Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

Chapter 320: The Four Subsidiary Families of the Lei Clan

In the Yuan Mansion, inside a secret chamber.

Looking at the unconscious Snake Uncle, who had fallen into a deep sleep, a trace of sorrow flashed through Mo Yu's silver eyes. He sighed lightly, feeling both sad and determined to set a new goal.

Although the evolution of the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Snake was difficult, it wasn't impossible. Mo Yu recalled from the original story that Cai Lin had trained in the sacred grounds of the Nine Nether Earth Python, deep within the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, where she discovered the nest of a Rainbow-Swallowing Python. Through this inheritance, she completed her second evolution, transforming from a Rainbow-Swallowing Python to a Nine-Colored Swallowing Python.

This showed that whether it was the Nine-Colored Swallowing Python or the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Snake, although they had been extinct on the Dou Qi Continent for tens of thousands of years, their inheritance still existed in some places.

Even though Mo Yu didn't know where the inheritance of the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Snake was, and the original story didn't record it, for the sake of Snake Uncle, Mo Yu was willing to shoulder this heavy burden.

Living in this world, one must bear certain responsibilities. Snake Uncle had burned his bloodline power for Mo Yu, leading to his permanent slumber. Mo Yu, not being an ungrateful person, vowed to do everything in his power to repay Snake Uncle's kindness.

"Ah, without Snake Uncle, I'll have to explore the Dou Qi Continent on my own from now on." Mo Yu frowned slightly, rubbing his chin as he sighed.

With Snake Uncle falling into permanent sleep, Mo Yu not only had a difficult task ahead but also lost his greatest trump card.

With Snake Uncle's strength, Mo Yu had little to fear unless he encountered a strong Dou Zong (Dou Ancestor) or higher. Now, without Snake Uncle, Mo Yu would have to rely on his own power to face the storms of the Dou Qi Continent.

Currently, Mo Yu was at the Seven-Star Dou Wang (Dou King) level. In just two or three years after arriving in the Black-Corner Region, he had grown from a One-Star Dou Ling (Dou Spirit) to a Seven-Star Dou Wang—a terrifyingly fast progression.

However, despite his rapid cultivation speed, the strength of a Seven-Star Dou Wang didn't qualify him as a top powerhouse in the Black-Corner Region.

At best, Mo Yu's combat strength could rival that of a low-level Dou Huang (Dou Emperor). Now, without Snake Uncle's support, being the head of the Yuan Mansion, the strongest force in the Black-Corner Region, felt somewhat undeserved.

Frowning slightly, Mo Yu was aware of this. Whether to lead the Yuan Mansion or to venture to Central Plains in the future, he needed to increase his strength.

If he could break through to Dou Huang quickly, with his Dou Huang strength and profound foundation, even high-level Dou Huangs might not be his match.

As for how to rapidly improve his strength, Mo Yu had his eyes set on the Mysterious Thunder. Now that the Yuan Mansion had become the dominant force in the Black-Corner Region, the resources it controlled were far greater than before. In fact, it was probably more powerful than even ten Jia Ma Empire royal families combined.

With such a force under his command, Mo Yu wouldn't waste it. He had already awakened several of the Mysterious Thunders on the Mysterious Thunder List, but the last one remained untouched.

Although the last Mysterious Thunder was ranked last, Mysterious Thunder was still Mysterious Thunder, and even the lowest-ranked one was far superior to ordinary energies.

Mo Yu's plan was to use the entire Black-Corner Region's resources to nurture this last Mysterious Thunder to its peak, then absorb the feedback energy to break through to Dou Huang in one fell swoop!

If it were any other Mysterious Thunder, even the combined resources of the Black-Corner Region wouldn't be enough to sustain it. But the one ranked last was roughly equivalent to a Heavenly Flame ranked around the twentieth on the Heavenly Flame List.

For this level of Mysterious Thunder, as long as there were enough resources to feed it, reaching its peak wouldn't be too difficult.

"But for now, I need to deal with the Lei Clan members..." Mo Yu's silver eyes flashed. Remembering the Lei Clan's Black Demon Army, he set aside his current plans and stood up, walking toward the hall outside.

"Greetings, Mansion Master!"

Seeing Mo Yu emerge from seclusion, the passing members of Yuan Mansion looked at the silver-eyed youth with reverence and admiration, their eyes filled with fervor.

Who could have imagined that this young man, barely in his twenties, had built the Yuan Mansion from scratch in just a few years, turning it into the number one power in the Black-Corner Region?

Such an achievement was an inspirational story on the Dou Qi Continent!

Mo Yu nodded slightly to the greeting members, and a sense of pride slowly rose within him.

In less than three years after arriving in the Black-Corner Region, he had risen to control such a force—a rise even more impressive than in his previous life.

