The Quest for Immortality

A massive figure like a small mountain, walking step by step outward.

Mo Hua walked behind Sishen.

As he reached the prison entrance, Mo Hua stopped and glanced at the darkness beside him, calmly saying, ”You’ve heard it all.”

A figure emerged from the darkness beside him.

Equally tall, mighty, robust, and imposing as Sishen.

It was Sishen’s younger brother, Lugu, at the late Golden Core Stage.

Lugu silently looked at Mo Hua without speaking.

After pondering for a moment, Mo Hua spoke: ”Jin Wutu is your brother’s subordinate; he deeply understands your brother Sishen’s strength and fearfulness. Even if the Bi Fang Tribe gave him benefits, he wouldn’t dare betray.”

”But if... the Great Chief of your Shugubu ordered him directly to harm Sishen, the situation would be entirely different...”

Mo Hua slowly turned to Lugu, ”Sishen is too strong, his influence too vast, his merits too high, shaking the master. The Great Chief of your Shugubu would likely not tolerate him.”

Lugu’s face turned sullen, extremely unpleasant.

Such a matter he hadn’t necessarily dismissed outright, but things he hadn’t personally experienced, he wouldn’t entirely believe.

However, this was not what concerned him the most.

Lugu’s gaze turned to the ”Sishen” corpse standing in the darkness, resembling a god and demon servant, his expression icy cold.

”What did you do to my brother?”

Lugu questioned Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was silent for a moment and asked him in return, ”Do you remember what I said to you before... I asked you if you wanted to cremate your brother... you were unwilling.”

Lugu’s expression was stern.

Mo Hua looked at Lugu, ”In that case, the cause and effect are different, and ’fate’ is also different... I can only follow the Divine Lord’s will, guiding your brother... toward his inevitable destiny.”

Lugu stood in the darkness, silent as a mountain stone, watching Mo Hua with a few surges of killing intent in his eyes, but ultimately suppressing them with great effort.

Mo Hua no longer spoke and, right in front of Lugu, controlled his brother Sishen’s corpse, gradually leaving.

Lugu watched Mo Hua’s back, taking a deep breath, slowly saying:

”Indeed... a demon monster that toys with human hearts, even dead bodies...”

...

In Lugu’s eyes, resembling a ”demon monster”—which indeed didn’t quite look human—Mo Hua manipulated Sishen’s corpse back into the coffin.

The Spiritual Pivot Formation’s spiritual power was exhausted, and Sishen’s corpse also needed to be nourished slowly.

Let his corpse and formation slowly harmonize and completely merge into one.

This requires time to settle slowly and gradually nurture.

Sishen’s mountainous corpse slowly lay back in the giant coffin, Mo Hua resealed the coffin, and even arranged extra formations around to prevent any disturbance to Sishen.

Sishen returned to sleep.

Jin Wutu’s mouth was also pried open, revealing some unknown secrets.

For now, Mo Hua only detained Jin Wutu instead of killing him.

The next task is to attack the oasis.

While Mo Hua was engraving the Spirit Pivot Formation and controlling Sishen’s corpse, Dan Zhu and Chi Feng and others had already been preparing for this task.

Previously, they didn’t attack the oasis, firstly because Jin Wutu was not captured, and secondly, because there were still innocent cultivators in the oasis.

But now, Jin Wutu has been captured.

Something unknown happened in the oasis, causing all kinds of barbarian cultivators who had taken refuge there to disappear.

More critically, the supplies for the barbarian soldiers were now extremely low.

Attacking the oasis has become imperative.

The overall strategy had already been discussed by Lugu, Dan Zhu, and Chi Feng.

Mo Hua reviewed it, conducted a simple deduction, and seeing no problems in terms of cause and effect, nodded in agreement.

...

The next day at dawn, the battle to attack the oasis officially commenced.

Lugu, as the late Golden Core Stage General, wielding the demon-slaying bone blade, charged at the front.

The remaining Golden Core cultivators, along with more than six thousand barbarian soldiers, all surged forward.

The yellow sand filled the sky, the sound of killing reverberated.

After more than half a day of fierce fighting, by dusk, the oasis guarded by mysterious forces in this desert was conquered.

The enemy’s late Golden Core Stage, the old man in black-green robes, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, was defeated by Lugu and had to flee for his life.

The other Golden Core cultivators were no match for Chi Feng, Dan Zhu, and the others, either fleeing or dying.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm guards of the oasis, though numbering more than a thousand, were indeed weak when facing the six thousand barbarian soldiers led by Mo Hua and his Bone Heavy Armor troops.

The sides met in battle, and almost in one charge, the guards of the oasis were scattered and killed.

They were ”guards,” rather than straightforwardly desperate barbarian soldiers. Against ordinary cultivators, they might be considered strong, but against veteran barbarian soldiers, they were much weaker—especially since they were severely outnumbered.

Yet, these assignments did not result in a fight to the death, and once defeated, they scattered and retreated.

Chi Feng led men in pursuit for a while, but did not pursue deeply.

Afterwards, cleaning up the aftermath took additional effort.

By the time the setting sun fell, this oasis was completely occupied by Mo Hua and his team.

During the battle, Mo Hua only watched from a distance.

Now that the battle was over, he began leading the team to loot the place.

Ability must be used where it matters most.

If other people can handle the battle, let them do it.

But for the ”technical work” of looting spoils of war, Mo Hua must personally undertake it.

His powerful, profound, intricately mystical, and unconventional twenty-three patterns Dao transformation divine thought spread outward, revealing all hidden mechanisms, secret walls, secret doors, and secret rooms.

”Take some people and follow me.”

Mo Hua led the way, accompanied by Ba Shan and Bachuan, two Golden Core Elders responsible for internal affairs, beginning a comprehensive, no-hidden-corner ”carpet-style” search throughout the oasis.