The Quest for Immortality

Mo Hua remembered her name, it seemed to be...

Hua Ruyu?

Mo Hua glanced at her again and realized that this woman indeed had a beautiful and delicate face, like a flower or jade, but her makeup was excessive, the powder applied too thickly, and there was a hint of frivolous charm between her brows.

At this moment, her gaze was sharp, carrying a hint of caution as she looked at Mo Hua.

”What are you doing here?” Hua Ruyu asked guardedly.

Mo Hua stammered, giving the reason he had just contemplated:

”Sister Qianqian said that Sister Jin Er passed away, there’s no one to mourn her, no one to pay respects, and every time she thinks about it, her heart is in pain, unable to sleep or eat, so she prepared Magnolia Flower, which Sister Jin Er loved most in life, to pay respects to Sister Jin Er...”

Mo Hua’s voice was naturally clear and now, speaking softly, it had a neutral and somewhat magnetic quality, one that didn’t feel out of place.

Hua Ruyu did not raise suspicions; instead, she slightly furrowed her brow.

”Pay respects?”

She turned her head and saw the place where Jin Er had immolated herself, now indeed adorned with a few white Magnolias.

These were just placed there by Mo Hua.

The suspicion in Hua Ruyu’s heart slightly retreated as she glanced at Hua Qianqian and then asked:

”What’s wrong with Qianqian?”

Mo Hua looked panicked and said softly:

”I don’t know either, Sister Jin Er entered the room, placed the Magnolia, said a few words to Sister Jin Er, and then suddenly turned pale and fainted.”

”I don’t know if it’s from excessive sadness, or...”

Mo Hua looked around, his expression fearful, eyes showing terror, ”...or if she was possessed by Sister Jin Er...”

As soon as he said this, a chilling wind suddenly arose within the room.

Hua Ruyu’s face instantly became ashen.

She looked around in fear, then forced herself to calm down and angrily rebuked, ”What nonsense are you talking about, in broad daylight, in our dignified Hundred Flower Valley, there’s no such thing as ghost possession!”

Mo Hua looked at Hua Ruyu, displaying a complex expression, then collected his thoughts and put on a gentle and weak appearance, stammering:

”Yes... I’m just too scared, so I misspoke...”

Hua Ruyu sneered coldly, ”Misspeaking is no excuse for speaking nonsense.”

Mo Hua lowered his head.

Hua Ruyu scrutinized Mo Hua for a moment, and her eyes suddenly showed sharpness, ”I don’t think... I’ve seen you before?”

Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat.

Hua Ruyu’s voice also grew heavy, her gaze cold, as she asked, ”Are you a disciple of our Hundred Flower Valley?”

Mo Hua suppressed the anxiety in his heart, feigning a confused expression, ”I, I am...”

Hua Ruyu’s gaze was keen, pressing step by step, sneering:

”Good, since you are a disciple of the Hundred Flower Valley, then tell me, who am I? What is my name? What is my status?”

Mo Hua was stunned, then silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Alright, it’s an easy question.

Fortunately, during the New Year’s, he visited the Gu family’s place, listened to Uncle Gu’s ”Eight Trigrams,” and Elder Gu Hong had clearly explained the identity of this woman; otherwise, he would definitely have been exposed.

People who love gossip always have good fortunes.

”You are... Instructor Hua, like Sister Hua, also from the Hua family, serving as an instructor in the Hundred Flower Valley...”

Mo Hua answered slowly and deliberately.

Hua Ruyu’s gaze slightly narrowed.

He actually knew my identity...

She rarely interacted with external cultivators, residing deep within the Hundred Flower Valley. .

Within the clan, although she was of direct lineage, her bloodline was somewhat distant, and there was no ancestor or respected elder cultivators in the same branch for support, rendering her somewhat marginalized.

Generally speaking, besides disciples within the Hundred Flower Valley, no one would know her so well.

To recognize her meant it should be fine.

However...

Hua Ruyu frowned.

Why does she have no impression of this stunningly beautiful disciple?

But then she thought, with so many disciples in the Hundred Flower Valley, it seemed reasonable to overlook one or two.

”What’s your name, and what family do you come from?”

Mo Hua was about to speak, but suddenly had a flash of inspiration, showing a ”self-deprecating” expression:

”To be honest, Instructor, I come from a Third Grade family, not a very good background, and my name is...”

He had not finished speaking when a soft moan was heard, and Hua Qianqian, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened her eyes.

Mo Hua was delighted, ”Sister, you’re awake?”

Hua Qianqian’s head was still somewhat dizzy, upon seeing Mo Hua, she opened her mouth and said, ”Mo...”

Mo Hua secretly tugged at her sleeve and gave her a look.

Hua Qianqian got a jolt and then realized there were others in the room.

Her expression became apprehensive, and she slowly turned her head to see Hua Ruyu, then let out a long breath of relief, ”So it’s Sister Yu...”

Hua Ruyu’s expression immediately changed.

She treated Hua Qianqian with extreme kindness, even affectionately chided, ”You little girl, what are you doing here?”

”I...”

Mo Hua immediately secretly tugged at Hua Qianqian’s sleeve again, giving her a hint with his eyes.

Hua Qianqian followed Mo Hua’s gaze, seeing the Magnolia flowers placed not far away, she instantly understood, her expression showing sorrow, ”I came to see Sister Jin Er...”

Hua Ruyu looked thoughtful, then sighed softly, her expression sympathetic, ”We are all deeply saddened by the matter of Jin Er, but she acted impulsively, and we are helpless.”

”This place is where Jin Er committed suicide, it’s best you don’t come here in the future, lest you get affected by the memories and delay your cultivation.” .

”The deceased are gone, those living can only strive to live on...”

Hua Qianqian looked dazed and nodded her head.

”Alright, quickly go back...” Hua Ruyu said gently.

”Yes,” Hua Qianqian nodded, ”Then, Sister Hua, I’ll leave first.”

”Go ahead.”

Hua Qianqian looked back once more at the place where Ye Jin had immolated herself, looking wistful, then took Mo Hua’s hand and left.