The Quest for Immortality

"Together with the Lu Family, oppressing, squeezing, and playing with these cultivators..."

Situ Shen’s gaze was murky as he shifted the topic and said:

"Of course, I’m just saying..."

"The Situ Family has its family disciplines, at most I’ll keep to my own sense of integrity, I won’t really sink into the mire with them."

"But most people, even if they talk the talk of righteousness, when they actually get to that position, they act no different than Court Leader Qian..."

"And if this incident hadn’t blown up, with local Taoist Court Officials covering for each other, the matters involving the Lu Family would most likely have been quietly dropped."

"In this world, light and dark alternate, and human hearts are complex..."

"Those who stand in the light often shine bright, but once they step into the dark, who knows what they turn into..."

"It is not always light everywhere, and you too might inevitably find yourself walking in darkness..."

"Mr. Mo, you must be careful in the future."

Be wary of others, but also of yourself...

These were things Situ Shen could see and understand clearly, but he couldn’t resolve them.

He didn’t want Mo Hua’s pure Taoist Heart, to get entangled in the mire of fickle human hearts, lost in the sinister currents of worldly desires, and thereafter suffer in confusion.

Mo Hua seemed pensive and then nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Court Leader Situ!"

Situ Shen had spoken these heartfelt words out of real concern for him.

Mo Hua was well aware of this in his heart.

Situ Shen smiled and nodded slightly.

He turned his head, looking down at the demolished Jinhua Street, and sighed softly.

This bustling marketplace, bright as pouring gold under the night lights, now revealed its true form under the daylight, showing a sordid mess.

In the Cultivation World, despite many places still being dark and unjust,

There was ultimately a beam of light that shone upon this place...

With the destruction of Jinhua Street, many cultivators regained their freedom.

Qinglan made a special visit to thank Mo Hua, bringing along Hundred Flower cakes she made herself.

In South Yue City, she no longer had any family.

Qinglan was alone and, although capable of supporting herself, life was still somewhat difficult.

Situ Fang decided to take her under her wing; she could teach Qinglan cultivation, and in turn, Qinglan could prepare her meals and take care of her daily needs.

As a Supervisor, Situ Fang was quite busy on a regular basis and had no time to care for herself.

And behind Situ Fang stood the support of her clan.

With her, Qinglan would be more stable, not adrift like duckweed with the current.

Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng, and Bai Zixi sat in the courtyard, eating Hundred Flower cakes and chatting with Qinglan for a while.

Bai Zixi gifted her a cultivation technique.

It was not rare in the Bai Family, but very precious to Qinglan.

Before departing, Qinglan bowed deeply in gratitude, saying:

"If there’s ever a way for Qinglan to be of help to the Young Master and Miss Bai, I will not hesitate even at the cost of my life!"

Mo Hua waved his hand, "Sister Qinglan, you speak too seriously."

...

After seeing Qinglan off, Elder Su paid a visit the next day.

Elder Su brought some fine tea for Mo Hua to taste.

The two sat in the courtyard, sipping tea with a gentle breeze coming through, the air moist and fragrant with tea.

Elder Su apologized, saying:

"Young Gentleman, I’m sorry, I had no idea that the Lu Family Head... Lu Chengyun, had such ruthless ambition, a loose tongue, and that’s what got you, Young Gentleman, caught in his scheming..."

"It’s alright, it’s alright." Mo Hua did not mind.

If Lu Chengyun did not act on his own ideas, then he, too, would not yet learn about the Spiritual Pivot Formation, could not exhaust the Contemplation Map, and would not be able to thoroughly solve South Yue City’s zombie plague, nor help them rebuild the mines.

The Loose Cultivators of South Yue City, they suffered, too.

Mo Hua was also a Loose Cultivator by origin, and he still remembered his mother’s words.

If you come across a Loose Cultivator struggling to get by, help them out within your capabilities if you can.

Elder Su sighed and said, "Young Gentleman, you truly have a broad heart..."

Although Elder Su’s flattery always seemed a bit awkward, Mo Hua still felt quite pleased when he heard it.

Mo Hua’s face was smiling, but he humbly said:

"Not at all, not at all."

Seeing that Mo Hua held no grudges against him, Elder Su’s heart settled down.

The atmosphere became much warmer as a result.

The two of them chatted about Formation Arrays as usual and talked about mundane matters.

As they talked, the conversation turned to Jinhua Street and the Hundred Flower Tower...

Elder Su expressed his gratitude:

"I have to thank you for what happened at Jinhua Street."

Mo Hua nodded his head but then seemed puzzled, "Jinhua Street has been demolished, Elder, so you can’t go to the Hundred Flower Tower to listen to music anymore, right? You’re thanking me for this?"

Elder Su’s face turned red, "No, it’s not like that, I’m really not familiar..."

Mo Hua obviously did not believe him.

Seeing the keen look in Mo Hua’s eyes, Elder Su knew that he knew everything and no longer hid anything, but his expression turned wistful:

"The music is soothing to the ears, and the ladies are pleasing to the eye."

"Not being able to hear or see it is indeed a regret."

"But these are just minor personal desires, they don’t count for much."

"What I hope for more is that no one in this world will have to live a life adrift in the dust, and no young woman will have to suffer misfortune like Shuixian..."

Mo Hua was taken aback, then lifted his teacup and crisply said:

"I shall drink this tea in place of wine to honor the Elder."

Elder Su, caught between laughter and tears, still raised his cup and drank tea with Mo Hua...

...

The affairs of South Yue City had essentially come to a close.

The mines were built, and the Formation Arrays perfected.

The Mining Cultivators of South Yue City could now earn Spirit Stones through their own efforts, make a living, and live a steady and secure life.

Apart from that, the countless zombies also had to be burned.

The Corpse Burning Formation of the Taoist Court had been built.

The Corpse Burning Formation was a Compound Formation, constructed atop the cemetery hill, made up of many Fire-series Single Formations, covering a vast area. When activated, the flames surged upwards, turning the entire cemetery hill a crimson red as if it had become a Flaming Mountain.

All the zombies of South Yue City queued up to be cremated.

Mo Hua controlled the Walking Corpses, leading them into the Corpse Burning Formation in batches, burning away their bodies, dissipating the Corpse Qi, and eliminating the Corpse Poison.

All the zombies had to be cremated.

This process took a long time.

And the only one not cremated was that little zombie.

It had not touched any bloodshed, had committed no evil acts, and had even helped Mo Hua.

Mo Hua, with a sense of compassion, laid down a Formation Array, vented its Corpse Qi, and buried it on a secluded but serene little hill in the cemetery.

The hill was desolate, yet tranquil, undisturbed by anyone.

When evening came, and the sun set in the west, the afterglow would scatter over the hill and over the little grave that Mo Hua had erected for the tiny creature...

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