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"What a mysterious man..."
Qing Yanjing gazed at the silver-eyed man beside her, a flicker of intrigue flashing through her beautiful eyes as she murmured softly.
To be honest, she had always harbored some reservations about Mo Yu. Despite her noble background, she was far from naive. Having traveled extensively and witnessed the treachery of the world, she had learned not to trust others so easily.
Mo Yu was her savior, but that did not mean he was free of ulterior motives. After all, she was well aware of the countless individuals coveting the Silver Tower she possessed. Mo Yu might very well be one of them.
However, the reason she accepted his offer of alliance was twofold. Firstly, he had indeed saved her life, and it would have been ungracious to refuse his goodwill. Secondly, she had confidence in her own strength—should Mo Yu harbor ill intentions, he would not succeed so easily.
Yet, after spending time together, Mo Yu seemed to have noticed her wariness. A brief moment of contemplation had allowed him to understand her concerns.
Since Mo Yu did not wish for a wary and distrustful ally, he chose an opportune moment to reveal the Silver Tower he had obtained from the Thunder Saint to Qing Yanjing.
This action sent a clear message: There is no need to worry about me coveting your Silver Tower—because I have one of my own.
When Qing Yanjing saw that Mo Yu also possessed a Silver Tower, she was momentarily stunned. However, she quickly grasped his intention, and her wariness dissolved. A slight sense of guilt even surfaced in her heart.
After all, she had wrongly assumed the worst of him.
With her internal guard lowered, Qing Yanjing's demeanor became more relaxed. Through their daily interactions—especially after witnessing the refinement of the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast—her impression of Mo Yu grew increasingly favorable. At the same time, an intense curiosity about him blossomed.
As a noblewoman of the Ancient Buddha Clan, Qing Yanjing would later come to admire and even marry Mu Feng, an unremarkable man, demonstrating that she valued spiritual connection over material wealth. A woman like her, once her heartstrings were plucked, would be willing to forsake everything for love.
During this period, she had also learned much about Mo Yu from his subordinates. To her surprise, he hailed from a lower plane called the Dou Qi Continent and had risen from obscurity to establish a formidable power in the Great Thousand World.
Women naturally find fairy-tale stories irresistible, and Mo Yu's meteoric rise from a lower plane to dominance in this vast world aligned perfectly with the heroic sagas of legendary figures.
Moreover, he was her savior, a highly skilled artifact refiner, and an exceptional talent in multiple disciplines.
All of these qualities fueled her intrigue.
Although she was not yet in love with Mo Yu, she was undeniably drawn to him, eager to uncover more about this enigmatic man.
"Being able to deduce and successfully refine a mechanical beast refinement method in such a short time… If nothing unexpected happens, you may one day become a Grandmaster in artifact refining," Qing Yanjing remarked, her red lips curving slightly as she looked at Mo Yu.
Artifact refiners were not uncommon in the Ancient Buddha Clan; they even had several Grandmasters capable of crafting sacred artifacts. However, true Grandmasters of artifact refinement had not appeared in centuries. That she was willing to make such an evaluation of Mo Yu spoke volumes about her regard for him.
Mo Yu simply smiled at her words, his expression calm yet devoid of arrogance.
To him, artifact refining was akin to how alchemy was to Xiao Yan. In the future, Xiao Yan would be renowned across the Great Thousand World for his mastery of flames and alchemy, and Mo Yu could not afford to lag behind.
More importantly, Mo Yu was relieved by Qing Yanjing's shift in attitude.
Had he not keenly sensed her wariness and dispelled it in time, their alliance might not have been so solid. A mid-level Spirit Array Grandmaster as an ally was a valuable asset.
Of course, beyond Mo Yu's own efforts to prove his sincerity, Qing Yanjing's own personality played a role. Despite being from the noble Ancient Buddha Clan, she did not carry the arrogance and condescension that often accompanied such lineage, making her pleasant to be around.
"The number of people watching us should have lessened over the past few days?" Mo Yu asked as he stepped into a stone pavilion, glancing at Wind Emperor, who stood there with a smile.
Wind Emperor stroked his beard and nodded. "There are still a few stubborn ones, but they no longer dare to monitor us openly."
Mo Yu nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that the defeat of the Three Blood Blade Fiends had indeed served as a strong deterrent. Otherwise, they would have been endlessly harassed by various probing factions.
"Additionally, we've received word from the Skylaw Continent. Our Thunder Prison forces should arrive within five days," Wind Emperor reported.
