321: Chapter 321 From now on, you will be my Qilin!

This silence, like an invisible torture, tormented Mo Yu's heart.

Why does Your Excellency not speak?

Does he think I am unworthy? Or does he not believe my sincerity?

The anxiety in Mo Yu's heart spread like wildfire.

He had finally grasped this glimmer of new light, seeing the possibility of surpassing his own limits and following a true powerhouse to greater heights. He absolutely could not lose it now!

Seeing Xiao Ruobai remain silent, that quietude seemed to transform into a cold rejection.

Mo Yu steeled his heart, a look of determination flashing in his eyes!

He suddenly straightened his upper body, no longer prostrating, but sitting cross-legged on the shattered stones.

His hands rapidly changed, forming an ancient and profound seal. At the same time, he forced out a drop of the purest Qilin essence blood from his heart, suspending it at his fingertips, exuding a majestic aura of life and the pressure of imperial blood!

"Heaven above, Earth below, bear witness!"

Mo Yu's voice was no longer hoarse; instead, it carried a solemn and resolute determination, echoing above the silent ruins.

"I, Mo Yu of the Southern Domain, swear by the Bloodline of the Qilin ancestors, and by my own Dao!"

The drop of essence blood at his fingertip suddenly ignited, transforming into a crimson rune streaked with golden light. A grand and ancient Law fluctuation instantly descended, enveloping the space where he and Xiao Ruobai stood.

This was a sign of attracting the resonance of the Great Dao!

"Today, I make an Great Dao Vow: I willingly follow Battle Asura Your Excellency, serving him as my master, unwavering in this life!

Your Excellency's enemies are my mortal enemies! Your Excellency's aspirations are my Dao path!

Should I harbor disloyalty or betray this oath, I shall willingly suffer the backlash of the Great Dao, my Bloodline shall wither, my Divine Soul shall be extinguished, and I shall never reincarnate!"

As the vow was uttered, faint thunder rumbled between heaven and earth, as if the Great Dao had acknowledged this contract.

The blood-colored rune flashed and disappeared, imprinting itself into Mo Yu's glabella and the Void Realm in front of Xiao Ruobai, establishing a mysterious and unbreakable connection.

After completing all this, Mo Yu seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his face even paler, but his eyes were incredibly clear and firm. He bowed deeply again, his voice weak and devout after making the vow.

"Mo Yu is here, with this vow as proof! I beg Your Excellency to accept me!"

This time, the entire scene was no longer merely shock, but utter silence!

A Great Dao Vow! Qilin Son Mo Yu had actually made the most stringent Great Dao Vow, one with no turning back!

He had completely cut off his own retreat, entrusting his life, his Dao path, and his future entirely into Xiao Ruobai's hands!

Mo Yu's solemn Great Dao Vow, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploded above the silent ruins and struck hard at the hearts of all the Yao Race Cultivators who had followed him!

After a brief, deathly silence, came an unbelievable uproar and horror!

"Your Highness! No!"

An old Yao with white hair and beard and a powerful aura was the first to react, letting out a mournful roar, stumbling forward a few steps, tears streaming down his face.

"You are the Kirin Son of our Southern Domain Yao Race, unmatched for ten thousand years! Incredibly noble! How can you make such a vow and serve a Human Race master?!

What face will our Southern Domain Yao Race have? Where will the dignity of the Qilin clan be placed?!"

"Your Highness! Think again!"

"Your Highness! Have you been confused by the strike? We will escort you back to the Southern Domain immediately! The Yao Race Holy Land will surely have a way to help you regain your former glory!"

For a moment, cries of indignation, incomprehension, and anxiety erupted from the Yao Race camp.

They could not accept that the peerless Prodigy of the Yao Race, the Kirin Son, on whom they had placed great hopes, would openly make a Great Dao Vow to willingly become a Human Race mount!

This was simply a colossal humiliation! The humiliation of the entire Southern Domain Yao Race!

Listening to the heartbroken cries of his clansmen behind him, and feeling the bewildered, even resentful gazes, Mo Yu slowly stood up.

His face was still pale, and his aura was weak from making the vow, but at this moment, his spine was perfectly straight.

He turned around and calmly scanned the emotionally agitated Yao Race clansmen. The arrogance of the past was gone from his eyes, replaced by a nearly cold clarity, reshaped after profound shattering.

"Shut up!"

Mo Yu's voice was not loud, but it carried an absolute authority that instantly suppressed all the clamor.

He looked around at everyone, a smile playing on his lips.

What do you understand?

Face? Dignity?

In the face of absolute power and a bright future, how much are these illusory things worth?

In the past, I, Mo Yu, cared too much about this rubbish 'face,' which is why I suffered such a crushing defeat! It's why I couldn't see myself clearly, couldn't see how vast the true world is!

Your Excellency possesses the War God Body, capable of defeating a King-level Prodigy while in the Heavenly Human Realm. His potential is unfathomable, and he is destined to rule the world in the future!

This is a true Dragon! A true Emperor's bearing!

Coupled with that unfathomable background, Your Excellency will surely achieve the Great Emperor realm in the future, and I will be the Great Emperor's mount, enjoying boundless glory!

To be able to follow such an existence is my, Mo Yu's, Opportunity! It is the good fortune of the Qilin Bloodline!

You only see the immediate humiliation, but you fail to see the supreme glory of the future! How can a sparrow comprehend the ambition of a swan!

Thoughts rapidly turning in his mind, Mo Yu's gaze grew increasingly firm and sharp. He looked at the indignant old Yao, his voice deep:

"Elder, and all you clansmen..."

"My decision is made, this vow is sworn, witnessed by the Great Dao, and shall never be changed."

"Today's humiliation is not humiliation, but the beginning of a new life. Today's choice is not to tarnish the Yao Race's prestige, but to find a true path to the heavens for our race!"

"If you still recognize me, Mo Yu, as the Kirin Son, then put away your needless indignation and quietly observe the future. If not..."

Mo Yu paused, a resolute glint in his eyes:

"Then let us go our separate ways! My path, Mo Yu's path, has nothing to do with you from now on!"

With that, he no longer paid attention to the dumbfounded, ashen-faced Yao Race members. He resolutely turned, bowed deeply to Xiao Ruobai once more, his posture utterly respectful.

"Your Excellency, a slight disturbance, I have handled it. From now on, Mo Yu only has one master, Your Excellency, and no other distractions!"

At this moment, he had completely severed ties with his past indecisiveness, breaking the shackles of tribal expectations. His will was firmer than ever before!

Xiao Ruobai took all of this in, his gaze sweeping over Mo Yu's resolute back and the dispirited Yao Race members in the distance.

Everyone's eyes once again focused on Xiao Ruobai, wanting to see how he would decide.

Xiao Ruobai looked at the weak but stubborn-eyed Mo Yu before him, at the established Great Dao contract connecting them. In his deep eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible ripple finally appeared.

He slowly raised his hand, withdrew the contract rune, and gently waved it in the air.

A gentle yet irresistible force lifted the kneeling Mo Yu.

"Since you have made this vow," Xiao Ruobai's voice rang out calmly, yet with a power that settled the world, "From now on, you shall be my Qilin."

"May you remember today's words, and not betray the imperial blood flowing within you."

"Rise."