As he arrived in the hall, a thin, black figure was busy working. This was Xiao Li, the chief steward of Yuan Mansion.

"Cousin Mo Yu, you're here."

Seeing Mo Yu approach, Xiao Li quickly set down the paperwork and greeted him warmly.

"Hmm, Cousin Xiao Li, you've worked hard these past few days." Although Mo Yu was the head of Yuan Mansion, he often secluded himself for cultivation, leaving the day-to-day affairs to Xiao Li. It could be said that Xiao Li's efforts were indispensable to the rise of Yuan Mansion.

"Hehe, you're too kind, Cousin Mo Yu. We're family; this little work is nothing." Xiao Li shook his head with a smile.

The growth of Yuan Mansion had been rapid. After defeating the Black Alliance, almost every major and minor force in the Black-Corner Region had either submitted or willingly joined. In just a few days, Yuan Mansion's power had multiplied.

Moreover, with its alliance with the Jia Nan Academy, Yuan Mansion now stood on an unshakable foundation.

Yuan Mansion's rapid expansion had filled Xiao Li with ambition. Of the three Xiao brothers, Xiao Li was the most ambitious, and now, as the steward of a force even larger than the former Cloud Mist Sect of the Jia Ma Empire, he found joy in his busy work.

"Oh, right, Cousin Mo Yu, the three major forces that allied with us in the battle against the Black Alliance retreated mid-fight. Although it was because of the arrival of that Dou Zun (Dou Sovereign) from Central Plains, they still broke the alliance. How should we deal with them?" Xiao Li frowned slightly, remembering the issue and asked Mo Yu.

"Hehe, leave it to you, Cousin Xiao Li. If they're willing to submit to Yuan Mansion, spare them. If they remain stubborn, wipe them out!" Mo Yu smiled indifferently, not too concerned.

As the dominant force in the Black-Corner Region, Yuan Mansion needed to act like a leader. The three major forces were indeed powerful, but compared to Yuan Mansion now, they were just larger pests. If they didn't submit, they could simply be crushed.

"Understood." Xiao Li nodded, fully confident in Yuan Mansion's power.

"Cousin Mo Yu, how is the mysterious expert who follows you?" After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Li asked again.

"You mean Snake Uncle... His situation is not good..." Mo Yu shook his head. Just as he was about to say more, the guards outside suddenly reported that the Lei Clan's envoys had arrived.

Mo Yu paused in surprise, and Xiao Li's expression became serious.

Everyone in Yuan Mansion had been treating these mysterious powerhouses from Central Plains with the utmost respect in recent days, fearing to offend them.

Fortunately, although these visitors were powerful, they hadn't caused trouble. They had merely waited quietly for Mo Yu to finish his seclusion.

Xiao Li glanced curiously at Mo Yu, wondering what secret his cousin possessed that had attracted such powerful individuals.

As Xiao Li pondered, the Lei Clan's silver-armored warrior, Mang Ting, strode into the hall, his towering figure emanating an aura of subtle but immense thunderous power that permeated the space.

Seeing this, Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed slightly. Being this close to Mang Ting, he could truly feel the power of a Dou Zun from the Lei Clan.

If the old man Mu Gu had persisted back then, he would have likely met his end at Mang Ting's hands.

As Mo Yu observed Mang Ting, the latter's thunderous eyes narrowed slightly, locking onto Mo Yu with a piercing gaze.

When Mang Ting peered into Mo Yu's silver eyes, his expression changed.

In those silver eyes, he saw a swirling mass of lightning, as if enough thunder to destroy the world was coiling within. The terrifying, overwhelming aura was like the powerful Heavenly Flames of the Dou Qi Continent, emanating a violent and formidable presence.

Such a sight was something Mang Ting had only seen in his clan's sacred training grounds—the Demonic Thunder Pool!

"What a terrifying boy. No wonder he's the one the clan has been searching for!" Mang Ting withdrew his gaze, his expression becoming solemn as he recalled the investigation his subordinates had conducted in the Jia Ma Empire.

"Commander Mang, thank you for helping save Snake Uncle a few days ago," Mo Yu quickly cupped his hands in gratitude when he saw Mang Ting enter the hall. Although he wasn't sure why these Lei Clan experts had come, their rescue of Snake Uncle had left a favorable impression on Mo Yu.

"No need for thanks," Mang Ting said, waving his hand dismissively. His thunderous eyes quickly glanced over Xiao Li before focusing back on Mo Yu. "Young Master Mo Yu, how much do you know about my Lei Clan?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu was momentarily stunned. His mind raced back to the original story, recalling what little information there was about the Lei Clan.

Although the novel didn't provide many details about the Lei Clan, from what little was mentioned, it was clear that they were an extremely powerful family, ranking among the top forces on the Dou Qi Continent.

