The Quest for Immortality

Mr. Witch died by extracting his own heart.

The sound of the wolf head ocarina abruptly ceased, and the surrounding ”werewolves” lost control from Mr. Witch. Their skin and flesh reverted, transforming back into human form, and they scattered haphazardly on the ground.

Mo Hua gazed at Elder Zhao, with his fair, picturesque face and those clear, innocent eyes, yet Elder Zhao felt a chill within his heart.

At the same time, Elder Zhao understood Mo Hua’s intention.

Mo Hua was telling him to kill.

Supporting himself on the wolf pattern long sword, Elder Zhao stood up and summoned the last of his Golden Core Spiritual Power, aiming a stab towards the nearby Canglang Sect Leader.

The Canglang Sect Leader, crippled by the Formation Collapse, having lost an arm and a leg, even if he fought desperately, was no match for Elder Zhao.

Moreover, Mo Hua’s intimidation was overwhelming.

Thinking of Mo Hua, like an alluring demon monster, a single word could drive Mr. Witch to kill himself; the Canglang Sect Leader felt a chill through his body, as if plunged into an Ice Cellar.

He struggled through dozens of rounds but was ultimately pierced through the heart by Elder Zhao, then had his throat cut.

This sect leader, who not so long ago was dominating and tyrannizing in Canglang City, now found himself defeated, dying on the spot.

A lifetime of glory, undone in but a moment.

Elder Zhao had no fondness for the Canglang Sect Leader.

But seeing him die under his sword, his life’s achievements crumbling, centuries of longevity vanishing instantly, he felt an indescribable sense of lamentation.

Thus, the storm at the Refinery Shop dissipated.

The dispute over the Third Grade Canglang Sect Leadership came to an end.

In the scene, only Elder Zhao and Mo Hua remained standing.

Elder Zhao raised his eyes and looked deeply at Mo Hua, feeling that this young man, at times naive, at times enigmatic, at times innocent, at times profound, despite standing in the sunlight with clear eyes and a handsome demeanor, seemed shrouded in a thick fog, filled with Gui Qi, leaving not a single trace of comprehension.

This ”innocent” youth manipulated everyone, like puppets in his hands.

Everyone seemed to be his ”playthings,” led by strings, ”maneuvered” to act.

He didn’t even need to wield a hand to kill; his words alone could take lives, without his hands stained with blood.

The more Elder Zhao thought, the more terrified he felt, to the point his throat felt dry, and he didn’t dare meet Mo Hua’s eyes.

Mo Hua glanced at Elder Zhao and softly said, ”Elder Zhao...”

Instinctively, Elder Zhao trembled and asked, ”Mo... Young Master Mo... any instructions?”

Mo Hua said, ”The aftermath...”

Elder Zhao forced a gentle smile, ”The aftermath will be handled properly by the Canglang Sect, Young Master Mo need not worry.”

Mo Hua asked him, ”How will you handle it?”

Elder Zhao discerned the situation and slowly said, ”Young Master Mo, you...”

”I’m merely passing by, your Canglang Sect’s matters have nothing to do with me,” Mo Hua replied.

Elder Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly said, ”The Sect Leader’s Cultivation Method went awry, leading to sudden death; our Canglang Sect should arrange a funeral for Sect Leader Duan, and ensure a grand burial.”

Mo Hua nodded, looking at Elder Zhao and clasping his hands together:

”Then should I refer to you as ’Sect Master Zhao’?”

Elder Zhao was delighted but suddenly felt apprehensive, ”This... it’s still premature...”

Mo Hua assumed he was being modest, but Elder Zhao said, ”Becoming the Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect requires certain qualifications.”

”Qualifications?” Mo Hua was puzzled, ”Isn’t your Canglang Sect a profit-driven sect? It’s all about earning a living; whoever wins climbs up, what qualifications are needed?”

Elder Zhao said, ”That’s true, but there is still a lineage to consider...”

”If you wish to become the Sect Leader, you must go to the ancestral hall, pledge with blood, write the sect leader’s decree, burn incense for the ancestors, and seek recognition from the forefathers. Only with their approval can you qualify as the Canglang Sect Leader.”

”You’re saying...” Mo Hua slowly continued, ”The Canglang Sect’s... forefathers?”

At this moment, Elder Zhao, unaware of what was to come, nodded:

”Yes.”

Mo Hua seemed pleased, ”Take me to see them.”

”Please, Young Master Mo.” Elder Zhao began leading Mo Hua.

But after a few steps, Mo Hua suddenly remembered something, saying, ”Wait.”

Elder Zhao paused.

Mo Hua walked back, approaching the self-heart-extracted Mr. Witch, reaching out to rummage through his Storage Bag, but after a few attempts, realizing some impropriety, he raised his head to look at Elder Zhao, ”Elder Zhao, do you mind...”

Elder Zhao, knowing the etiquette, immediately said, ”Please, go ahead.”

Mo Hua openly searched through Mr. Witch’s Storage Bag.

From it, he pulled out a wolf head ocarina.

This wolf head ocarina, shaped like a wolf’s head, sounding like a wolf’s howl, is a peculiar instrument with a distinctly Barbaric Wilderness style.

Mo Hua was unsure how to use it, so he decided to hold onto it for now.

As for the rest, there were books, Jade Slips, but their content was not rare nor of interest to Mo Hua.

After pondering for a moment, Mo Hua raised his head to ask Elder Zhao, ”Where does this Mr. Witch live?”

Elder Zhao frowned, ”It’s my first time seeing this person; I’ve never seen him before within the sect.”

Mo Hua asked again, ”Does your Canglang Sect have any forbidden areas?”

”Yes,” Elder Zhao replied, ”but the forbidden areas of the Canglang Sect can only be accessed by the Sect Leader...”

Mo Hua nodded and said, ”Then you should become the Sect Leader first.”

Elder Zhao’s expression was somewhat complex.

The position of Canglang Sect Leader is something many cultivators in the Canglang Sect dream of day and night, seeking in vain, and now it seemed like a cabbage to this Young Master Mo.

However, it was indeed the closest he’d ever been to the Canglang Sect leadership in his life.

”Alright.”

Afterward, Elder Zhao ordered some men to make minor arrangements at the scene.

Including the remains of the Canglang Sect Leader, Mr. Witch, and the elders who died in this battle, all were laid to rest and sent back to the Canglang Sect.