Inquiries About Longevity Chapter 783: "The Mouse" - Novel Cool

Chapter 783: "The Mouse"

Chapter 783: "The Mouse"

Elder Xun's voice sounded again, "These demon cultivators are rushing towards us like madmen, and we have already engaged them in battle..."

Mo Hua's brows furrowed slightly.

Had Elder Xun's group been exposed?

Were these demon cultivators planning a desperate, last-ditch battle?

But...how had they been found out?

How did the demon cultivators know that Elder Xun and the others were stationed outside the Myriad Demon Valley?

Was it because Elder Xun's group had accidentally revealed themselves, or was it because of that enigmatic Mr. Tu, who was also well-versed in the intricacies of fate and causality, and could "calculate their every move"?

Mo Hua frowned in thought.

However, at this point, fretting was useless. The only option was to quickly decide on the next course of action.

"Elder Xun, can you break through?" Mo Hua asked.

There was a brief pause, as if something was delaying Elder Xun, before he replied through the message talisman, "It will take some time..."

"Zixian said that the only way into the Myriad Demon Valley is through the White Bone Path. We must not touch the blood creeks on either side."

"The White Bone Path is now teeming with demon cultivators. They are like a tidal wave. Although our cultivation is superior, we cannot break through immediately."

At that moment, outside the Myriad Demon Valley, the air was filled with a bloody hue, and demonic winds howled.

On the White Bone Path, demon cultivators roared and clashed with the sect cultivators.

Demonic energy soared into the sky.

Cultivators from the Tai Xu and Chong Xu sects, wielding sword auras and casting spells, slaughtered the demon cultivators, their blood soaking the ground.

Xun Ziyu slashed out with his right hand, unleashing a sword aura that effortlessly killed several demon cultivators and pushed further into the Myriad Demon Valley.

However, he soon realized something was amiss and conveyed his concerns to Mo Hua, "These demon cultivators are in a strange state. They have bizarre patterns on their bodies, glowing with a bright red light, and their demonic power seems to have been pushed to the extreme..."

He scanned the surroundings and furrowed his brows further, continuing his message, "Once they die, the demonic patterns explode, tearing their flesh and blood apart."

"Some demon cultivators don't even make it to death before the patterns on their bodies go out of control. Their demonic power becomes chaotic, driving them insane, and they self-destruct..."

Hearing this, Mo Hua's heart chilled.

"These demon cultivators have been turned into disposable pawns."

Each of them had been marked with the Four Symbols Demonic Patterns.

While Mo Hua could control these patterns, it would require him to alter each pattern individually and control their demonic power with the array core.

But the managers of the Myriad Demon Valley didn't need to do that.

They had the demon banners that integrated the Four Symbols Demonic Pattern array cores.

With these banners, the Myriad Demon Valley could control vast numbers of demon cultivators, forcing them to "face any danger" and "fight to the death."

And the controlled demon cultivators were nothing but cannon fodder, used to stall Elder Xun and his group, buying time.

They were always meant to be sacrificed.

Jin Yixuan, or rather, the young master he served, seeing that the situation was beyond rescue, had decided to wipe out every one of these demon cultivators, leaving no survivors! Truly ruthless.

Mo Hua couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for their boldness.

Xun Ziyu casually slashed and killed a few more demon cultivators before asking Mo Hua, "Are you alright over there?"

"I'm fine," Mo Hua replied.

He had only borrowed a little bit of their techniques.

Other than that, there were no issues.

After all, before coming here, he had calculated the causality, and this Myriad Demon Valley could be considered a "highly auspicious" place.

While it might be difficult to determine fortune and misfortune for others, Mo Hua believed that he wouldn't face much danger.

"Good. Then be careful, and I'll try to break through as soon as possible..." Xun Ziyu intended to end the message there, but he turned to see Elder Shangguan Xuanjian from the Chong Xu sect looking at him with hopeful eyes.

Xun Ziyu was taken aback and felt helpless.

In the face of such a dire situation, he only wished for Mo Hua to ensure his own safety.

As for the others, he would help if he could, but he didn't want Mo Hua to take unnecessary risks or create more complications, especially in such a chaotic situation.

However, Elder Shangguan had a deep friendship with him.

And the Chong Xu sect had a long-standing relationship with the Tai Xu sect.

It would be difficult to stand by and do nothing.

Xun Ziyu sighed and sent another message to Mo Hua, "If you have the chance, please take care of Ling Huxiao..."

"Okay!" Mo Hua replied.

He hadn't intended to abandon his two companions anyway.

Elder Shangguan bowed to Xun Ziyu and expressed his gratitude, "I will forever remember the kindness of this young brother."

Xun Ziyu nodded, feeling slightly more at ease.

