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"Emperor's Origin Essence!"
As the resplendent seed hovered midair, a flicker of excitement surfaced in Mo Yu's usually calm, silver eyes.
No one understood the predicament of the Dou Qi Continent better than Mo Yu—save for perhaps the spectral elder before him. The root of his concern lay in a harsh truth: the continent was devoid of Emperor's Origin Essence, making it impossible for anyone to ascend to the Dou Di realm.
The last person to achieve that feat was none other than the ancient Tuo She Ancient Emperor, whose ascension marked the end of a golden era.
In Mo Yu's recollection, there were only two paths left to attain Dou Di on this continent. The first was through the Emperor Tier Nascent Pill within the Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Mansion. The second was to inherit the Ancient Emperor's Legacy, which contained one of the last remnants of Emperor's Origin Essence.
In the original timeline, Hun Tiandi seized the Emperor Tier Nascent Pill, giving him the chance to ascend to Dou Di. On the other hand, Xiao Yan, with fate on his side, secured the Ancient Emperor's Legacy, earning Tuo She Ancient Emperor's approval and ultimately becoming the Flame Emperor.
For Mo Yu, his original plan to reclaim his peak strength hinged on stealing one of these two sources of Emperor Origin Essence. However, both options were fraught with peril.
The Emperor Tier Nascent Pill, for instance, was the culmination of a millennium-long scheme orchestrated by Hun Tiandi. It involved countless spies, immeasurable resources, and a grandiose operation. Even with his vast experience, Mo Yu doubted he could snatch it from Hun Tiandi's grasp without facing immense danger.
As for the Ancient Emperor's Legacy, Mo Yu acknowledged that his chances were slim. It wasn't a matter of sentiment toward Xiao Yan, but rather the likelihood of Xiao Yan being favored by Tuo She Ancient Emperor due to his unique connection with the Flame Mantra and the Heavenly Flame.
Mo Yu himself, a practitioner of lightning-based cultivation techniques, would find it hard to outshine Xiao Yan. Worse, a failed attempt could doom the continent by leaving Hun Tiandi as the sole Dou Di, allowing the Hun Clan's ambitions to run rampant.
Thus, when the elder revealed this third path, a newfound hope ignited in Mo Yu. Here lay a path that could reliably lead him to Dou Di without disrupting the balance of the continent.
Suppressing the rising joy in his heart, Mo Yu posed a final question. "Senior Qing, with Emperor's Origin Essence in your possession, why didn't you seek cooperation with the Eight Ancient Clans? Surely you know that the leaders of these clans—many of whom stand at the pinnacle of Dou Sheng—would jump at the chance to ascend to Dou Di."
The elder stroked his white beard and responded in a calm tone, "I once entertained the thought, but I quickly abandoned it."
His voice grew nostalgic as he continued, "The Eight Ancient Clans are not ordinary factions; they have stood since the dawn of time. When I first ascended to Dou Di, their dominance was already entrenched.
Back then, Emperor's Origin Essence was abundant, and ascending to Dou Di was far less arduous than it is now. The Eight Clans, owing to their Emperor bloodlines, birthed more Dou Dis than anyone else, earning them the title of 'The Emperor Clans.'
Their supremacy bred arrogance. When I rose to prominence, conflicts inevitably arose. The grudges ran deep, and I slew some of their esteemed elders."
Shaking his head, he added, "These clans value pride and self-interest above all. Even if I sought their help, I couldn't trust them."
A hint of bitterness crept into the elder's voice as he lamented, "Had I left behind heirs, my bloodline might have endured. With the foundation of an Emperor's bloodline, I could have built a legacy rivaling the Eight Ancient Clans. Instead, all my efforts amounted to nothing more than the failure that is Yun Lan Sect."
The elder's frustration was palpable, and a rare expletive slipped from his lips.
Indeed, despite his status as a Dou Di, the Yun Lan Sect—his most significant investment—had ultimately disappointed him. In its heyday, the sect enjoyed resources comparable to those of the Eight Ancient Clans. Yet over time, it fell into mediocrity, culminating in its dissolution at Mo Yu's hands.
Just when he had given up hope, Mo Yu had appeared. At first glance, the elder recognized the aura of a peer—someone who had once stood at the same heights he had.
"Mo Yu, my young friend," the elder said, his gaze burning with anticipation. "What say you? I bear no ill will. All I ask is for your aid when you ascend to Dou Di and shatter the void to return to the Great Thousand World. With your help, I may yet reclaim my life."
The sincerity in the elder's words was unmistakable. Mo Yu's expression shifted between contemplation and resolve before he finally nodded.
"Senior Qing, if you truly intend to assist me in achieving Dou Di, then I, Mo Yu, swear upon my soul. Once I ascend, I will bring you back to the Great Thousand World and help you reclaim your life!"
Thunderous words echoed across the turbulent, wind-swept realm.
If the elder harbored no ulterior motives, Mo Yu saw no harm in extending his hand. After all, his guiding principle was to repay kindness with kindness. Moreover, the Great Thousand World was a realm of chaos, where even Dou Dis were far from invincible. A reliable ally could mean the difference between survival and defeat.
Hearing Mo Yu's solemn oath, the elder's face lit with emotion.
"Mo Yu, my young friend, I am grateful beyond words," the elder said with a hearty laugh.
With a wave of his hand, the elder summoned the Wind Spirit Pearl, sending it gently toward Mo Yu.
