The Quest for Immortality

The person was imprisoned in the Taoist Prison; whether he later died or not, Mo Hua couldn’t remember clearly. He only recalled that this ”She” master seemed to have said he had a trace of the Great Wilderness Royal Family’s bloodline.

The surname ”She” is not of those within the Royal Family; it’s likely belonging either to nobles serving the royal family or to the shaman tribe.

Mr. Tu was once a shaman of the Great Wilderness.

Thus, Mr. Tu indeed had some connection with this Elder She, and could indeed be considered this Elder She’s ”Senior.”

Mo Hua scrutinized Elder She for a moment and asked, ”What else did that Tu... Senior tell you?”

Elder She replied, ”Nothing else, his elder only told me some secret techniques, letting me borrow power from... the heavens with extraordinary powers beyond the perception of ghosts and gods.”

”Was it borrowing power from ’the heavens’...” Mo Hua’s gaze deepened, ”or from ’Divine Lord’?”

Elder She was stunned, and then his expression changed drastically, ”You... how do you know? How do you know I prayed to the Divine Lord?”

These words from that elder were told only to him personally, which he had never disclosed to outsiders.

Each time he drew the holy patterns, he would secretly recite the name of the ”Divine Lord” with mysterious powers.

Chi Feng sneered, ”You falsely use the name of ’Divine Lord’; won’t the shaman master know?”

Elder She’s expression turned pale, clearly doubting himself.

Mo Hua’s expression was slightly peculiar.

Some words, really, he couldn’t say out loud.

The ”Divine Lord” whom Elder She revered was actually the real ”Divine Lord” of the Great Wilderness.

The ”Divine Lord” proclaimed by himself, the shaman, was actually false.

All divine manifestations stemmed from his own divine skills, without any blessing from the Divine Lord.

Yet, nobody knew this, and Mo Hua did not allow anyone to find out.

”Where is this elder you mentioned now?” Mo Hua asked.

Elder She replied, ”That elder is mysterious and unpredictable; until now, I’ve only met him once, and don’t know his whereabouts.”

Mo Hua frowned.

With this, the clues were cut off again...

Without finding ”Mr. Tu,” many things remained unresolved.

Mo Hua looked at Elder She, his gaze penetrating, deep like water.

Elder She’s eyes flickered slightly, and Mo Hua said, ”That’s not right; you still have something concealed from me.”

Elder She hurriedly said, ”No, sir, your insight is sharp; I dare not deceive you...”

Mo Hua ignored his flattery, quickly running through the preceding events in his mind, catching another thread amid the complicated events:

Shugu Tribe!

Breeding Evil Gods can happen to any tribe.

But until now, the Bi Fang Tribe seems specially ”fond” of the Shugu Tribe.

In the Shugu Skill Department, that Cow Bone Half-Demon God was likely deliberately bred by the Bi Fang Tribe.

They concocted some scheme in the Shugu Skill Department, causing the fall of the Barbarian God, and bred the Evil God, creating chaos.

Then Bi Jie led a team, with Elder She secretly manipulating, launching a massive attack on the Shugu Skill Department.

However, perhaps Mr. Tu merely passed on some ”clever” Divine Formation, without truly transmitting the profound divine knowledge.

Therefore, although the Bi Fang Tribe raised an Evil God, they afterwards lacked appropriate operating methods, resulting in the rash entrance to the Divine Temple by the Bi Fang Tribe’s two Golden Cores and over two hundred Barbarian Soldiers, all perishing at the hands of the Evil God they themselves corrupted.

In a sense, it was karma.

The subsequent demise of the Sibone Tribe, though related to the Great Chief of Shugu Tribe fearing the overshadowing might of Sibone, was also manipulated by the Bi Fang Tribe in secret.

But the problem arose...

”Why is the Bi Fang Tribe so intent on harming the Shugu Tribe? Specifically corrupting the Shugu Tribe’s Barbarian Gods?”

Previously, Mo Hua didn’t pay attention to this question.

Because in the Barbaric Wilderness, things are just like that.

There’s no reason needed to harm others.

Between any tribes, if you trace back three generations, there might be grievances.

As long as they’re together, conflicts are inevitable, and any small conflict can escalate to hostility, resulting in fights, eventually developing into life-or-death wars between tribes.

