Chapter 1316

The next day, Mo Hua set off. Before leaving, he said goodbye to Chief Administrator Chief Huangfu and Chief Administrator Shangguan.

"Senior Brother Chief Huangfu, Senior Brother Shangguan, please take care."

As Chief Administrators, Chief Huangfu and Shangguan were busy with official duties and could not possibly abandon their posts to accompany Mo Hua to capture the Junior Senior Brother.

But True Person Brother Zhuge could.

Because he was a consultant for the Imperial Observatory—to put it nicely, he had no worldly affairs to worry about and no paperwork to exhaust him; to put it bluntly, he was just idle.

"You take care, too." Chief Administrator Chief Huangfu smiled at Mo Hua, glanced at True Person Brother Zhuge, and said to Mo Hua:

"It's good that he's taking you out. It saves him from having nothing to do every day and coming to us for tea. You know, we are very busy people; we can't compare to him, a True Person who is both noble and idle."

Mo Hua nodded, indicating he understood.

Putting himself in their shoes, when he was busy, he also didn't like seeing idle people like True Person Brother Zhuge hovering around him.

"Then I shall take my leave. If there's a chance, I'll come back to have tea with you two Senior Brothers," Mo Hua said.

Chief Administrator Chief Huangfu and Chief Administrator Shangguan both nodded happily. "Good, good. Junior Brother Mo, you are always welcome to come for tea."

True Person Brother Zhuge could pretend not to hear other things.

But as soon as this sentence came out, he couldn't stand it.

So, when I come to you for tea, you find me annoying.

When this kid Mo Hua comes to you for tea, you are more than happy to have him?

That is too "double-standard," too sycophantic!

True Person Brother Zhuge looked at these two fellow disciples with disdain and said leisurely:

"Cultivation requires seeking the truth and being consistent inside and out. With such hypocrisy and sycophancy, you will never break through to the Feather Transformation realm or become a 'True' Person..."

Chief Administrator Chief Huangfu and Chief Administrator Shangguan frowned. "You crow-mouthed man."

Chief Administrator Shangguan also said to Mo Hua: "Hurry up and take him away. We have a lot of things to do and still need to get back to work."

Mo Hua smiled and cupped his hands: "Two Senior Brothers, farewell."

"Stay safe, take care," Chief Administrator Chief Huangfu and Chief Administrator Shangguan said.

"Brother Brother Zhuge, you take care too." Chief Administrator Chief Huangfu sighed, his gaze suddenly darkening. "As for the Hua family..."

True Person Brother Zhuge nodded faintly. "I have it in mind."

The group said nothing more, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then bid each other farewell.

Under the slightly worried gazes of Chief Administrators Chief Huangfu and Shangguan, True Person Brother Zhuge and Mo Hua left the temporary Privy Hall and headed toward the Hua family's encampment.

On the Hua family's side, everything was prepared.

After the two sides met up and had a brief discussion, they set off.

The Hua family's group, including True Person Hua, five other Golden Core cultivators, over a dozen Foundation Establishment prodigies, and other elite Daoist soldiers of the Daoist Court—about fifty people in total—set off together to arrest the White family's prodigy, Bai Bai Zisheng.

Among this group, Mo Hua was the most unconventional one.

At the same time, he was the most "familiar" one. Once he mixed into the Hua family's team, he didn't consider himself an outsider at all, asking for whatever he wanted to eat or drink.

Out of respect for True Person Brother Zhuge, the Hua family didn't dare to neglect him.

The group traveled in the aristocratic family's large carriages.

The two True Persons sat in one, and the others shared three.

Mo Hua followed True Person Brother Zhuge, so he also sat in the "True Person" level carriage, which was "first class."

After setting off, inside the large carriage.

Mo Hua sat by the window, eating spirit fruits while watching the scenery outside.

Behind the screen in the carriage, True Person Hua was chatting with True Person Brother Zhuge.

True Person Hua glanced at Mo Hua and said slowly: "... Brother Brother Zhuge, this doesn't seem like something you would do..."

