Chapter 287: The New Fire-Yao Puppet
The Black Lotus Soul Thunder—ranked third among the Twelve Mysterious Thunders!
Its origin is quite mysterious, and even Mo Yu in his previous life never fully uncovered it. However, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder is one of the most enigmatic among the Twelve Mysterious Thunders.
While not as skilled in combat as the other mysterious thunders, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder excels in controlling the mind and soul. As long as the wielder's soul power is strong, paired with the effects of the Black Lotus Soul Thunder, Mo Yu, with his current soul strength, can almost forcibly enslave any fighter with a soul strength below the fifth grade.
If the Black Lotus Soul Thunder ever reaches its peak, Mo Yu could even enslave beings with greater soul power than his own.
In his past life, Mo Yu used the terrifying power of the Black Lotus Soul Thunder to create a formidable force that shook the entire continent in just a few years. This was also why both righteous and evil factions eventually hunted him down. The power to enslave others so easily was simply too terrifying—no one wanted to become a slave without warning.
For this reason, Mo Yu had long wanted to awaken the Black Lotus Soul Thunder, but his soul power had been too weak. Plus, the materials needed to nourish the Black Lotus Soul Thunder were too high-quality. Treasures that could enhance soul power were extremely rare on the continent. Even in Wu Tan City or the entire Jia Ma Empire, such items were almost non-existent, so he had buried the idea in his mind for a long time.
Now, with the Tianma Jade Essence gifted by the Grand Elder and Yan as a subject to enslave, Mo Yu wouldn't let the opportunity slip away. This was exactly why he had ordered Zi Huo to spare Yan's life.
Although Mo Yu didn't expect to come across the treasure so soon, it allowed him to immediately carry out his plan to enslave Yan and help the Black Lotus Soul Thunder grow.
Luckily, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder lived up to its reputation as the third-ranked mysterious thunder. Along with Mo Yu's strong soul power, the process of enslaving a well-known expert from the Black-Corner Region went smoothly.
Within just one day, Mo Yu successfully turned Yan, the former sect leader of the Di Yan Sect, into his servant.
If news of this spread, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar across the continent, and Mo Yu would instantly become a target for the powerful factions of the Black-Corner Region. The ability to forcibly enslave others was too terrifying—no one would want to risk becoming a slave.
Fortunately, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder was not well-known in the Dou Qi Continent. Otherwise, Mo Yu would face endless pursuit and assassination attempts. Of course, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder couldn't enslave just anyone. Enslaving someone like Yan, a Dou Emperor, was already taxing, even for the Black Lotus Soul Thunder. If Mo Yu tried to enslave another Dou King-level fighter, his soul would be under immense strain.
Too much strain could even crush Mo Yu's soul.
However, Mo Yu was already content with enslaving a Dou Emperor-level servant. This made up for Yuan Mansion's lack of a high-ranking protector. As Mo Yu's soul power grew and the Black Lotus Soul Thunder matured, the targets he could enslave would become stronger.
"Put this on," Mo Yu said, tossing a black robe and a metal token engraved with the character "Yuan" to Yan. He then unlocked the chains binding him and continued, "Take my token and report to the Offering Hall later. From now on, you will be an offering of Yuan Mansion. In front of others, refer to me as the Mansion Lord. And don't reveal your true identity for the time being."
Freed from his restraints, Yan's body stiffened. A flicker of something dark crossed his eyes as he looked at Mo Yu, but the black lotus on his forehead quickly glowed, sending out a pulse of intense black light. Pain and struggle flashed across his face, but soon his expression went blank, and he respectfully replied, "Yes, Master."
Seeing this, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow and handed Yan the robe.
Yan took the robe and quickly donned it. His tall figure, now clad in black, made him look like a formidable bodyguard standing beside Mo Yu.
Satisfied, Mo Yu waved him away, signaling him to leave.
As Yan walked away, Mo Yu thought to himself, "It seems the Black Lotus Soul Thunder hasn't fully grown yet. I can't completely control a Dou Emperor just yet."
However, for a newly awakened mysterious thunder, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder had already achieved impressive results. Over time, its control over Yan would only become more thorough. Eventually, Yan would be a servant with full intelligence but total obedience.
Mo Yu was confident in this. In his previous life, he had secretly enslaved even the heads of the continent's most powerful clans for years without anyone knowing. Controlling a mere Dou Emperor was nothing.
As for keeping Yan's identity a secret, Mo Yu had his reasons. Yuan Mansion had just established itself in the Black-Corner Region and had already defeated the Di Yan Sect, putting them in the ranks of the top factions.
While this brought great prestige, it also drew attention and hostility. No doubt, Han Feng and his Black Alliance already viewed Mo Yu as a threat.