Thus, Mo Hua was not surprised about the Bi Fang Tribe targeting the Shugu Tribe.

Just like he also targeted the Bi Fang Tribe and had harmed the Shugu Tribe before.

But now, with Mr. Tu’s involvement, this matter likely isn’t merely a simple tribal grievance anymore.

Masters of the game, won’t make idle moves.

His Uncle and Mr. Tu are alike.

He passed on the Divine Formation to Elder She.

Then Elder She began targeting the Shugu Tribe’s Barbarian Gods.

This indicates that this matter is likely a ”directive” from Mr. Tu.

He lent the divine inheritance to Elder She to make him target the Shugu Tribe.

But the question is... why?

Why is Mr. Tu so determined to target the Shugu Tribe?

Surely he has some other intent.

Could it be... he wants to obtain something from the Shugu Tribe?

Or perhaps, actually it’s his Uncle who wants to obtain something from the Shugu Tribe?

What exactly exists within the Shugu Tribe?

Mo Hua looked at Elder She, about to ask, suddenly realizing Lugu beside him, he thought for a moment and held the question.

Some things, he could deduce himself, even without asking.

Even if he asked, Elder She might not speak the truth, especially when it concerns Mr. Tu, prudence is required.

”Mr. Tu... the Shugu Tribe...”

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, pointing at Elder She, spoke to Chi Feng beside him, ”Break his limbs, don’t let him escape, take him back for more questioning.”

”Alright.” Chi Feng nodded, immediately acted, breaking Elder She’s limbs, and restrained him with chains.

In his heart, Elder She cursed Mo Hua fiercely, but dared not speak out.

Chi Feng escorted Elder She back.

In the night, Lugu’s gaze was sinister, ready to follow them back when suddenly stopped by Mo Hua’s call.

”Lord Lugu.”

Lugu turned, looking at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua also looked at Lugu, his gaze penetrating as if seeing through Lugu’s intentions: ”This Elder She, must not be killed.”

Lugu’s intentions exposed, his face remained unchanged.

Mo Hua is a ”demon monster,” naturally able to see through minds.

But his meaning remained firm, eyes indifferent, ”Bi Fang Tribe harmed my brother, all of Bi Fang Tribe must die.” .

Mo Hua said, ”I still have use for this person.”

Yet Lugu wasn’t moved, Mo Hua’s use held no significance to him.

In other matters, he might fear Mo Hua, making small concessions, but facing the Bi Fang Tribe with his brother’s ”murderer’s” hatred, his choice was only one: annihilation.

He could hold his temper for Mo Hua to ask so many questions without killing Elder She, was already a face-saving gesture for Mo Hua.

Mo Hua knew Lugu was stubborn, his gaze flickered slightly and asked:

”You want to avenge your brother, but have you considered that the Bi Fang Tribe isn’t your true enemy? Without the Bi Fang Tribe, there would be other tribes; if someone wants your brother dead, your brother would die eventually.”

Lugu’s gaze turned icy, his face unpleasant.

He knew who Mo Hua referred to.

The Great Chief of Shugu Tribe.

Without the Great Chief’s approval and secret assistance, no matter how strong the Bi Fang Tribe might be, they wouldn’t necessarily be able to overcome his Shugu Tribe General, especially powerful Sishen.

”Do you want to take revenge on the Bi Fang Tribe, but not on the Great Chief of the Shugu Tribe?” Mo Hua’s voice was somewhat deep, ”Or do you hate the Bi Fang Tribe, but want to bow before the Great Chief of your own tribe, and let bygones be bygones?”

Lugu looked at Mo Hua, eyes carrying a barely contained indignation.

Mo Hua said no further, after all, he wasn’t really a worldly demon monster, he was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

If Lugu truly became furious, he would also be in danger.

Lugu’s expression turned cold, thinking for a moment, then asked, ”What exactly does the shaman master mean by these words?”

Mo Hua responded directly, ”Listen to my words, I can help you.”

Lugu’s eyelid twitched, ”Help me?”

Mo Hua nodded, his voice devoid of any temptation, words serene yet seemingly stirring the heart like an evil demon:

”I’ll help you invade the Shugu’s main department, kill the Great Chief of the Shugu Tribe, avenging your brother’s death.”