poison Body.
After leaving the training room, Mo Yu stopped a servant to ask for directions and made his way toward the Clan Leader's office.
Before leaving, he needed to bid farewell to Ma Teng.
"Mo Yu, you've come out of seclusion?" Ma Teng looked up from his documents, smiling as Mo Yu knocked and entered.
"Yes, I've completed my seclusion. I must thank your clan for providing such a great place for training," Mo Yu said, clasping his hands in gratitude.
The isolation barriers in the training room had helped him avoid external distractions. Without them, the massive energy movements caused by the growth of the Void Lightning Thunder and the evolution of the Heavenly Thunder Body might have drawn the attention of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, leading to disaster.
Being attacked by enemies in the middle of seclusion would have been a nightmare. Luckily, the Golden Warhorse Clan's reputation kept the Myriad Sword Pavilion from daring to make a move.
"Haha, after three or four months of training, your aura has grown significantly, Mo Yu." Ma Teng, who was already half a step into the Dou Zun realm, noticed the change in Mo Yu's strength and smiled.
Mo Yu nodded but didn't elaborate. The breakthrough in strength was one thing, but the evolution of his body and the growth of his lightning powers were his greatest gains.
However, these were Mo Yu's trump cards, and though he had a favorable impression of Ma Teng, he wouldn't casually reveal them.
Seeing that Mo Yu wasn't interested in discussing the topic further, Ma Teng didn't press him. He smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you've come to say goodbye, haven't you?"
"Yes, Clan Leader. I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I can't stay much longer," Mo Yu replied with a nod.
Hearing this, Ma Teng sighed softly and then said, "While your marriage arrangement with Yunlu was part of our agreement, I must say, I see great potential in you. If you're willing to stay with the Golden Warhorse Clan, I could still marry Yunlu to you, and when the time comes, the position of Clan Leader, though nominally passed to Yunlu, could truly be yours in terms of power."
He looked at Mo Yu expectantly, his gaze intense. As a wise leader, Ma Teng knew that talent was the most important asset on the Dou Qi Continent.
To Ma Teng, Mo Yu's potential was worth investing in. He believed that the Golden Warhorse Clan could reach new heights with Mo Yu's help, which was why he was willing to offer even the clan's leadership to win Mo Yu over.
However, despite the tempting offer, Mo Yu shook his head and said, "Apologies, Clan Leader, but that's not my path."
Though the Golden Warhorse Clan was a force comparable to the Myriad Sword Pavilion, Mo Yu was confident that in five years, he could lead his own faction, the Yuan Gate, to the same level.
Seeing this, Ma Teng sighed deeply. While he had expected that Mo Yu wouldn't stay, hearing the rejection firsthand still left him with a sense of regret.
"Very well. I won't keep you. But as long as I remain the Clan Leader, the doors of the Golden Warhorse Clan will always be open to you," Ma Teng said, patting Mo Yu's shoulder with a smile.
Mo Yu didn't refuse the offer. He had a favorable impression of both Ma Teng and Ma Chen, and he knew that if his Yuan Gate ever relocated to the Central Plains, having the support of the Golden Warhorse Clan would make the Western Region an attractive option.
"Thank you, Clan Leader. I've stayed here for quite a while, and today, I'll be leaving. If you ever need my help in the future, don't hesitate to contact me," Mo Yu said, clasping his hands.
"Leaving today?" Ma Teng sighed once more, clearly reluctant to let Mo Yu go, but eventually, he nodded. "I suppose you do have important matters to attend to, so I won't stop you. Just be careful of the Myriad Sword Pavilion."
"Haha, don't worry, Clan Leader. I'm not so easy to kill," Mo Yu said with a confident smile. Naturally, he was wary of the Myriad Sword Pavilion.
After exchanging these final words, Mo Yu smiled, bowed to Ma Teng, and soared into the sky, heading swiftly toward the exit of the Golden Warhorse Clan. Soon, he disappeared into the distance.
Not long after Mo Yu left, a graceful golden figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
The golden figure's eyes remained fixed on Mo Yu's fading silhouette, and she bit her lip gently, whispering with a complicated expression, "Mo Yu, are you really leaving just like that?"
The woman was none other than Ma Yunlu.
(End of this chapter)
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