True Person Brother Zhuge lay half-reclined, fanning himself, and sighed lightly:

"No choice. I got tangled up with a 'troublemaker' I can't shake off, and I can't just ignore him."

True Person Hua didn't quite believe it: "There's someone you can't shake off, Brother Brother Zhuge? Is this little brother... related to the ancestors of your Grand Void Gate? Or perhaps the Brother Zhuge family..."

True Person Brother Zhuge waved his hand. "Don't probe me."

True Person Hua found it inconvenient to ask further.

True Person Brother Zhuge thought for a moment and asked back: "Brother Hua, this also... doesn't seem like something you would do, right?"

True Person Hua was slightly stunned. "What?"

True Person Brother Zhuge said: "The White family, that prodigy."

True Person Hua didn't answer.

True Person Brother Zhuge's gaze was bright as he stared at True Person Hua. "I am indeed lazy by nature; that is the result of the Dao I cultivate—not worrying about the mind, not worrying about the spirit, and being indifferent to external things."

"But you, Brother Hua, are actually the same. For things without benefit, you are equally 'lazy' and indifferent."

"This matter with the White family was never a good task; you actually didn't need to provoke it."

"But now, you..."

True Person Hua shook his head and sighed: "The Daoist Court has ordered it; I can't shake it off."

True Person Brother Zhuge shook his head. "There is something you can't shake off, Brother Hua?"

True Person Hua was stunned. He looked at True Person Brother Zhuge, then pointed at Mo Hua, who was gnawing on a melon by the window, and said helplessly:

"Brother Brother Zhuge, have you shaken yours off?"

True Person Brother Zhuge's expression was complex. He sighed, and the conversation couldn't continue.

The two True Persons seemed to be chatting idly, but each had their own thoughts.

Others might not be able to hear what they were chatting about.

But Mo Hua could hear a little bit.

His divine sense was so strong it was truly inconceivable.

It was just that in terms of the realm of divine sense, he was still far behind the Feather Transformation realm, so he couldn't hear everything. He could only vaguely hear a few words and realize that True Person Brother Zhuge seemed to dislike him as a "troublemaker" and wanted to shake him off.

Mo Hua was "broad-minded enough to sail a boat," so he didn't take it to heart.

When that day really comes, it's hard to say who will be shaking off whom.

Mo Hua's thoughts weren't on this matter either, but were fixed on the window.

He had been confined for too long, cut off from the world, and lacked understanding of the current situation in the Great Wilderness.

This trip out was partly to capture the Junior Senior Brother, and another reason was to understand the current situation in the Great Wilderness.

When a person arrives anywhere, they must first familiarize themselves with the environment; only after familiarizing themselves with the environment can they do things well.

This was the instinct of a demon hunter he had cultivated since childhood.

It was just that what he saw outside the window at this moment was very chaotic.

This place was close to the front line where the Daoist Court and the Great Wilderness Wang Ting were at war, and it was also a "subordinate" territory outside the Great Wilderness Wang Ting.

At this time, there were both barbarian civilians and Daoist soldiers, and small-scale battles often occurred along the way.

The people of the Great Wilderness tribes conquered by the Daoist Court were all reduced to prisoners, locked in shackles, and driven like pigs and sheep.

The aristocratic families who won the battles divided up the land and property of these tribes.

Mo Hua even saw a few well-dressed aristocratic family disciples arguing and even fighting fiercely, looking ferocious, just to compete for a few barbarian women to be female slaves.

Mo Hua was a bit dazed.

He suddenly couldn't tell who the barbarian cultivators were.

The Great Wilderness keeping barbarian slaves was seen as barbaric and backward.

But these people from the Nine Provinces, logically speaking, had cultivated the Dao and received civilization, yet upon arriving in the Great Wilderness, they were also grabbing territory, killing people, fighting over women, and abusing barbarian slaves.

It seemed that everyone just wore fancy clothes, but deep down, they didn't seem to have any essential difference from the barbaric tribes of the Great Wilderness.

Mo Hua looked at everything before him, his heart heavy with thoughts.

