Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2399: Chapter 1091: Great Wilderness Bone Scroll (2)

”Hmm.”

Mo Hua nodded, indeed feeling a haze over his divine sense, exhausted, and closed his eyes again, slowly falling asleep.

Elder Master Xun waited for Mo Hua to fall asleep, ensured nothing was amiss, then got up and left.

After leaving, Elder Master Xun called over an Inner Sect Disciple and instructed, ”Deliver my order to the Sect Leader, convene the Three Mountains Dao Conference, there’s something to discuss.”

”Yes, Patriarch.” The Inner Sect Disciple acknowledged the order and left.

Elder Master Xun turned to glance at Mo Hua again, muttering with a sigh in his heart:

”Just in Foundation Establishment, and already so worn out, if he reaches Golden Core and stirs up trouble, as his ancestor, I might not be able to handle it all...”

...

In the following days, Elder Master Xun busied himself with sect meetings, commanding the sect members to operate in various directions, handling the aftermath with ”sealing” actions for Mo Hua.

To the greatest extent, reduce the causal link between Mo Hua and the disaster of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice.

Strive to let Mo Hua ”disappear” from the matter, preventing the bloody vengeance of the Demon Path, and the ulterior motives of other forces’ coveting.

All those in Taixu Gate who were privy to the details, no matter how much they knew, were thoroughly ”sealed off.”

Of course, the true ”sealing,” Mo Hua accomplished himself.

More accurately, it was called ”silencing”—completely slaughtering all demon cultivators who had witnessed him, knew what he did, and what formations he painted.

Including the four Feather Transformations alongside Mr. Tu were not spared.

Truly, they died cleanly.

Besides him, no one truly knew what he did inside the Blood Sacrifice Array.

Therefore, this made Elder Master Xun’s ”sealing” arrangements much easier.

Everything proceeded smoothly.

No one would genuinely accuse Mo Hua, a mere Foundation Establishment disciple of destroying the Quasi-Third Grade Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

After all, even though he has high divine sense, strong formations, and is the Formation Leader of Qian Learning State Boundary.

Yet all these abilities, all these auras, combined are not worth mentioning in the face of the huge scale Evil Path Blood Sacrifice Array consuming the Demon Path’s heart, spanning the Nine State.

There were indeed suspicions about Mo Hua.

Speculating Mo Hua as the behind-the-scenes hand dismantling the Blood Sacrifice Array or at least a significant participant.

But even those holding these suspicions found them absurd and laughable.

That was a Quasi-Third Grade Evil Formation.

No matter how monstrous Mo Hua is, he is just a Foundation Establishment sect disciple, in what capacity could he destroy a Quasi-Third Grade Great Formation?

Such speculations undoubtedly plastered gold on Mo Hua’s face, also adding achievements to Taixu Gate.

Which violates most sects’ interests.

Therefore, the rumors of Mo Hua shattering the Blood Sacrifice Array ended swiftly, and soon no one brought it up.

Yet another type of rumor spread widely.

”It’s said... Mo Hua fell into the Blood Sacrifice Array, has long converted to the Demon Path, not only cultivating Demon Skills, but also eating human flesh, drinking human blood, and painting evil formations with human blood and skin.”

”In the Blood Sacrifice Array reviving the Evil God, a large part of the formations were crafted by Mo Hua, this Qian Learning Formation Leader.”

This rumor, in fact, is not purely fictitious.

At least half of it is correct.

But Elder Master Xun certainly wouldn’t admit it, Taixu Gate firmly responded:

”Absurd!” ”Laughable!” ”Out of thin air!” ”Slanderous Fabrications!”

Some asked Mo Hua to come forward to clarify, to prove he did not cultivate Demon Skills, eat human flesh or drink human blood, and paint evil formations.

After all, such things couldn’t be hidden.

Once astray, stained with bloody evil methods, abnormalities are easily observable.

Even if there’s no problem, sometimes issues can be found.

Elder Master Xun, living for countless years, certainly understood such matters, and naturally dismissed such claims, simply hiding Mo Hua tightly, not a single hint or trace leaked outside.

If asked, they would say Mo Hua is cultivating, in seclusion, studying formations.

If some sect or aristocratic family seniors questioned, Elder Master Xun would darken his face and coldly say:

”What, you wish to insult my Taixu Gate’s reputation?”

”I, Taixu Gate, know whether our disciples are innocent or not!”

”Taixu Gate’s Formation Leader, you think you can investigate just like that? Pardon my rudeness, what do you think you are?”

Elder Master Xun, with high prestige, appeared as an amiable, respectable elder to Mo Hua’s eyes, but in others’ eyes, he was an unfathomable ”old monster.”

When he pulled a long face, no one dared to provoke him, risk offending Elder Master Xun.

However, when a tree desires calm, the wind doesn’t cease; these voices of doubt, although temporarily suppressed by Elder Master Xun, stealthily spread everywhere, stirred up dust.

Mo Hua knew nothing of this.

All wicked intentions, rumors, were isolated outside the Tai Xu Mountain Gate by Elder Master Xun.

Mo Hua stayed alone in the back mountain recuperating, living a life where clothes come with a raise of a hand, food comes with an opening of the mouth, enjoying peaceful, tranquil days.

No outsiders, including Taixu Gate members, were allowed to visit Mo Hua.

The only exception was True Man Situ.

As the Chief Elder of Mystery Valley, True Man Situ was considered one of the ”informed individuals.”

When Mo Hua’s health improved a bit, True Man Situ personally visited, and the two drank tea together in a small courtyard.

An elder and a youth, one Feather Transformation, one Foundation Establishment, one Chief Elder of Mystery Valley, one small disciple from Taixu Gate, sitting together to drink tea, surprisingly elicited the feeling of ”old friends reuniting,” the atmosphere serene and harmonious.

True Man Situ, holding his teacup, glanced at Mo Hua, filled with deep emotion.

He hadn’t expected that the young child from Li State City back then had unexpectedly grown to this level in no time.