Chapter 1318

Mo Hua walked closer, and heard the arguing voices in the main tent getting louder, filled with intense anger, accusing and insulting each other.

"Trash, a bunch of people with empty reputations..."

"... A few days ago, if it weren't for you dragging us down, we would have captured that Bai Bai Zisheng long ago!"

"You can't accomplish anything, but you can ruin everything!"

Interspersed with the sound of tables being slapped, insults, and rebuttals:

"What are you saying?"

"Who can't accomplish anything and ruins everything? I think you are the trash yourselves..."

Someone sneered, "... You can't even capture a mere Bai Bai Zisheng, isn't that failing to accomplish anything?"

"Didn't they say your Ganxue prefecture is a prosperous place for Dao cultivation, gathering the talents of the Nine Provinces, with geniuses emerging one after another? Where are the geniuses? A single Bai Bai Zisheng, besieged by so many people, and you still can't take him down."

"I think the Ganxue prefecture is nothing more than this?"

"Deceiving the world and stealing a name..."

This sentence brought another round of scolding. "Fart!"

"Nonsense!"

"We didn't capture him, but did you capture him?"

"Your Dao prefecture's geniuses were still beaten by that Bai Bai Zisheng until they were running for their lives!"

There was the sound of a table shattering and a wine glass being smashed. "Fart! Who was running for their lives?!"

Someone said coldly: "That Bai Bai Zisheng was just a loser to me. We fought for less than ten rounds, and I suppressed him. He couldn't beat me and had to turn and flee."

"If it weren't for that Bai Bai Zisheng's good movement technique and his constant fleeing, I would have captured him long ago."

"... Big talk!"

"Are the spirit roots of your Dao prefecture's geniuses all grown on your mouths?"

"Presumptuous! How can the prestige of the Dao prefecture be tarnished by the likes of you?"

"What big talk are you blowing? Do you think I haven't been to the Dao prefecture?"

"You don't think that I'm studying in the Gan prefecture because I can only study in the Gan prefecture, right? I look down on the Dao prefecture; I find you all pedantic..."

"What big talk!"

"Not convinced? Want to spar?"

"Spar then, who's afraid of whom?"

Someone frowned and said: "Alright, instead of having this energy, why not use it to capture people? It's better to capture that kid Bai Bai Zisheng early..."

"Exactly," someone echoed, "We've suffered such a big loss from this kid these past few days. If we can't capture him, where will the faces of our aristocratic families and sects be?"

"That's a problem with your Wu Xiaoyao Gate. You keep saying your movement technique is ranked first in the Ganxue prefecture, but in the end, didn't you still let that Bai Bai Zisheng run away from under your noses?"

"You pushed your movement technique until it was smoking, but didn't you still fail to catch up?"

"You!"

"Fart, you couldn't beat him and couldn't take him down. Even if we caught up, what could we do?"

"In the end, it's still because you people from the Dao prefecture are too incompetent."

"You keep saying the Dao prefecture's geniuses are the best in the Nine Provinces, but in the end, weren't you all compared to nothing by Bai Bai Zisheng, who came from the Gan prefecture?"

"You're the one farting!"

"He came from the Gan prefecture, but that's not the same thing as your Ganxue origin..."

A Dao prefecture genius sneered: "The White family is in the Zulong mountain boundary. Can the White family's Gan prefecture be the same meaning as yours?"

"Don't stick gold on your own face..."

A genius from the Ganxue origin also sneered: "Then your meaning is that the White family is one level higher than the aristocratic families from the Dao prefecture?"

"Absurd! How can the White family compare to the aristocratic families of my Dao prefecture?"

"Then how come you people, added together, can't even beat one Bai Bai Zisheng?"

"It's not that we can't beat him... it's that Bai Bai Zisheng is constantly fleeing. He is not our opponent and doesn't dare to fight us head-on..."

"Then where did the hole in your body come from? Wasn't it poked out by Bai Bai Zisheng's spear?"

"This was my carelessness, I didn't dodge..."

"If you're not an opponent, you're not an opponent. You're still saying you were careless? The strength of your Yuwen family is nothing more than this..."

"At least my Yuwen family is a hundred times stronger than your Jin Gang Gate!"

"What did you say?"

"The Indestructible Vajra Art, you might as well call it the Indestructible Trash Art. My Yuwen family only had one disciple who suffered a loss at the hands of Bai Bai Zisheng. Your Jin Gang Gate probably has over ten disciples injured."

A golden-bodied man said angrily: "You don't know anything. The Indestructible Vajra is a body-refining technique. Since it's body-refining, naturally, one has to get injured."

"You lost, so you lost. Why are you making excuses? If the body-refining techniques of the Ganxue prefecture all have this level of skill like your Jin Gang Gate, I think it will be finished sooner or later..."

"You..." The Jin Gang Gate disciples practiced body-refining and were not good at words, so they didn't know what to scold.