However, he couldn't manage these things now, and fortunately, not all aristocratic families were like this.

There were still some families that strictly disciplined their disciples and didn't treat barbarian slaves so harshly.

The same rice feeds a hundred kinds of people.

Even among aristocratic families, there were vast differences.

Just like this, the group continued forward.

But Bai Bai Zisheng was strong and was fleeing alone in the Great Wilderness; capturing him wouldn't be a matter of a day or two.

So, two days later, the group stopped in front of a manor temporarily built by the Hua family in a second-grade mountain boundary to house family dignitaries, and stopped for a rest.

Mo Hua jumped off the carriage and turned to look at the manor.

The entire manor was large, restrained on the outside but extremely luxurious on the inside, consistent with the usual style of large aristocratic families like the Hua family.

Mo Hua was no stranger to this kind of manor layout.

Because in the wilderness, some of the strongholds built by Elder You had a similar layout to the manor before him.

Mo Hua had raided Elder You's home too many times, so at a glance, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was getting late.

After entering the Hua family manor, naturally, it was time for the evening banquet.

The evening banquet was very sumptuous, better than what Mo Hua ate when he was a Divine Blessing.

True Person Brother Zhuge and True Person Hua sat in the highest seats.

Many Hua family cultivators and other high-level aristocratic family members came to pay their respects to True Person Hua one after another.

True Person Hua was the Feather Transformation cultivator responsible for the Great Wilderness war for the Hua family, and he held great power, so these people were all in awe of him, trembling with fear, answering whatever True Person Hua asked.

Mo Hua didn't care about the others and only focused on gorging himself.

He had seen this kind of occasion many times.

What's more, what did the Hua family's social interactions have to do with him?

The evening banquet was still ongoing.

Mo Hua was still eating on his own.

After the high-level family members had paid their respects, soon many young family geniuses came to pay their respects to True Person Hua with dignified appearances.

Among these geniuses, there were those from the Hua family and those related to the Hua family, all with extraordinary aptitude and high spirits.

True Person Hua met them one by one, saying some words of encouragement for their cultivation with gentleness and dignity.

These disciples thanked him profusely and took their leave.

But before going down, they would all glance at Mo Hua.

Because there was no help for it, Mo Hua's "seating" was really too high and too eye-catching.

Throughout the entire banquet, his seat was second only to True Person Hua and True Person Brother Zhuge, higher than many Golden Core peak-stage Hua family elders, and even higher than many Hua family direct descendants by several heads.

In the eyes of aristocratic family members who valued seniority and qualifications, this was truly hard to understand.

From his appearance, Mo Hua was just an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Although his eyebrows were like a painting and his movements were natural, he lacked that "noble air" of an aristocratic family and didn't look like a direct descendant of an aristocratic family.

And his table manners were too ugly; which aristocratic family disciple eats a chicken leg with their hands?

Many people looked at Mo Hua sideways and pointed at him secretly.

Mo Hua didn't care at all.

Let alone pointing and whispering, when he was in the wilderness, there were countless people who wanted to kill him all over the mountains and plains.

Mo Hua only focused on eating.

But for some reason, in the noisy banquet, it suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Interspersed with the sound of jade pendants clinking and the sound of light footsteps.

Mo Hua, who was immersed in eating, felt a bit strange. He looked up and was stunned for a moment.

In the hall, a woman was walking over surrounded by a group of maids.

This woman was very beautiful, wearing gold-threaded jade clothes and snow-moon gauze, with a golden phoenix red jade hairpin setting off her thick dark hair and fair forehead.

She held her head high, her eyebrows cold and indifferent, containing some arrogance, walking past the hall full of genius disciples without shifting her gaze even a bit.

The hall full of young geniuses seemed to have their minds captured by her, some with admiration in their eyes, others feeling inferior, wanting to look but not daring to.

This woman's gaze didn't linger for a moment either, walking straight to True Person Hua and bowing gracefully:

"Uncle."

True Person Hua nodded.