Keeping Yan as a hidden trump card could be a game-changer in a future battle. A Dou Emperor's power could be the decisive factor in many situations.
Thinking about his trump cards, Mo Yu rubbed his chin, an idea forming in his mind. He then took out a tall, fiery-red puppet from his storage ring—the Fire-Yao Puppet.
After using the Heaven-Devouring Divine Thunder to destroy the Fire-Yao Puppet's control core, Mo Yu had kept the damaged puppet in his ring, seeing it as too valuable to discard. After all, a fully functional Fire-Yao Puppet had the power of a peak Dou Emperor, making it highly desirable.
Unfortunately, with the control core destroyed, the puppet was just a pile of scrap metal. While Mo Yu had great skills in crafting, he wasn't well-versed in the complex mechanics of puppetry, making it difficult to rebuild the core.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone floor of the dimly lit chamber, Mo Yu pondered. After a moment, he waved his hand, and two frozen corpses tumbled out of his storage ring, landing heavily on the ground.
These were the corpses of two peak Dou Zong experts that Mo Yu had dug up from the Wolf King's tomb.
His gaze fell on the fire-attributed Dou Zong corpse, then shifted to the broken Fire-Yao Puppet. An idea flashed through his mind. If he couldn't rebuild the control core, why not use something else to replace it?
Using the corpse of a Dou Zong expert as the core for the Fire-Yao Puppet seemed like a fitting solution.
Mo Yu, being an accomplished craftsman, was confident he could make it work. However, this method came with a downside. By using the Dou Zong's body as the core, the puppet would only have the strength of a low-level Dou Zong, far less than the corpse's full potential.
Mo Yu knew of a secret technique that could preserve almost 100% of the corpse's strength, but it required extremely rare materials that he couldn't gather at the moment.
"Whatever, I'll make do with one corpse for now. I'll save the other one for later, maybe to create a 'Spirit Puppet' or as a spare body for Snake Uncle," Mo Yu muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with determination.
With a flick of his hand, a crimson lightning fire emerged, enveloping the fire-attributed corpse. Given that the Fire-Yao Puppet was fire-based, the fire-attributed corpse was the perfect match.
The corpse's icy layer quickly melted under the intense heat, leaving only the body behind. As the fire lightning intensified, the corpse began to shrink and its skin turned a deathly gray, tightly clinging to its bones.
Satisfied with the result, Mo Yu turned his attention to the Fire-Yao Puppet. He summoned more red lightning, which engulfed the puppet, slowly melting its metal exterior.
He worked meticulously, using a steady temperature to refine both the corpse and the puppet, ensuring that they would fuse perfectly.
Time passed—an hour, two hours, maybe even a day…
Finally, Mo Yu's eyes snapped open. The refining process had reached the perfect stage for fusion.
Without hesitation, he summoned the molten puppet armor and carefully fitted it over the corpse. As the red-hot metal touched the body, it sizzled, releasing clouds of white steam.
Slowly, the molten armor spread over the entire body, covering it completely. Soon, the fire-attributed Dou Zong's body was fully encased in the Fire-Yao Puppet, transforming into a new, reborn entity.
The newly forged puppet gleamed with a fiery red glow, its body emanating a sense of indestructible strength.
As the fusion completed, the Fire-Yao Puppet's core began to emit a fiery aura, and its power surged, climbing steadily until it reached the level of a two-star Dou Zong!
"A two-star Dou Zong puppet? Not bad at all," Snake Uncle commented as he appeared beside Mo Yu, eyes wide with surprise.
In just a few days, Mo Yu had shocked him multiple times. Not only had he awakened a new mysterious thunder and enslaved a Dou Emperor, but he had also crafted a two-star Dou Zong puppet from a destroyed relic.
"Don't sell yourself short. A two-star Dou Zong is more than enough to help Yuan Mansion establish itself in the Black-Corner Region," Snake Uncle said, his voice filled with awe.
Mo Yu chuckled. "You're right."
He pulled out a red token he had taken from Yan and ordered the puppet, "Follow me."
With that, Mo Yu, Snake Uncle, and the Fire-Yao Puppet left the chamber and headed into the mountains behind the city. Once they arrived, Mo Yu gave the puppet a simple command.
"Punch."
Without hesitation, the Fire-Yao Puppet's fist shot forward.
With a deafening boom, the puppet's punch compressed the air, creating a powerful shockwave that tore through the forest. The force was so great that it left a massive crater in the ground, causing the very earth to tremble.
Even from miles away, the people in the city could feel the tremors.
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow in satisfaction. That punch alone could severely injure or even kill a peak Dou Emperor.
Just as Mo Yu was reveling in his success, he felt a series of ominous auras approaching. His eyes narrowed as he recognized the familiar fiery energy at the forefront.
"So, Han Feng is finally making his move…" Mo Yu muttered coldly.
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