Taking a small risk to gain the favor of an elder from the Chong Xu sect wasn't a bad idea.

Xun Ziyu urged his lifebound spirit sword to its limit and said in a low voice, "Let's break through quickly."

Elder Shangguan's expression turned solemn as he replied, "Yes!"

Then, the two of them joined forces. With their Golden Core stage cultivation, they unleashed their sword techniques, condensing their sword auras into tangible forms. They forcefully carved a bloody path through the sea of demon cultivators, rushing towards the gates of the Myriad Demon Valley...

...

Inside the Myriad Demon Valley, in the formation stone room, Mo Hua propped his chin with his hand.

He was contemplating his next move.

Originally, if he had had more time, he would have liked to stay and listen to "Mr. Tu's" lecture, to verify if the so-called essence of the divine formation path was the same as the laws of the divine seal that he had comprehended.

He wanted to see if there was anything worth learning from.

But now, it seemed that time had run out.

These demon cultivators seemed determined to "burn their bridges."

"Are they usually this vigilant...?"

"Or did I do something that allowed the other side to 'calculate' my actions?"

Mo Hua shook his head.

It seemed that in the future, he would have to be even more careful and perhaps even consider the intricacies of fate and causality to avoid unseen observers and risks.

"The path of fate is indeed arduous and challenging..."

Mo Hua nodded to himself, his spirits gradually lifting.

"Since the gates of the Myriad Demon Valley are open and Elder Xun is breaking through, let's first find a way to get Little Mu and the others out. We'll deal with the rest later."

Mo Hua quietly released his spiritual sense.

He was in the formation stone room, which was spacious and empty. With Jin Yixuan absent and the other demon cultivators dare not approach, Mo Hua waited for a while before returning the "sheep-headed stool" to its original position. Then, he quietly left from behind the sheep-horned demon statue, passed through the hall, released the formation, and opened the door a crack before slipping out unnoticed.

Despite being a construction of the demonic path, it had undoubtedly taken countless efforts and hardships to build. How could they bear to tear it down like this? But then he realized that if it weren't for his infiltration and all the trouble he had caused, the Myriad Demon Valley wouldn't be in this state...

His journey back was smooth. With his stealth techniques, the more chaotic the situation, the easier it was for him to slip through unnoticed.

Thus, Mo Hua quietly made his way back to the prison.

Inside, Little Mu and the other two were anxious and nervous.

The commotion outside was intense, and the shouts and bloodlust slowly permeated the prison, but they had no idea what was happening.

As soon as Mo Hua showed himself, Ouyang Mu's eyes lit up.

Song Jian, feeling apprehensive, saw Mo Hua as a "family member" and almost burst into tears.

Even Linghu Xiao felt relieved.

"Brother Mo, what's happening outside?" Ouyang Mu asked.

"A fight broke out, it's a long story, I'll explain later. For now, let's focus on escaping..." Mo Hua replied.

The three of them looked energized.

"Here are your storage bags, I stole them back for you," Mo Hua said as he tossed the bags to them.

These storage bags were taken from a nearby locked prison cell that he had been keeping an eye on. He just hadn't had the chance to retrieve them before, and he didn't want to alert the demon cultivators.

Now that everything was in disarray, and they were also fleeing, it didn't matter anymore.

The three of them were grateful.

Mo Hua briefly explained his plan, "In a moment, I'll kill a few demon cultivators, get their black robes, and you can put them on. Smear some demon blood on yourselves to mask your scent and blend in with the crowd to get out..."

At this moment, the situation was too chaotic, and he didn't have any stealth artifacts with him.

Moreover, Ouyang Mu and the others lacked experience in stealth techniques, so even with the artifacts, they might easily be exposed. It was safer to blend in with the demon cultivators and slip away.

"When the time comes, I'll guide you out," Mo Hua continued, glancing at Song Jian.

Among the three, Song Jian was the "outsider."

"You listen to me and do as I say, or I won't be able to save you," Mo Hua warned.

Song Jian nodded obediently.

With the Myriad Demon Valley in turmoil, any crazed demon cultivator could tear him apart, so he dared not show any defiance.

Whatever Mo Hua said went.

After giving them their instructions, Mo Hua said, "Alright, let's go."

But just as he took a step forward, he suddenly stopped, his expression turning slightly strange.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" Ouyang Mu asked.

"I suddenly have a feeling..." Mo Hua frowned slightly, "You guys might not be able to escape."

The three of them looked worried.

Mo Hua furrowed his brows in thought, then flipped his palm and picked up a copper coin.

Ouyang Mu, confused, asked in a low voice, "Brother Mo, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to try and predict your fortunes," Mo Hua casually replied.

