Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 711: Chapter 564 Departure_1

Half positive and half weird?

True Man Situ thought he had read it wrong, so he couldn’t help but blink. When he looked again, Mo Hua appeared as usual—obedient and adorable—with a hint of confusion, showing no other abnormalities.

“What… exactly is going on here?”

True Man Situ was puzzled, murmuring to himself.

On the other side, Bai Qiancheng also found it unbelievable.

The Planting Devil in Taoist Heart resolved…

Did Big Senior Brother show mercy?

This is impossible…

Bai Qiancheng couldn’t help but ask, “Mo Hua… are you, alright now?”

Mo Hua nodded, “Uncle, I am fine.”

The crowd looked at each other, then a Feathered Immortal probed, “Young friend, have you seen a Taoist with an odd aura?”

“I have,” Mo Hua replied truthfully.

The crowd’s hearts turned cold, then someone else asked, “Where is that Taoist now?”

“He left,” Mo Hua said.

The crowd was stunned, “He left?”

“Yes,” Mo Hua nodded, “Master taught me the Meditation Technique. When evil thoughts invade the body, meditating calmly can conquer oneself and guard the heart, suppressing the evil thoughts…”

“I meditated for a while, and that Taoist…”

Mo Hua nearly let slip “Uncle” but held back, correcting himself, “…that Taoist… seeing that my Taoist Heart was firm and impregnable, left…”

The group of Feathered Cultivators listened as if hearing a fantastical tale.

Planting Devil in Taoist Heart… is this how it is resolved?

Yet the young Cultivator before them had a clear gaze and coherent thoughts, clearly free from the control of Demon Thought.

“The Meditation Technique, huh…”

The Feathered Immortals became curious. Could this also be a spell point of Mr. Zhuang?

They wanted to ask, but it was somewhat inappropriate to inquire about such matters.

However, True Man Situ was frowning.

Bai Qiancheng was even more startled.

Others might not know, but she, having come from the same Sect as Mr. Zhuang, was well aware of what the Meditation Technique was used for. It was meant for calming the mind, disciplining the heart, and discarding scattered thoughts.

It could also restore Divine Sense.

But to say it could conquer oneself and guard the heart, dispelling the Planting Devil in Taoist Heart, was clearly nonsense…

Bai Qiancheng glanced at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s small face was serious, earnestly “honest,” with a hint of bewilderment that did not seem deceitful at all.

This made Bai Qiancheng doubt herself.

Perhaps she hadn’t learned well, or hadn’t learned the right thing?

Was there deeper knowledge in the Meditation Technique?

Bai Qiancheng was puzzled.

But no matter what, the fact that Mo Hua was safe and sound was a good thing.

Everyone also heaved a sigh of relief.

If they really had no choice, they would not want to harm a young Cultivator in his teens.

Moreover, this young Cultivator had a somewhat special status.

Still, they remained somewhat worried, fearing that the Demon Thought in Mo Hua had not been extinguished and the Demon Seed was lying dormant, suddenly corrupting his mind, and if he went mad, they would have to confine him to a room and observe him for a time.

After several days, Mo Hua was normal and showed no strange Demonic Qi.

Only then did everyone truly relax and let Mo Hua out.

Only True Man Situ occasionally looked at Mo Hua thoughtfully, his gaze carrying a trace of worry.

He couldn’t forget the look in Mo Hua’s eyes that he had glimpsed that day.

The eyes that were half clear and half strange, yet oddly natural, were somewhat unfathomable.

The clarity was still acceptable…

But this strangeness… the more he observed, the more it resembled Gui Tao’s people…

He always feared that one day Mo Hua might suddenly undergo a change in Divine Sense, his pupils darken, turning into a mini version of “Gui Tao’s people”…

Fortunately, thereafter, Mo Hua appeared as usual, showing no abnormalities.

And so, True Man Situ finally found peace of mind.

And with this, the matter of Gui Tao’s people came to a close, concluding that chapter.

The Mysterious Heaven Great Formation had been unraveled, and the bottleneck in Mo Hua’s cultivation of the Heaven Yan Jue was broken; he could now consider embarking upon his Foundation Establishment.

But before establishing his foundation, there were still some preparations to be made.

He needed to nurture his meridians and Qi Sea for a while, purchase some Pills for later use, get ready Spirit Stones, and most importantly, completely refine any remaining Gui Tao thoughts, ensuring heart and body were as one, flawless, otherwise he would not feel at ease.

However, other Cultivators would be leaving first.

The crowd of Feathered individuals, the Taoist Court’s various Clan powers, as well as Bai Qiancheng.

For Mo Hua, Foundation Establishment was a major event.

But for the other Cultivators, especially those Feathered Immortals, it was a trivial matter of no consequence.

They would not change their scheduled journey.

No one cared whether a minor Qi Refinement Cultivator like Mo Hua established his foundation or not…

In the following days, the Feathered Immortals departed one after another.

Three days later, Mr. Zhuang was to be sent to the Bai Family.

Mo Hua then temporarily put aside his Foundation Establishment.

He feared that he might never see his master again, so he stayed by Mr. Zhuang’s side every day these past few days.

The once spring-breeze-like, tender master now lay there cold and still.

Mo Hua’s heart ached.

How much he wished his master could open his eyes and look at him one more time, speak to him, but all these wishes were in vain.

Sometimes when Mo Hua was tired, he would lie down and sleep beside him.

The dim light from the ever-burning lamp, its warm glow draped over him, seemed like someone comforting him, but Mo Hua was unaware.

That day, as Mo Hua slept, he heard voices in his hazy state.

It was True Man Situ and Uncle Bai.

Perhaps thinking Mo Hua was asleep, they did not avoid him.

“…Can he be saved?”

“It’s difficult…”

Hearing this elderly voice, Mo Hua knew it was True Man Situ.

“…Aside from the severed Heavenly secrets, his very flesh…sigh, with the Qi Sea shattered, the Sea of Consciousness depleted, the Taoist bones extracted, and the lifeblood burned by the Sword Qi, there’s no way to compensate…”

“Even if, in the future, there exists some against-the-heavens treasures that can repair this body, that’s only the first step…”