Among the ancient eight clans, aside from the now-declined Xiao Clan, the Lei Clan was only surpassed by the Soul Clan and the Gu Clan.

However, Mo Yu obviously couldn't reveal this knowledge. Keeping a calm expression, he gently shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Commander Mang, but I don't know much about the Lei Clan."

Mang Ting nodded, unsurprised by Mo Yu's response. Although the ancient eight clans were powerful, they had hidden themselves from the world for a long time, so they weren't well-known to the general populace, especially in the remote northwest region of the continent.

"As for the Lei Clan, Young Master Mo Yu, all you need to know is that we are an ancient clan passed down through the ages. Our ancestor was a Dou Di (Battle Emperor).

Because of this, every member of the Lei Clan carries the bloodline of a Dou Di, giving our people extraordinary talent. Any random member of our clan would be among the top talents at Jia Nan Academy.

There were once eight clans like ours on the Dou Qi Continent, but now... only seven remain." Mang Ting's voice trailed off, his gaze briefly lingering on Xiao Li.

"A Dou Di!?"

Hearing that the Lei Clan's ancestor had been a Dou Di, Mo Yu's mouth opened slightly, and a look of shock appeared in his silver eyes.

This expression of surprise was immediately caught by Mang Ting, who nodded in satisfaction.

An ancestor who was a Dou Di was something the ancient eight clans were all proud of.

Seeing Mang Ting's expression, Mo Yu maintained his shocked look, while inwardly breathing a sigh of relief.

Of course, he already knew about the Dou Di ancestors of the Lei Clan and the other ancient clans. But his current persona was that of someone ignorant of such mysteries, so he couldn't afford to appear indifferent.

Beside him, Xiao Li's face also showed shock. But unlike Mo Yu's convincing act, Xiao Li was genuinely stunned.

A Dou Di!

For someone like Xiao Li, who had grown up in a small city in the Jia Ma Empire, where the strongest experts were only Dou Huangs, hearing about a Dou Di was absolutely mind-blowing.

After a while, Xiao Li slowly recovered from his shock. But then he noticed something strange. When Mang Ting had mentioned the eight ancient clans becoming seven, his gaze had rested on Xiao Li.

This made Xiao Li frown slightly, confusion flashing in his eyes.

His family, the Xiao Clan, was just a small clan from Wutan City. Their strongest member had only been a Five-Star Da Dou Shi (Great Dou Fighter).

Such a clan wasn't even noteworthy in the Jia Ma Empire, let alone on the Dou Qi Continent. How could they possibly be related to a fallen Dou Di bloodline?

Noticing Xiao Li's cautious expression, Mang Ting was momentarily taken aback. He hadn't expected his casual glance to trigger such a reaction. It seemed this member of the Xiao Clan was quite alert and meticulous.

What a pity. If the Xiao Clan hadn't fallen, and the Dou Di bloodline still existed, this man's achievements would surely surpass his own.

Shaking his head, Mang Ting quickly dismissed his thoughts. The Lei Clan had no deep bond with the Xiao Clan, unlike the Gu Clan. In fact, the two clans had once had many conflicts.

Now, as the dust settled, the Lei Clan had no reason to help the fallen Xiao Clan.

Turning his gaze back to Mo Yu, Mang Ting let out a thunderous laugh. "Young Master Mo Yu, you will learn more about the Lei Clan in due time. But for now, I have come with the Black Demon Army on orders from the clan lord to escort you back to the clan!"

"Back to the clan?" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Commander Mang, I'm not part of your clan."

Hearing this, Mang Ting smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Mo Yu, how can you be so sure you're not from the Lei Clan?"

"Uh... my surname is Mo. How could I be from the Lei Clan?" Mo Yu responded without hesitation.

"Haha, my surname is Mang, and I am still a member of the Lei Clan. To tell you the truth, the headmaster of Jia Nan Academy, Mang Tianchi, is my uncle, and he is not only a member of the Lei Clan but also one of our clan's elders!" Mang Ting chuckled.

Hearing this, Mo Yu's expression froze as he realized something. His silver eyes fixed on the Lei Clan warrior before him.

Seeing Mo Yu's reaction, Mang Ting smiled and continued, "Young Master Mo Yu, not all members of the Lei Clan carry the surname Lei. The Lei surname is reserved for the direct descendants. There are many other families within the clan.

Among them, the four major subsidiary families of the Lei Clan have always been highly trusted by the clan lords and elders. My Mang family is one of them!

Based on my investigation from a few days ago, Young Master Mo Yu, your Mo family in Salt City was originally one of the Lei Clan's four subsidiary families—the Mo family—from over a thousand years ago!"

(End of Chapter)

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