The Quest for Immortality

In the darkness of night, shadows loomed faintly.

Mo Hua raced towards Great Desert City.

There were scattered camps along the way, along with stationed cultivators.

These cultivators were not Taoist Soldiers, but cultivators from the Great Wilderness Sect aiding the Taoist soldiers Court to suppress the rebellion by moving south.

Now they also camp alongside the army of Taoist Soldiers.

From the Great Wilderness Sect’s camp, numerous powerful cultivator auras faintly emanated, many of which were Golden Core.

There might even be a Feather Transformation Realm Master.

Mo Hua thought to himself: ”I guessed correctly, the army has set off, the Great Wilderness Sect will follow, the current Great Desert City must be poorly defended...”

”Must be quick!”

Mo Hua quickened his movement technique, traveling in the night in black attire, avoiding the Great Wilderness Sect’s camp and cultivators above the Golden Core level, continuing swiftly for two hundred miles towards Great Desert City.

At a fork in the road, the Cause and Effect Line changed.

Mo Hua felt a sudden jolt, involuntarily stopping.

”Something’s not right... why do I feel an unsettling premonition?”

Mo Hua frowned, then found a secluded spot, using the Monster Blood acquired from the Big Tiger earlier to perform Divination Skill with the Demon Bone again, astonishingly discovering that within Great Desert City, there was no longer any trace of the Big Tiger’s aura.

”Gone?”

”Died...?”

Mo Hua’s heart trembled, then his expression grew serious, ”No, the cause and effect remains, it hasn’t been severed.”

”The absence of the Big Tiger’s aura in Great Desert City indicates that the Big Tiger is no longer there?”

”Not in Great Desert City, where else could it be?”

Mo Hua’s gaze darkened slightly, pondering for a moment before he couldn’t help but turn his head to look towards the Great Wilderness Sect’s camp.

He used the Demon Bone Divination Skill again to verify his own suspicions.

Then he erased all traces of divination and turned back, retracing his path.

This time, he did not avoid the Great Wilderness Sect’s camp but studied the formations in the camp, finding a flaw to discreetly sneak in.

Within the Great Wilderness Sect’s camp, there were Feather Transformation Realm cultivators along with many Golden Core cultivators.

Mo Hua dared not make any overt moves.

Fortunately, the camp was large, the Divine Sense of Feathered Immortal cultivators couldn’t cover everything, Golden Core cultivators were fairly spread out, and the formations were newly arranged, showing plenty of flaws.

Being cautious, Mo Hua managed without much trouble.

In the dark night, a thread of blood-red, fierce Monster Qi entwined in Mo Hua’s cause-and-effect vision, winding forward.

Mo Hua followed this thread of blood to a closed camp.

The camp was cast in steel all around, surrounded by chains, formations densely packed, sealing it tight, not just sound but even scent was locked within.

Seeing this, Mo Hua acted, immediately sweeping his Divine Sense, and Divine Sense Calculation occurred automatically.

In just a moment, he discerned a flaw amidst the dense formations.

Mo Hua pointed his finger, ink meandering on the ground, following the flaw, forming Formation Patterns, undoing the sealing formation.

As the Formation Patterns dissolved, amidst the steel lock of the camp, a small gap silently opened.

Then, Mo Hua moved his right eye near the crack to look inside.

Everything within the iron lock camp unfolded before his eyes.

It was more of a small ”beast-taming ground” than a military ”camp.”

All around the site were many iron cages imprisoning various Monster Beasts.

In the center, eight golden iron chains bound a ferocious Tiger Demon, black and white with a ”king” character on its forehead.

It was indeed Mo Hua’s Big Tiger.

Mo Hua suddenly understood, albeit surprised.

That Young Master Tuoba, when going to war, actually took the Big Tiger along?

Just how much does he like this Big Tiger?

And now, in the center of the site, eight burly Foundation Establishment Peak men were tugging at chains, wrestling with the Big Tiger.

Several Golden Core cultivators whipped the Big Tiger.

This seemed to be a kind of ”beast-taming” technique, constantly depleting the Big Tiger’s strength to cultivate its submissiveness until it was subdued, becoming obedient.

The Big Tiger was very angry, struggling and roaring at the surrounding cultivators.

The nearby Great Wilderness Sect cultivators wore cold expressions, merely continuing to torment the Big Tiger, grinding down its ferocity.

Mo Hua’s gaze turned icy, ready to intervene, but suddenly had to hold back.

This was the camp of the Great Wilderness Sect.

There were Feather Transformation Realm cultivators and numerous Golden Core guarding; if he acted now, he would not escape the Great Wilderness Sect’s grasp.

And the Big Tiger would be in danger.

Moreover, intruding into the Great Wilderness Sect’s camp was already a violation of military orders; causing trouble would leave the Yang Family unable to protect him.

This matter has reached a deadlock once more.

It could only be addressed in the long term.

Mo Hua’s expression was serious, but for now, there was no better solution.

Besides, time was passing, daylight was fading.

He needed to return to the military camp soon, otherwise Brother Yang would be difficult to explain to.

Mo Hua sighed inwardly, could only take a deep glance at the Big Tiger, and then, helplessly turn and leave.

Within the camp, the Big Tiger seemed to sense something, its temper suddenly flaring, demonic power bursting forth, throwing the eight Foundation Establishment Peak cultivators flying, yet attracting more severe suppression from the Golden Core cultivators.

The suppression by the Golden Core cultivators could not extinguish the Big Tiger’s ferocity.

The Big Tiger roared furiously, Monster Qi rampant, its might shaking all around.

The Monster Beasts within nearby iron cages shuddered in fear at the Tiger’s terror.

Three to four Great Wilderness Sect Golden Core cultivators all wore solemn expressions, tremblingly sighing:

”This wicked beast, despite being only Second Grade, possesses such terrifying might?”

”Indeed, this is Young Master Tuoba’s huge fortune...”

”No need to say more, quickly subdue it, lest the Monster Qi leaks out and causes trouble...”