Hearing this, Mo Yu let out a small sigh of relief. With other factions gradually assembling, he was not afraid, but he was indeed outnumbered. The arrival of the Thunder Prison troops would help bolster their presence and prevent others from underestimating them.
"Also, the intelligence you requested has been gathered," Wind Emperor said, producing a scroll of parchment from his aged hands before handing it to Mo Yu.
"Excellent." Mo Yu smiled as he took it. Over the past few days, he had specifically instructed Wind Emperor to collect information, with a particular focus on the so-called Strongest Rankings of the continent.
Having spent considerable time in the Heavenly Thunder Continent, he naturally understood the significance of this seemingly simple ranking. It represented the pinnacle of combat prowess in this land. Every individual on the list was a renowned powerhouse with extraordinary battle achievements.
Mo Yu unfurled the parchment, where radiant light gathered at the top, forming the three words: Strongest Rankings. Soon, shimmering words began appearing below.
"Ranked 25th: Mo Yu."
"Hailing from the lower plane Dou Qi Continent, now the Prison Lord of Thunder Prison. A Greater Earthly Supreme, possessing a mysterious Supreme Dharma Body with extraordinary combat strength. He rose to prominence after effortlessly defeating the Vice Palace Master of the Thunder God Palace, Thunder King, and the Three Blood Blade Fiends in East Gang City."
Seeing this, Mo Yu was momentarily stunned. He had not expected to rank so highly at 25th place. It seemed this ranking system updated in real time, immediately reflecting any major developments.
This also indicated that Mo Yu now had a growing reputation across the vast Heavenly Thunder Continent. While 25th place was not the absolute pinnacle, it was still considered mid-to-upper tier. Most of those ranked higher were Perfected Earthly Supremes.
Mo Yu shook his head, unconcerned with his ranking. Instead, he continued reading the list as more names and details surfaced.
"Ranked 24th: Zong Shan, Master of the Golden Bell Sect. A Perfected Earthly Supreme who cultivates the Golden Bell Barrier Dharma Body, immovable as a mountain."
"…"
"Ranked 16th: Huo Yuan Yi."
"Ranked 13th: …"
Line after line of names appeared, each representing a top-tier figure in the Heavenly Thunder Continent, individuals of immense renown and power.
Their strength and battle achievements left Mo Yu slightly surprised. In terms of quality, the number of powerful individuals on the Heavenly Thunder Continent was not small. Aside from the rarity of Heavenly Supremes, the rest were enough to rival those from the top-tier factions.
As the rankings continued to unfold, Mo Yu's expression grew more serious. The list had now reached the fifth-ranked individual.
"Fifth on the Strongest Rankings: Thunder God, Palace Master of the Thunder God Palace. Perfected Earthly Supreme (rumored to have one foot into the Heavenly Supreme realm). He cultivates the sect-guarding technique of the Thunder God Palace, said to be an ultimate art passed down from the Ancient Thunder Palace—the Thunder God Dharma Body. Ranked thirty-seventh on the Supreme Supreme Body list of ninety-nine. Battle record: Once challenged a Heavenly Supreme alone—undefeated."
"Oh? He remained undefeated against a Heavenly Supreme? Impressive."
Mo Yu had heard this rumor before, but now that it was confirmed, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Although the ranking didn't say Thunder God won, simply remaining undefeated was proof of his terrifying strength. He was indeed worthy of this fifth-place ranking.
Such an opponent would be troublesome.
"I've also heard of this Thunder God. It's said that he cultivates the Supreme Demon Heart Scripture from the Ancient Thunder Palace. That technique was once the signature skill of the Demon Heart Lightening Emperor. Thunder God managed to step into the threshold of the Heavenly Supreme realm with it, possessing the power to battle true Heavenly Supremes.
However, throughout history, only one person has ever fully mastered the Supreme Demon Heart Scripture—the Ancient Thunder Palace's master, the Demon Heart Lightening Emperor. Even the version that Thunder God cultivates is incomplete.
Now that the Thunder Palace has reemerged, I doubt he would miss the opportunity to obtain the complete Supreme Demon Heart Scripture."
Beside him, Qing Yanjing glanced at the rankings and spoke softly.
"The complete Supreme Demon Heart Scripture, huh? Well... too bad, I'm interested in it too."
Hearing Qing Yanjing's words, Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.