Ouyang Mu and the others: "..."

Thus, in front of the three of them, Mo Hua tossed the copper coin.

However, after the toss, Mo Hua's frown deepened.

"It's useless..."

Even though he had tossed the coin, he felt no sense of causality or any clear perception of their fortunes. He was uncertain about their fate, and his mind was clouded.

Why?

Was it because he was predicting the fortunes of others, unrelated to himself, that he couldn't get a clear reading? Or was it because the situation was too chaotic, involving too many people and intertwining causes and effects, making it difficult to predict? Or perhaps, true "divination" couldn't be done repeatedly in quick succession.

Perhaps his limited predictive abilities needed time to recover after a few attempts?

"My rudimentary divination skills are indeed lacking," Mo Hua sighed inwardly.

However, since he had a bad feeling about this, the situation probably wasn't going to be optimistic.

Mo Hua glanced at Linghu Xiao and the other two, deep in thought, and then said, "I'll lead you out, and there will be sect elders waiting at the valley entrance to help. But if we really can't get out and someone stops us, don't try to be brave or stubborn. Don't think about dying valiantly or fighting to the death. Just surrender and let them capture you again..."

Although Linghu Xiao and the others found Mo Hua's words strange, the situation was urgent, and they didn't have time to ask questions. They simply nodded and committed his words to memory.

After that, Mo Hua used the Four Symbols Formation Core to "select" and kill three dog-headed demon cultivators.

These demon cultivators were shorter in stature, so the black robes fit them better.

Mo Hua took their black robes and gave them to Linghu Xiao and the other two. They wrapped themselves in the robes and smeared demon blood on their bodies to mask their scent. Following Mo Hua's guidance, they made their way towards the entrance of the Myriad Demon Valley.

Along the way, Mo Hua held a small formation plate.

This formation plate was a simplified spiritual vision formation core derived from the core of the Lingxi Repeated Formation in the Yuan Magnet Secret Room.

Through this formation core, he could connect to the "Yuan Magnet Spirit Vision Formation" he had activated before.

With the help of the spirit vision formation, he could monitor the movements of nearby demon cultivators.

While the Yuan Magnet Vision Map might not be as clear as the central hub in the secret room, it was sufficient for his needs.

Mo Hua kept himself hidden, his senses alert in all directions, while simultaneously using the spirit vision formation to guide Linghu Xiao and the other two.

He tried to choose routes with fewer demon cultivators.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered large waves of demons, as well as some lone cultivators.

When they came across the large groups, the three of them would blend in with the crowd.

For the lone cultivators, they would pretend not to notice them.

Sometimes, they would encounter lone demon cultivators who were extremely vigilant and sensed something amiss about Linghu Xiao and the other two, prompting them to question them.

He immediately summoned a group of managers and ordered in a deep voice, "Follow me to the Myriad Demon Prison!"

"Yes!"

The group of managers, seeing his fierce expression, didn't dare to hesitate and quickly replied in unison.

Upon arriving at the Myriad Demon Prison, they entered the jail cell only to find it empty.

The three prisoners had indeed escaped!

Furthermore, the dog-headed demon cultivators who were supposed to be guarding the cell were nowhere to be seen.

After a thorough investigation, they discovered that these demon cultivators had been stripped of their flesh, leaving only their bones, which were then fed to the nearby demonic beasts.

Remnants of the demon cultivators' bones and flesh could still be seen in front of the cages housing the demonic beasts.

Enraged, Jin Yixuan shouted, "Split up and chase them down!"

"Yes!"

The managers scattered in different directions within the Myriad Demon Prison, each taking a separate path in pursuit of the escapees.

Jin Yixuan also chose a direction and continued the chase. However, after a while, he suddenly paused and turned his head towards the nearby wall.

On the wall, a mixture of old and new dirt and rocks could be seen, along with a faint trace of spiritual energy that only a master of formations would be able to detect.

Jin Yixuan walked up to the wall and wiped away the dirt with his large hand. As he uncovered the hidden formation beneath, his pupils constricted.

It was the Yuan Magnet Spirit Pivot Formation! Someone had activated it!

No wonder Jin Gui felt like he was being "watched" within the Myriad Demon Prison.

There was indeed an invisible "eye" secretly observing him.

Or perhaps, there were even more than one.

Jin Yixuan's face turned as cold as ice, and he immediately searched the nearby area, discovering several more Spirit Pivot Formations that had been activated.

These spirit-seeing formations were like a multitude of cold and bizarre "eyes," staring at every move made within the Myriad Demon Prison.

And in the corners of this prison, who knew how many more of these "eyes" were hidden?

A chill ran down Jin Yixuan's spine.

(End of Chapter)

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