"This humble item is my token of greeting to you, Mo Yu," the elderly Wind Emperor stroked his white beard and said with a gentle smile.
Mo Yu paused for a moment before nodding slightly. With a wave of his hand, the Wind Spirit Pearl disappeared into his beast ring.
To a Dou Di expert, the Wind Spirit Pearl was indeed a trivial trinket, hardly worth mentioning. Yet for Mo Yu's current strength, it was perfectly suited to his needs.
Seeing Mo Yu accept the pearl, Wind Emperor chuckled softly and nodded in satisfaction. However, his gaze shifted to the Emperor Origin Essence lingering nearby, and his brow furrowed slightly as he deliberated.
"Mo Yu, the Emperor Origin Essence is of great significance. Should it be discovered by the Eight Ancient Clans, it might bring unnecessary trouble—or worse, incite a frenzy among them, leading to endless pursuit and danger.
The Gate of Life and Death is a unique artifact of the Great Thousand World, capable of isolating the aura of the Emperor Origin Essence. Until you possess the foundation to break through to Dou Di, I suggest leaving it in my care. What are your thoughts on this?"
Hearing this, Mo Yu froze for a moment. A contemplative glint flashed through his silver eyes before he slowly nodded.
He had to admit, Wind Emperor's reasoning was sound.
Centuries ago, Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yan's ancestor, had nearly sacrificed his entire bloodline in his frenzied attempt to break through to Dou Di. Such reckless desperation was unparalleled.
It wasn't that other clans lacked similar ambitions but rather the resources and power necessary to act on them. If word spread that Mo Yu held the key to breaking through to Dou Di, those ancient clans would stop at nothing to hunt him down.
Even with the protection of the Lei Clan, Mo Yu would be hard-pressed to fend off the combined pressure from the Hun and Gu Clans.
Moreover, the Lei Clan couldn't be fully trusted either. Lei Ying, being an eight-star Dou Sheng himself and only two steps away from Dou Di, would likely harbor his own designs on the Emperor Origin Essence.
Another underlying reason lay in the newly formed partnership between Mo Yu and Wind Emperor. Although Mo Yu had sworn a soul-binding oath, Wind Emperor still harbored doubts about whether Mo Yu could grow strong enough to fulfill his promise. By keeping the Emperor Origin Essence in his possession, Wind Emperor ensured he retained control.
Even if Mo Yu were to perish or renege on their agreement, Wind Emperor wouldn't suffer a loss.
Naturally, Mo Yu understood these considerations, but neither he nor Wind Emperor spoke of them. Both were well aware of the unspoken truths.
Nonetheless, the promise of the Emperor Origin Essence filled Mo Yu with excitement.
As long as he reached the pinnacle of Dou Sheng, he could return to the Gate of Life and Death and borrow the Emperor Origin Essence from Wind Emperor to break through to Dou Di in one fell swoop.
This assurance lifted a significant weight from Mo Yu's shoulders.
"Since that's the case, this junior will take his leave," Mo Yu said with a smile, cupping his hands toward the ethereal elder.
Having obtained the Wind Spirit Pearl, a condensed source of pure energy, and reserved the Emperor Origin Essence, Mo Yu's gains on this trip were immense.
Who would have thought that hidden behind the seemingly unremarkable Yun Lan Sect was Wind Emperor, a towering figure? Not even the Hall of Souls could have imagined it.
"Go now, young friend Mo Yu," Wind Emperor said with a chuckle. "After this manifestation, my soul power is nearly spent. Once you leave, I must return to slumber."
His tone turned somber as he added, "After centuries of depletion, my soul power can last another twenty years at most. I trust you will reach the foundation for breaking through to Dou Di within this time.
If my soul dissipates and the Gate of Life and Death closes, you will no longer have access to this place."
Hearing this subtle warning, Mo Yu's expression turned serious.
If the Gate of Life and Death closed, the Emperor Origin Essence would slip from his grasp forever. Although Wind Emperor's words lacked urgency, they clearly urged him to focus on cultivating without delay.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Yu cupped his hands once more. "Rest assured, Senior Qing. With my foundation, I should reach the pinnacle of Dou Sheng within a decade or so.
Once I break through to Dou Di, I'll ensure your soul power is stabilized for a few extra years, enough to return to the Great Thousand World."
"If you are confident, then that is good." Wind Emperor sighed in relief, his already ethereal figure growing fainter. With a wave of his aged hand, he added, "Allow me to send you on your way."
A formless gale surged toward Mo Yu, and in an instant, his surroundings spun violently. His silver eyes momentarily lost their sight.
When his vision cleared, he found himself standing within the familiar grandeur of the main hall.
Realizing he had been transported out of the Gate of Life and Death, Mo Yu spread his arms and let out a satisfied chuckle. His body felt in peak condition; his meridians, muscles, bones, and even cells were brimming with vitality.
He felt as though a single flick of his arm could unleash an explosive power akin to a thunderclap.
Not to mention, in just a few days inside the Gate of Life and Death, he had advanced by one star. That alone was a worthy gain.
Adding the Wind Spirit Pearl into the equation, he could easily rise to the seven- or eight-star Dou Huang level in the near future.
However, Mo Yu didn't plan to use the Wind Spirit Pearl immediately. Rapid breakthroughs weren't always beneficial. Such a treasure, brimming with immense energy, would be best utilized when he reached the peak of Dou Huang, aiding him in leaping into Dou Zong in one swift move.
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