This woman also bowed to True Person Brother Zhuge. "Greetings, True Person."

True Person Brother Zhuge also nodded faintly.

True Person Hua said: "Eat something?"

This woman seemed to find the banquet noisy and shook her head. "No, I only came to pay my respects to Uncle. After paying my respects, I will go back."

True Person Hua followed her wishes. "That's fine."

This woman didn't drag things out either, bowing to True Person Hua and True Person Situ again with an extremely standard and elegant posture, then said:

"Ping'er takes her leave."

After speaking, she turned to leave, but as she turned, her peripheral vision caught Mo Hua, who had been keeping his head down gnawing on a chicken leg and staying silent.

This woman was arrogant and didn't take ordinary people seriously, so she would have just glanced and passed by.

But after glancing, she suddenly froze for a moment and couldn't help but turn back to look at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua lowered his head even further.

True Person Hua and True Person Brother Zhuge couldn't help but look at each other.

This woman didn't leave, but also lowered her head, staring closely at Mo Hua's face, suddenly extending a finger like jade and pointing at Mo Hua:

"It's you!"

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, but still looked blank on his face. "What?"

This woman snorted coldly: "Don't pretend, I have a good memory, I remember you."

True Person Brother Zhuge looked at this woman, then at Mo Hua, and asked with a strange expression: "You... know each other?"

Mo Hua shook his head firmly. "I don't know her."

True Person Hua was also a bit stunned.

This woman looked at Mo Hua and sneered: "In Desert City, you were that..."

Halfway through, she suddenly remembered something and stopped talking.

Mo Hua knew he had been recognized.

This beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes was exactly the Miss Hua who had been grandly welcomed by Young Master Tuoba in Desert City.

But Mo Hua definitely couldn't admit it, stubbornly insisting: "You recognized the wrong person, I don't know you at all."

Miss Hua seemed to have thought of something and didn't force Mo Hua anymore.

There were some things she couldn't tell others either.

"Fine, I'll count it as recognizing the wrong person," Miss Hua said, turning to look at True Person Hua. "Uncle, I'm hungry, I'll eat a little too."

True Person Hua called out: "Someone, set a seat and banquet for the eldest young lady."

"No need," Miss Hua said crisply. After speaking, she sat down beside Mo Hua. "I'll just sit here."

She sat relatively close, and Mo Hua felt his body stiffen, unable to help but move aside as if avoiding a "plague god."

Seeing Mo Hua dodging her, Miss Hua seemed a bit angry and also moved toward Mo Hua.

Mo Hua didn't dare to move anymore; if he moved again, he would have to move into True Person Brother Zhuge's arms.

The rest of the banquet continued, and Miss Hua kept finding Mo Hua to whisper to:

"What is your name?"

"Who are you?"

"You... why were you there?"

Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated, not responding to a word, only keeping his head down and eating his chicken leg in peace.

It was just that the trees wanted to be still, but the wind wouldn't stop.

Mo Hua wanted to keep a low profile, but he couldn't keep a low profile at all.

Miss Hua, who was surrounded by stars like the moon, sat beside him, chattering endlessly.

During the banquet, he didn't know how many young geniuses were looking at him with jealousy, malice, or anger.

Mo Hua only felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by needles, and the chicken leg in his hand didn't taste good anymore.

Just like this, he didn't know how much time had passed before Mo Hua finally managed to hold on until the end of the banquet.

As soon as the banquet ended, Mo Hua hurriedly returned to his guest room and closed the door to rest.

At night, everything was silent.

Mo Hua was lying on the table reading a formation book when suddenly there was a "clatter-clatter" knocking sound on the door.

Mo Hua didn't even need to think to know who was knocking on the door.

When a boy is out and about, if a woman knocks on the door in the middle of the night, don't think too much; she is definitely coming to harm you.

Mo Hua didn't pay any attention at all, continuing to read his book.

But the knocking sound persisted.

After knocking for a long time, Mo Hua still didn't pay attention.

The person outside the door seemed to be angry, kicking the door with a "thud" and walking into Mo Hua's room.