At this time, someone else was unhappy:

"It's fine to talk about the Jin Gang Gate, don't drag the Ganxue prefecture into it. Among the body-refining schools of the Ganxue sects, the Jin Gang Gate can't be considered top-tier at all. My Long Ding Sect is the first..."

A Jin Gang Gate disciple said: "You motherf***er... whose side are you on?"

"Just speaking based on facts..."

"That's right, the Four Great Sects are the Four Great Sects, and the Eight Great Gates are the Eight Great Gates..."

"Your Eight Great Gates are inferior in skill, what does that have to do with our Four Great Sects?"

"Still the Four Great Sects? Now in the Ganxue prefecture, the Four Great Sects are no longer the first-class. The most top-tier is the Grand Void Gate. You Four Great Sects are just losers to the Grand Void Gate."

A Long Ding Sect disciple trembled with anger: "Nonsense!"

"The Grand Void Gate has three mountains in one gate; they are truly shameless, three sects added together to rank first, can that count?"

"Shameless!"

Someone said: "Anyway, now in Ganxue, the Four Great Sects are not the first-class."

A Long Ding Sect disciple said: "At least in the skill of body-refining, my Long Ding Sect is still the first."

"Alright, after all that talk, didn't your Long Ding Sect also fail to win against that Bai Bai Zisheng?"

"At least the people of my Long Ding Sect have dragon blood and are tempered, and weren't poked with holes by him..."

"That's enough, can this also be boasted about? Then how should the Xuanyuan Sword Art of my Xuanyuan clan in the Dao prefecture, which almost cut off Bai Bai Zisheng's neck with one sword, be discussed?"

"What Xuanyuan Sword Art? It was clearly the sword art of my Heavenly Sword Sect that almost killed Bai Bai Zisheng."

Someone sneered, "How can your Heavenly Sword Sect's sword art be mentioned in the same breath as the sword art of my Xuanyuan clan?"

"In the final analysis, how can the heritage of a mere fifth-grade prefecture like Ganxue compare to the foundation of my Great Dao prefecture?"

"A small place is just a small place..."

Someone snorted coldly, "No matter how big the place is and how good the heritage is, if the person is trash, it's useless."

"What did you say?!"

"Is your strength not good, and are your ears deaf too? Do you want me to say it again, you trash?"

"Daring to look down on my Dao prefecture disciples, sooner or later, I will let you know how good it looks..."

"Come, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"I have an ancestor..."

"You motherf***er have an ancestor, do you think I don't?"

Geniuses are all arrogant and generally disdain arguing with ordinary disciples, and many of their temperaments are cold and indifferent.

But the problem is, once geniuses of the same level gather together and start fighting for strength, they can't help but scold people.

Not to mention, this also included extremely complex grievances and contradictions between the Dao prefecture and the Nine Provinces, between aristocratic families and sects, between various aristocratic families, between various sects, between various heritage schools, and between disciples privately...

Once the fire of anger grew, no one would care about any cultivation or manners.

When Mo Hua walked into the main tent, the huge tent was filled with a large crowd of sect disciples, wearing different Daoist robes, gathered together, noisy and endlessly accusing and scolding each other.

The tent was large, and there were many people.

They were also scolding each other happily, and for a while, they didn't care who had walked in.

True Person Brother Zhuge didn't speak; his temperament was indifferent, and he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

Mo Hua had always acted low-key, only silently following behind True Person Brother Zhuge, dressed simply, like a little follower.

True Person Hua, however, had to express his stance.

The matter of capturing Bai Bai Zisheng was something the Daoist Court had asked him to preside over, and he could only control the current situation.

Seeing that these aristocratic family disciples in the main tent were still making a fuss.

True Person Hua released a trace of pressure and said in a deep voice:

"Silence!"

Because this was in a second-grade mountain boundary, he could not use the power of the Feather Transformation realm, or even the Golden Core realm, so this pressure was not strong.

But True Person Hua's voice, long accustomed to being in a high position, was dignified and profound.

Inside the entire main tent, it gradually became quiet.

Many people turned their heads to look at True Person Hua, but seeing that True Person Hua's aura was obscure, they didn't really care much.

But some genius disciples who were knowledgeable, had keen perception, and knew the inside story beforehand, all looked solemn and cupped their hands in salute:

"Greetings, True Person."

"True Person?!"

This shocked everyone, and they all bowed to True Person Hua:

"True Person."

True Person Hua nodded slightly and asked faintly:

"How is the situation?"

The room was silent for a moment, and a young man wearing a golden-yellow Daoist robe, with a dignified appearance and deep cultivation, who looked like a young master of the Xuanyuan family, said:

"Reporting to True Person. About seven days ago, we laid a net in the outer periphery of the Great Wilderness Royal Court territory, shrinking inward, digging three feet into the ground to capture that Bai Bai Zisheng."

"Two days ago, we found traces of that Bai Bai Zisheng."

"The disciples of various families launched a siege on him, but unfortunately... after a fierce battle, we still let that guy run away..."

True Person Hua looked at everyone and seemed a bit surprised:

"You have so many genius disciples, with noble origins and superior heritage, yet you didn't capture that Bai Bai Zisheng? Is this kid's strength... so strong?"

