Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 704: Chapter 561 Stealing Learning_1

Planting Devil in Taoist Heart?!

“Big Senior Brother, is this to… completely eradicate the roots?”

Bai Qiancheng felt a shiver in her heart.

Such a ruthless intention!

At this moment, several other Feathered Immortals also hurried over.

Although Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi had been told not to move, they couldn’t help but follow over due to their concerns.

They all saw Mo Hua.

They saw Mo Hua’s unusual expression, pitch-black and hollow pupils, a youthful face, and an aura of Gui Qi.

True Man Situ’s eyes flashed:

“The Demon Thought is deeply planted!”

How long had this young cultivator been in contact with Gui Tao’s people?

Why had such a deep Demon Thought been planted in him?

And this strand of Demon Thought…

It actually carries a whiff of the Original Demon Seed’s aura…

True Man Situ was greatly alarmed.

What deep karma did Gui Tao’s people have with this young cultivator to plant such a profound Demon Thought and completely obliterate him?!

The other Feathered Immortals also looked gravely concerned.

“Senior Situ, what should we do?”

“This young cultivator is carrying a Demon Seed…”

“To prevent spreading and endless disasters, should we… eliminate him first?”

There was a hint of murderous intent in his gaze.

Bai Zixi’s eyes turned cold, and she said crisply:

“Who dares?!”

All the Feathered Immortals were startled, overawed by Bai Zixi’s imposing manner; they felt a moment of unease followed by indignation.

Being highly cultivated elders, revered in their sects, when had they ever been so rudely disrespected by a Qi-refining Realm young girl?

The group looked at Bai Zixi with displeasure.

Bai Zisheng stood firmly in front of Bai Zixi, and said fiercely, “Who dares to bully my sister? Who would harm my junior brother?”

“Impudent boy! You…”

A Feathered Immortal was furious and about to scold him, but was pulled by someone next to him.

Turning his head, he then saw Bai Qiancheng with an expression as cold as frost and eyes sharp as swords, quietly swallowing his words…

He dared not offend the Bai Family, and especially not True Man Bai.

Furthermore, these two children were the legendary Heavenly Spirit Roots.

Don’t bully the young when they’re poor…

One couldn’t let momentary emotion cause trouble with an incautious remark.

But this young cultivator needed to be dealt with…

“Senior Situ, what do you think…”

He passed the problem on to True Man Situ.

Bai Qiancheng also looked at True Man Situ, her gaze suggestive, but clearly asking if there was any way to save Mo Hua…

True Man Situ felt caught between a rock and a hard place.

Save… how could he possibly save him?

Planting Devil in Taoist Heart by Gui Tao’s people destroys the Taoist Heart and damages Divine Sense, incurable by medicine, unsalvageable by anyone…

The best solution, of course, was to end the pain quickly, kill him soon to prevent the spread of Demon Thought…

But…

True Man Situ stroked his beard.

Killing a young cultivator – he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Not killing, yet, could lead to endless troubles.

And even if one had to kill, who would do it?

Although the child seemed to have no particular status or background, he was Mr. Zhuang’s disciple…

Seemingly with a lowly Spiritual Root and average talent, likely a disciple in name only, but anything related to Mr. Zhuang carried significant karma.

He didn’t dare to truly strike at the child…

Moreover, if the child were so simple, Gui Tao’s people wouldn’t have made special efforts to implant the Demon Seed in his Taoist Heart, creating distractions and killing a child in his early teens…

True Man Bai was right; Gui Tao’s actions always had intent.

There must be some mystery involved.

True Man Situ furrowed his brows, glanced at Mo Hua again, and sighed helplessly:

“This child has a deeply planted Demon Thought, but from the looks of it, he hasn’t gone mad, nor has he completely lost his mind. And being at Qi Refinement, his cultivation is limited; even if he goes mad, he can’t kill anyone…”

“In my opinion, we should confine the child for now and observe the situation…”

If it really came down to it, the Demon Thought would have to be nipped in the bud…

True Man Situ didn’t say this outright, but everyone understood what he implied.

Bai Qiancheng’s gaze hardened slightly as she said, “Then let’s follow Senior Situ’s advice.”

She indeed had no solution for Planting Devil in Taoist Heart and could only think of dragging things out for now.

Hopefully, Mo Hua, being a fortunate child, would turn the bad into good…

Since True Man Situ’s Qiankun Clear Light Lamp was now being used as a lamp, Bai Qiancheng summoned the Brocade Mountain and River Umbrella, enveloping Mo Hua inside to isolate his aura.

It was to prevent Mo Hua from going mad and his Demon Thought from spilling out.

It was also to protect Mo Hua.

Around Mo Hua, True Man Situ drew the Mystery God-Deifying Formation from Mystery Valley, trapping Mo Hua and Gui Tao’s Demon Seed firmly within, to prevent any untoward incident.

“Zisheng, Zixi, you go back first…” Bai Qiancheng said softly.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both shook their heads.

They wanted to stay here, guarding their junior brother!

They had promised their mentor to take good care of him!

Bai Qiancheng had no choice but to remain with the two children, standing guard in front of Mo Hua.

“Junior brother…”

Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua’s pitch-black pupils, felt a pang in her heart, tightly pursed her lips, and her face turned pale.

…

Mo Hua was confined under the Brocade Mountain and River Umbrella, quiet and still, not making any trouble.

Surrounded by the Mystery God-Deifying Formation, his Qi was cut off. His pupils were pitch-black, his expression slightly vacant, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Yet inside his Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua furrowed his brows.

He sensed a tremendous terror.

A powerful, pitch-black, bizarre, grey shadow, like swirling ink, suddenly appeared within his Sea of Consciousness.

Soon after, a void and distorted figure gradually emerged.

His features were unfamiliar, hazy, carrying vague afterimages.

But his aura was unmistakably familiar.

Mo Hua knew without looking.