The Supreme Demon Heart Scripture was one of the Thirty-Six Peerless Divine Abilities, and more importantly, it was extremely suitable for someone like Mo Yu, who cultivated the path of lightning. No matter what, he wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.
As for his competitor, Thunder God, Mo Yu felt no fear. Instead, flames of battle intent burned deep in his eyes. The path of the strong was one of constant advancement, undaunted and unyielding, ready to challenge any opponent.
"This time, you will be my rival."
Mo Yu traced his fingers over the name on the rankings before pressing down firmly. His gaze was sharp as a drawn sword.
Qing Yanjing seemed to sense the raging battle intent emanating from Mo Yu and turned her head slightly, looking at him with some surprise.
Thunder God, the Palace Master of the Thunder God Palace, was a figure with one foot in the Heavenly Supreme realm and had once battled a Heavenly Supreme without defeat. His fame was illustrious, and his strength was overwhelming.
While Mo Yu's combat prowess far exceeded others of his level, he was still only a Greater Earthly Supreme. In the eyes of most, the gap between him and Thunder God was an unbridgeable chasm. Yet, despite this, Mo Yu showed no fear. Instead, his fighting spirit burned even stronger.
"What gives this guy such confidence?" Qing Yanjing mused to herself, puzzled.
For someone to break through the lower planes' shackles and enter the Great Thousand World, Mo Yu was clearly not a reckless fool who didn't understand his limits. That was why Qing Yanjing was so curious—what kind of trump card did he have that gave him the confidence to challenge the Thunder God Palace's Master?
What she didn't realize was that when a woman grew increasingly curious about a man, it often marked the beginning of her downfall...
As time passed, the far eastern region of the Heavenly Thunder Continent grew increasingly lively.
Cities on the outskirts were teeming with forces from all directions. Even Perfected Earthly Supreme-level experts—who were once rarely seen—appeared in droves, drawing countless admiring gazes.
Within this atmosphere, Mo Yu finally received news that his forces from Thunder Prison had arrived.
However, under Mo Yu's orders, the Thunder Prison forces did not head to East Gang City. Instead, they moved directly into the depths of the Far East Region, the very area where the Ancient Thunder Palace had begun to manifest—Mo Yu and his group's ultimate destination.
It was said that all the top factions had already gathered there, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Upon receiving confirmation that his forces had arrived, Mo Yu immediately set off with Wind Emperor and the others, leaving East Gang City and heading toward the location of the Thunder Prison forces.
Qing Yanjing followed suit. She was highly intrigued by the Ancient Thunder Palace, the hottest topic on the Heavenly Thunder Continent. Moreover, since she and Mo Yu had formed a sincere alliance, they would naturally advance and retreat together.
By the time Mo Yu's group arrived at the Thunder Prison camp, half a day had passed. The setting sun cast a golden glow over the rolling mountain ranges of this desolate land.
Within the sprawling mountain terrain, a towering lone peak stood tall. The Thunder Prison forces were stationed there.
As Mo Yu and his group approached, sharp gazes immediately locked onto them. These were scouts stationed nearby, and their strength was formidable—most of them were at the Seventh or Eighth Grade Supreme level.
Mo Yu sensed the probing gazes but remained unfazed. Thunder Prison had been established for two to three years, and by now, it had amassed a force of seasoned elites. All available manpower had been summoned for this moment.
Recognizing Mo Yu instantly, the scouts swiftly saluted him with utmost respect, not daring to show the slightest negligence.
Mo Yu waved his hand and led Wind Emperor, Qing Yanjing, and the others past the defensive perimeter, ascending the towering peak.
At the summit, Mo Yu's eyes immediately fell upon the assembled high-ranking members of Thunder Prison.
"Greetings, Prison Lord!"
The leaders of various top factions who had pledged allegiance to Mo Yu bowed respectfully upon his arrival. Over the years, Mo Yu had forged his authority, becoming the undisputed master of Thunder Prison—none dared to challenge his rule.
Qing Yanjing observed the assembled forces and nodded slightly. She had initially thought Mo Yu's faction was weak, but to her surprise, he had six or seven Greater Earthly Supremes under his command. His forces were far from insignificant.
However, her gaze soon drifted toward the back of the crowd, where a mysterious black-robed figure stood still, face obscured.
Who was this person?
Why did he stand there motionless, showing no intention of saluting Mo Yu like the others?
At the same time, Mo Yu also turned his gaze toward the black-robed man. His brows arched slightly before the corners of his mouth curled into a smirk.
"Oh... so even my clone has arrived."
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