Young Master Xuanyuan's face was slightly angry.

The others, in addition to being ashamed, also showed anger.

"It's not that we are incompetent, it's just that that Bai Bai Zisheng is too cunning, constantly fleeing and not daring to fight us head-on."

"If it were based on true strength, we would definitely not be afraid of him."

"And there are too many people; too many people lead to chaos, and chaos is of no benefit."

"Exactly, if not for so many people mixed here, with different minds, pulling each other's legs, and getting in the way, that Bai Bai Zisheng would have been captured long ago."

"If no one else had interfered, my Yuwen family alone would have been enough to capture that kid."

"My Long Ding Sect could also handle him easily."

"Forget it, you're a loser to Bai Bai Zisheng, and you still have the face to talk?"

"You fart... you're talking nonsense, how is my Long Ding Sect a loser? That Bai Bai Zisheng is not our opponent at all..."

"Big talk..."

Just like that, before they could say a few words, they started arguing again.

True Person Hua just watched silently and didn't say anything.

Mo Hua was a bit strange at first, but later, after listening to these disciples arguing, he gradually understood.

This hall full of geniuses were either direct descendants of aristocratic families or true disciples of sects.

They included not only the Dao prefecture but also direct descendants of aristocratic families from other Nine Provinces, and not only Ganxue prefecture sects but also true disciples of other major sects from various prefectures.

There were many forces, many geniuses, and the background and backing were also many.

If you really count it, who didn't have a few "uncles and aunts," "fathers and mothers," "grandfathers and grandmothers" in the Feather Transformation realm...

Going further back, whose bloodline couldn't be traced back to one or two Void Refinement ancestors?

Those geniuses who were stunning and looked very dazzling at a glance probably had backgrounds that were not simple.

These days, "geniuses" were not something that ordinary cultivator families could afford to raise.

But some disciples looked mediocre, had no ability, and were very low-key, but you couldn't guarantee that their backgrounds weren't terrifyingly deep.

It was just that their family education was strict, and they didn't reveal it.

Not to mention, these disciples were only Foundation Establishment, with a cultivation age of twenty or thirty; to True Person Hua, who had a lifespan of several hundred years, they were all just "children."

He couldn't take action to control them, and even if he wanted to, it wouldn't be his turn to manage them.

If these "young masters" wanted to argue, True Person Hua could only let them argue.

But if they kept arguing like this, it wouldn't be a solution in the end.

If these "young masters" got too angry and started fighting, that would be troublesome.

True Person Hua sighed in his heart and said again:

"Silence."

The main tent was quiet for a little while, but not long after, people started complaining to each other in low voices again.

Once they complained, they started arguing, and once they started arguing, the fire of anger grew again.

If it were a personal grievance or loss, sometimes they could endure it.

But if their own cultivation school, their own sect, or their own family was ridiculed, they couldn't endure it at all.

You can scold me, but you can't scold my cultivation technique, and you can't scold my master.

Otherwise, you are looking for trouble.

Just like that, inside the main tent, one word after another, it became a mess.

In the midst of the noise, someone suddenly rubbed their eyes and said with difficulty: "Am I... seeing things? Having hallucinations?"

"What's wrong?"

"How come I feel... like I saw Mo Hua?"

The two words "Mo Hua" seemed to have a strange magic, instantly touching the nerves of many people.

Inside the main tent, it actually became quiet gradually.

The geniuses of the Ganxue prefecture were all silent.

The geniuses of the Dao prefecture were still confused.

"Just now... did someone say... the two words 'Mo Hua'?"

"I seem to have heard it too..."

"Heard wrong, right... how is that possible?"

"These two words, even if thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell, refined into slag, or turned into ash, I would never forget them, I couldn't be wrong..."

"Who said it?"

"Who!"

"I..." someone raised their hand weakly.

"Where is Mo Hua? Where is Mo Hua?" someone asked him.

This person pointed in a direction. "That... kid wearing ordinary Daoist robes, who looks a bit inconspicuous, his face... does it have a few shadows of Mo Hua?"

Everyone looked in that direction, looking behind True Person Brother Zhuge.

"You don't say, it really does look a bit like him..."

"Red lips and white teeth, looks very hateful at a glance..."

"Not like..." a big man gritted his teeth. "That motherf***er, isn't it clearly... Mo Hua?!"

"It's Mo Hua!!"

"Grand Void Gate... Mo Hua!!"

"The Mo Hua who disappeared for ten years!"

At that moment, the whole place was in an uproar, and all the geniuses had their expressions changed, with thousands of gazes looking at Mo Hua like sharp swords.

True Person Brother Zhuge and True Person Hua were also stunned, unable to help but turn to look at Mo Hua.

The beautiful Hua Ping also stared at Mo Hua, her eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

Mo Hua sighed, looking helpless.

People fear fame, and pigs fear being fat; was he really that "famous"?

These people were idle and bored, why were they all looking at him?

Clearly, he had already been very low-key...