Chapter 620: Plotting Against the Medicine Clan, the Shattered Space
"Brother Xiao Yan, Cousin Mo Yu, this Yao Wangui is a powerful four-star Dou Saint. His strength is immense, and it won't be easy to deal with him," Xun'er said softly as the Medicine Clan appeared.
"Don't worry, my brother and I are confident," Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged smiles and said.
Seeing their confidence, Xun'er said no more. The two brothers of the Xiao family had traveled from the Jia Ma Empire to Zhongzhou, and they were no longer the young and inexperienced boys they once were. Now, they were towering figures on the continent.
In the sky, the appearance of Yao Wangui and his two companions naturally drew a lot of attention. The Medicine Clan was an ancient and peculiar race, with seven or eight out of every ten of their members being alchemists, all with remarkable talent.
Suspended in mid-air, Yao Wangui's gaze slowly swept the surroundings before finally stopping on Mo Yu's side. His eyes lit up when they locked onto Yao Lao, who was staring at him intently.
"Yao Chen... Ha, I never thought you, a discarded man, would reach the level of a Dou Saint. That's quite surprising," Yao Wangui chuckled faintly.
"Thanks to you, I'm still clinging to my old life," Yao Lao replied, his expression dark.
Seeing Yao Lao's bitterness, Yao Wangui remained calm. A one-star Dou Saint was strong, but in his eyes, it wasn't much.
"Is this the discarded Yao Chen? It seems the clan gave him a chance to return, but he stubbornly refused," the handsome man next to Yao Wangui mocked, raising his brows and glancing at Yao Lao.
"Haha, people who wander around and gain a bit of fame always think they've become powerful and start getting arrogant," Yao Wangui added, his slow and irritating tone making him even more unlikable.
Hearing this, Mo Yu frowned. These Medicine Clan members, proud of their alchemy talent, had grown arrogant and dismissive of others—truly detestable. It was no wonder that in the original timeline, the Medicine Clan was wiped out by the Soul Clan. With their unique abilities, they could have easily formed alliances with the Ancient Clan, Thunder Clan, or Flame Clan, preventing the Soul Clan from acting freely.
However, the upper echelons of the Medicine Clan were corrupt and short-sighted, which eventually led to their destruction.
As this thought crossed Mo Yu's mind, a plan began to form.
Though the Medicine Clan was arrogant and conservative, their alchemy skills were unmatched on the Dou Qi continent. In their hidden realm, alchemy was a way of life. If they weren't so reclusive, even the reputation of the Pill Tower would have been overshadowed by them.
When comparing the two, the Medicine Clan's alchemical heritage was more complete than the Pill Tower's. The Pill Tower was semi-public, while the Medicine Clan's techniques were closely guarded. Only clan members were allowed to learn their methods, and anyone from outside who tried would face death. This strict rule limited the clan's growth but also preserved many ancient pill formulas.
Mo Yu recalled that in the original timeline, Xiao Yan had saved a few talented Medicine Clan members when the clan was destroyed. This thought stirred something in his heart.
Though the Medicine Clan's fall was deserved, it was a shame. As an alchemist family, most of their members were exceptional alchemists, a rare quality even in the vast universe. If Mo Yu could save some of them when the Soul Clan attacked and recruit them into his Yuan Mansion, it would not only preserve part of their bloodline but also greatly benefit his own faction.
The lack of alchemists was a major problem for Yuan Mansion's rapid development. Strong fighters could be trained and recruited, but alchemists were much harder to acquire quickly. If Yuan Mansion absorbed the Medicine Clan's fresh blood, this major weakness would be resolved.
As Mo Yu's mind flickered with plans regarding the Medicine Clan, the atmosphere around him grew tense.
There's a saying: "When the ruler is insulted, the minister must die." Xiao Yan, who viewed Yao Lao as a father, could no longer tolerate Yao Wangui and Yao Tian's insults. He immediately retorted, sparring with the handsome Yao Tian, mocking him in return.
"In terms of rank within the Medicine Clan, even Yao Chen isn't qualified to lecture me. Since you dared to speak, you must pay for it," Yao Tian's face darkened, his voice cold. His once-handsome face turned icy as he stepped forward, releasing a vast and overwhelming surge of soul power. Like a massive wave, it crashed toward Xiao Yan with terrifying force.
"Today, I'll teach Yao Chen's disciple a lesson!" Yao Tian roared.
As the immense soul wave swept toward him with a thunderous roar, Xiao Yan's face turned serious, and the smile on his face disappeared. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he too unleashed a surge of powerful soul energy.
Boom!
The two soul forces collided. Though invisible, the intense shockwave caused the faces of everyone present to pale.
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow at the sight. Both Yao Tian and Xiao Yan possessed late-stage Heavenly Soul power, but due to his solid foundation, Xiao Yan's soul strength was slightly stronger. If the clash continued, Xiao Yan would surely win.
"Uncle Wangui, help me!" Yao Tian, sensing that Xiao Yan was difficult to handle, called out to Yao Wangui, his expression shifting.
