The Quest for Immortality

Upon seeing this, Dan Zhu also activated his own Magical Treasure.

A fiery red robe, woven like flowing flames, cloaked Dan Zhu’s entire body.

Dan Zhu, as a whole, appeared increasingly regal and luxurious, with an imposing presence.

Vermilion Bird Mystic Fire Feather Robe.

This was Dan Zhu’s own Magical Treasure, rumored to be an ultimate treasure passed down from the Great Wilderness Royal Court era by the Danque Tribe.

When activated, the Vermilion Bird feathers would transform into mystic fire, enveloping the entire body as if draped in a magnificent fiery robe, capable of attacking by incinerating enemies, or retreating to be shielded by the feathers—a rare own Magical Treasure indeed.

Both offensive and defensive, not only powerful but also elegant.

Mo Hua watched from afar, deeply envious.

Look at others’ treasures, then look at his own.

From Qianxue, struggling to Li State, then wandering to the Great Wilderness, hustling and bustling but still only having a Formation Diagram that he couldn’t learn. His Lifebound Embryo wasn’t formed, and even the shadow of his Magical Treasure hadn’t taken shape.

Mo Hua couldn’t help but sigh.

Sure enough, comparing oneself to others can lead to frustration.

If only he had that Vermilion Bird Mystic Fire Feather Robe as a Magical Treasure, the splendor when activated would be wonderful...

Of course, Mo Hua knew he could only dream.

Treasures like the Vermilion Bird Mystic Fire Feather Robe must have extremely stringent inheritance conditions and high talent requirements.

In the entire Danque Tribe, perhaps even in the whole Great Wilderness, it was only Dan Zhu, a twenty-year-old, Core Formation genius, who could forge it.

With his own middle-lower grade Spiritual Root, he knew he shouldn’t even think about it.

Mo Hua couldn’t help but wonder what his own Magical Treasure would be like.

According to his current plan, it would be crafted using Wood White Gold Jade to form the Formation media, then inscribing the Twelve Scripture Gluttonous Spirit Corpse Formation on his own bones and ultimately integrating this Taotie Formation into his life and spirit.

Wouldn’t this treasure, engraved on the bones, show no glow when activated?

Could it be that he crafted a plain-looking treasure with no visual effects that others can’t even see?

While keeping a low profile and concealing power was a virtue...

However, after painstakingly forging a treasure, it would be too much like ”walking in brocade clothes at night” if no one could see it.

It wouldn’t even affirm his status as a Golden Core Cultivator...

Mo Hua glanced again at Dan Zhu, whose flowing fiery robe and Vermilion Bird feathers shone brightly in the night, resembling a majestic mystic fire deity, feeling increasingly unbalanced.

”Forget it...”

Mo Hua sighed.

Thinking of spending money before earning it...

Worrying about the look of a Golden Core Treasure before forming a core...

He really was overthinking things.

If he could honestly forge his own Magical Treasure, establish his Golden Core, that would be satisfactory enough.

Given his current condition, he wasn’t in a position to be picky about whether the ultimate treasure looked stunning or not...

Mo Hua redirected his thoughts and continued watching the battle from afar.

The battle unfolded as expected.

Dan Zhu’s own Magical Treasure was simply too impressive, too strong, exhibiting overwhelming power.

The Shugu Tribe leader, with a face painted white bone, looked sinister but couldn’t stir any trouble against such formidable strength.

Before long, Dan Zhu’s mystic fire had him overwhelmed.

Mo Hua watched from afar, and couldn’t help but admit that Dan Zhu was incredibly strong—a genius endowed with extraordinary talent.

He definitely needed to ”train” him well, as Dan Zhu would have great achievements in the future.

From then on, the battle would mostly be winding down.

The Shugu Tribe leader did struggle momentarily, and the White Bone Staff cracked with blood grooves, summoning foul blood, capable of contaminating others’ treasures.

A contaminated treasure posed significant danger.

Even some seasoned Golden Core Middle Stage cultivators might suffer greatly with momentary carelessness.

But Dan Zhu’s treasure was simply too ”luxurious”.

The fouled blood, upon touching his Vermilion Bird Feather Robe, was instantly evaporated by mystic fire.

The higher grade could crush all moves.

The Shugu Tribe leader exhausted all methods, failing to breach the defense of Dan Zhu’s treasure, feeling utterly hopeless.

Even Mo Hua found the sight a little unbearable.

Top-grade treasures were just too unfair...

Soon, the Shugu Tribe leader, having exhausted all tricks, was entirely subdued by Dan Zhu.

The remaining Shugubu remnants were also mostly slain, with a few captured as prisoners.

Seeing the battle nearly over and the situation stabilizing, Mo Hua leisurely strode onto the battlefield using the Water Passing Step.

Upon a closer look, Mo Hua noticed human arms and legs hung above Shugu Tribe’s bonfire.

The Shugu Tribe was roasting human flesh.

Mo Hua felt a bit uneasy and his face showed displeasure.

Dan Zhu and others were similarly enraged.

When charging into battle, they hadn’t paid much attention, but upon careful inspection, they found the Shugu Tribe engaging in cannibalism.

The victims, the ones eaten, were all their Danque Tribe clansmen.

Someone angrily shouted:

”Young Master, kill all these beasts!”

”Sever their limbs, peel off their skin, and punish them by lingering death!”

”These animals...”

The Danque Tribe members were all filled with righteous indignation.

Dan Zhu was equally furious; however, upon seeing Mo Hua’s thoughtful expression, he calmed down immediately, asking:

”Gentleman, is there something wrong?”

Mo Hua surveyed the surroundings, pondering: ”Seems like... something is missing...”

”Something is missing?” Dan Zhu was perplexed.

Mo Hua scanned the area carefully once more, catching sight of a neglected small cave in a corner not far away.

Human blood had been used to paint some patterns in front of the cave.

But the cave itself was shallow and visibly empty.

Mo Hua turned to the Shugu Tribe leader and asked, ”What’s the purpose of this cave?”

Bound tightly with chains after his defeat, the Shugu Tribe leader sneered without replying.

Mo Hua said, ”Someone, cripple his limbs.”

Dan Zhu and his companions exchanged glances.

The Shugu Tribe leader was Golden Core, whereas Mr. Witch was only Foundation Establishment, logically unable to cripple a Golden Core cultivator.

Such a task required a Golden Core Cultivator.

But Ba Shan and Bachuan were reluctant to heed Mo Hua’s command.

Dan Zhu resolved to act himself.

However, Barbarian General Chi Feng intervened first, saying, ”Young Master, I’ll handle it.”

During the previous battle, Chi Feng hadn’t really participated much; his role was mainly to stand by in case of an emergency.

The true battle and experience required Dan Zhu’s personal effort.

But at this moment, as Dan Zhu had performed well and the fight had calmed, this minor task was a trivial effort for Chi Feng.

Furthermore, being Golden Core Middle Stage, he was more effective and quicker in crippling limbs.

Seeing the tall and fierce Barbarian General Chi Feng approach to execute the harsh deed, the Shugu Tribe leader’s face turned pale, teeth clenched:

”I’ll speak!”

Chi Feng slightly paused.

Mo Hua, however, coldly replied: ”Too late... Even if you speak now, your limbs must be crippled first.”

A man of poor temper and a somewhat dark heart, Mo Hua always disliked bargaining with others, especially wrongdoers.

Not answering him would incur a consequence.