Hearing this, Yao Wangui's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Xiao Yan's soul strength to be so formidable, but he couldn't stand by and let Yao Tian lose. He stamped his foot in midair, unleashing an even stronger surge of soul power, which formed a massive hundred-foot-long soul spear that shot toward Xiao Yan.
"Are all members of the Medicine Clan this shameless? Ganging up two against one?" Mo Yu sneered. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he raised his hand and gently squeezed the air.
Crack!
Without any visible energy fluctuations, the formidable soul spear shattered instantly, crumbling under the astonished gazes of everyone present.
Boom!
Effortlessly crushing the powerful soul spear, Mo Yu smirked coldly. Stepping forward, he clenched his fist and threw a punch at the stunned Yao Wangui.
Boom!
A massive soul fist, hundreds of feet across and covered in a crystalline layer, instantly formed in the air. As it shot forward, a powerful and overwhelming soul pressure spread outward, filling the entire space.
"Half-step Soul Emperor!"
The crowd gasped in shock as they felt the overwhelming pressure. Their eyes locked onto Mo Yu's slender figure, and they were filled with disbelief that such a young man had reached half-step Soul Emperor!
"How is this possible?!"
Yao Tian, Yao Wangui, and Yao Ling's faces changed dramatically. In their entire clan, fewer than three people had reached half-step Soul Emperor, and yet this silver-eyed youth had reached this level?
The massive soul fist moved with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it appeared just a few feet from Yao Wangui's face, its terrifying pressure crashing down. If it landed, even Yao Wangui would suffer serious injury.
"You dare!" Yao Wangui roared, his face darkening. Abandoning his soul clash with Mo Yu, he unleashed a torrent of Dou Qi to meet the incoming attack.
Boom!
The two forces collided, drawing everyone's attention. To their shock, even the mighty Yao Wangui, a four-star Dou Saint, was forced back several steps before regaining his balance, his face paling slightly.
Humiliated and enraged, Yao Wangui's face turned green and red with anger. He hadn't expected to be forced into such a state by someone so much younger, especially under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Before he could react, a scream pierced the air.
Yao Tian, distracted by Mo Yu's overwhelming power, had let down his guard. Xiao Yan seized the opportunity, unleashing his soul power to force Yao Tian back. Before Yao Tian could react, Xiao Yan appeared before him with a cold smile and slapped him hard across the face.
"Someone like you dares to be arrogant in front of my teacher? Consider this slap a small lesson."
Smack!
The air fell silent. Yao Tian stood frozen, his face marked with a bright red handprint as blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth.
The entire sky was filled with stunned silence as everyone stared at this scene. Then, their gazes shifted to Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, standing in the distance with faint smiles, sending a chill down their spines.
The ancient clans valued face more than anything. For Mo Yu and Xiao Yan to not only defeat Yao Wangui but also slap Yao Tian in front of everyone—this humiliation was worse than death.
"You... you dared hit me!" Yao Tian stammered in disbelief.
"You're asking for death!"
Yao Wangui's face twisted with fury as he glared at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan. His killing intent surged, and he prepared to strike.
"Enough, Yao Wangui! Bullying the younger generation isn't befitting of you!"
Before Yao Wangui could make a move, Lei Jizhou stepped forward, his face stern. With a swing of his arm, a lightning-imbued tiger shot from his palm, clashing with Yao Wangui's attack.
Boom!
The collision of two four-star Dou Saints was terrifying, causing the surrounding space to collapse. The area within a hundred feet of them was enveloped in darkness.
As the shockwave spread, Yao Wangui was knocked backward, forced to retreat several dozen steps. His gaze darkened as he glared at Lei Jizhou.
"Lei Jizhou, why are you interfering in the Medicine Clan's affairs?" Yao Wangui growled.
Before Lei Jizhou could respond, a graceful figure stepped forward—it was Lei Fei'er.
With anger on her beautiful face, she coldly said, "Elder Wangui, are you trying to make an enemy of the Thunder Clan by attacking my husband?"
"Elder Wangui, this is just a quarrel between young people. For someone of your seniority to get involved seems a bit undignified," Xun'er said with a gentle smile as she walked over. "I think everyone should take a step back. Surely, you didn't come here just to start a fight, so why waste energy?"
Seeing that both the Thunder Clan and Ancient Clan had stepped in, Yao Wangui hesitated, his expression changing slightly. Without another word, he angrily led the furious Yao Tian and the shocked Yao Ling away.
Seeing this, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged glances, smiling with disdain as they watched the trio leave.
Neither Mo Yu nor Xiao Yan cared about the Medicine Clan's reputation anymore. Their forces were now on par with the Medicine Clan, and the prestige of this ancient race meant little to them.
As the commotion ended, the crowd's attention shifted back to the distant shattered space. In less than fifteen minutes, the broken space expanded from just a few feet to several dozen meters. Strange sounds echoed from within.
When the shattered space grew to about a hundred meters in width, it finally stopped expanding. A milky white halo formed at the center of the broken space.
As soon as the halo appeared, all the powerful fighters present opened their eyes wide. They could sense that the temperature in the area had increased a hundredfold in that instant!
At the same time, the air was filled with the sound of rushing wind as powerful figures streaked through the sky, racing toward the milky white halo… (End of Chapter)
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