Chapter 835: The White Dog
Chapter 835: The White Dog
No one in the Tai Xu Sect knew that Mo Hua had secretly learned a new technique.
Mo Hua felt that he had once again veered off the right path in his cultivation.
But this time, he hadn't strayed too far.
The Jing Shen Sword was still the Jing Shen Sword.
And the Blood Prison Eye Technique remained unchanged.
It was just that the two had borrowed from and merged with each other.
Mo Hua pondered this and felt that perhaps no one had ever trained in this manner before.
After all, the Divine Consciousness Sword Technique was the Tai Xu Sect's most guarded legacy, and the Seven Spirit Blood Prison Eye Technique was an extremely secretive eye technique passed down only to the leaders of the Shui Yu Sect.
Most likely, no one had ever obtained both of these legacies before.
As for the fusion of sword techniques and eye techniques, it seemed simple, but it involved a lot of variations in spiritual sense and even included some "Demon Seeding in the Dao Heart" skills. Aside from his Uncle Master, who had immersed himself in these arts for a long time, there probably weren't many others who could master this.
Mo Hua felt that he had "created" an extremely powerful technique, and he was elated for several days.
He really wanted to find someone to test the power of his Jing Shen Sword...no, it should be called the "Seven Spirit Jing Shen Sword" now.
But as he looked around, he couldn't find a suitable opponent.
He couldn't just pick any fellow sect member to spar with.
This Jing Shen Sword contained the power of soul slaughter.
If he wasn't careful and accidentally injured the souls of his junior disciples during a spar, that would be terrible.
After all, his junior disciples couldn't compare to him, and their souls were very fragile.
Mo Hua sighed, feeling a bit regretful.
On this day, Mo Hua was in the dining hall, munching on a chicken leg while pondering the usage of the Jing Shen Sword. Suddenly, he saw Situ Jian arrive with Yu Er, who seemed to have been frightened. Yu Er's face was pale, and he looked wronged.
Situ Jian was comforting him nonstop.
Mo Hua was stunned by this sight, and his face darkened.
Was there someone in the Tai Xu Sect who dared to bully Yu Er?
Mo Hua found this hard to believe.
Among his peers, Mo Hua was the "senior disciple."
The other disciples also knew that Yu Er followed Mo Hua around, acting as his little sidekick. They usually treated Yu Er politely, so naturally, they wouldn't dare bully him.
As for the junior disciples who had joined the sect more recently, they were still busy familiarizing themselves with the various affairs and cultivation courses of the sect, so they were probably too preoccupied to dare bully Yu Er, who obviously had "connections."
As for the senior disciples who were older than him, they wouldn't be so bored as to bully a child like Yu Er.
Moreover, they were all preparing for the upcoming Dao Discussion Conference, so they should be busy themselves.
Of course, if it really was one of the senior disciples...
Mo Hua thought about it and felt unafraid either way.
He had some connections with the senior disciples as well.
Even if he didn't use those connections, he wasn't afraid to fight.
Even if they were senior disciples at the late Qi Refinement stage, with proper planning, there were still ways to deal with them.
Then, there were the sect elders.
If it really was a sect elder causing trouble for Yu Er...then he would go report the matter to Elder Xun!
Mo Hua quickly went through all the possibilities in his mind and felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. Then, he straightened up and asked, "What happened?"
Situ Jian sighed. "It was a dog."
Mo Hua was stunned.
He thought about it for a long time and never expected that the one who bullied Yu Er would be a dog.
This was outrageous!
Just in case, Mo Hua still asked, "Whose dog is it?"
Situ Jian shook his head. "I don't know who it belongs to. It doesn't look like it has an owner. It's tied up outside a remote waterside pavilion in the north, probably used as a guard dog."
Mo Hua nodded.
In that case, there was nothing to fear.
It was just a guard dog.
Situ Jian glanced at Yu Er and said pityingly, "Yu Er finished his homework and was playing outside. He seemed to be chasing a drinking crane and happened to run to the pavilion. The guard dog, which had been dozing off, suddenly woke up for some reason. It bared its teeth and claws at Yu Er and tried to bite him fiercely. It looked very ferocious, and Yu Er was caught off guard and scared."
"Fortunately, the dog was chained up. Otherwise, it might have hurt Yu Er in its rage."
"I just happened to pass by and saw it, so I brought Yu Er back..."
Mo Hua frowned.
Why did it suddenly bark at Yu Er?
He turned to look at Yu Er, who still seemed frightened, his face pale. Mo Hua patted his head and said, "Don't be afraid. It's just a guard dog. I'll help you get your revenge!"
Situ Jian felt helpless.
Although his senior disciple was usually calm and collected during major events and could be very calm and steady, thoughtful, and reliable at critical moments, he sometimes acted a bit...childish.
It was just a guard dog. What revenge could he get? Situ Jian sighed.
But Mo Hua didn't care about that. He instructed Situ Jian to take care of Yu Er, then stormed off towards the pavilion with an angry demeanor.
Mo Hua had a rough map of Tai Xu Mountain in his head.
He vaguely remembered this pavilion.
However, it was located in a remote area, and the environment was quiet and serene. It was also not on the path that the disciples usually took for their classes, so few people went there.
But Mo Hua didn't remember there being a big dog in front of the pavilion before.
Of course, there might have been one, but he had just overlooked it.
When he arrived at the pavilion, he saw the elegant pavilions, terraces, and pools.
There were immortal cranes in the pond, carp in the water, and several divine luan birds and spiritual rabbits, all exuding a fairy-like atmosphere.
But that wasn't the main point.
Mo Hua looked up and saw a large dog chained up in front of the pavilion with a golden chain.
This dog was pure white, neither ugly nor handsome, just looking like a dog. At that moment, it was lying on the ground, looking down on everyone with contempt.
Mo Hua raised an eyebrow and pointed at the dog, saying, "Vicious beast, how dare you!"
The big dog seemed to understand human nature and knew that Mo Hua was scolding it. It immediately stood up, its white fur bristling, and glared at Mo Hua with fierce eyes.
It stood up, revealing its body, a head taller than Mo Hua, baring its teeth and growling, which was indeed a bit scary.
But Mo Hua remained unfazed.
After all, the dog was chained up.
He stood there, still exuding an air of dominance despite being a head shorter, his eyes narrowing as he faced off against the large white dog.
However, after a moment, Mo Hua became conflicted.
What should he do now? Beat up the dog? Or find a way to kill it, turn it into a meat stew, and help Yu Er calm his nerves?
As if sensing Mo Hua's thoughts of "great disrespect", the large white dog suddenly became angry, its demeanor becoming more ferocious, and a powerful, fearsome pressure emanated from it.
In its vertical pupils, there seemed to be a light flowing within.
Mo Hua was taken aback, his mind full of questions.
This large white dog, was it not an ordinary dog? Not a demon beast, nor did it seem like a spiritual beast. Could it be... some kind of special exotic beast?
An exotic beast? Probably not to be trifled with...
Should he just forget about it?
This thought had barely crossed Mo Hua's mind when it seemed like the big dog sensed it.
It looked at Mo Hua with contempt and disdain.
Mo Hua glared at it, his anger rising.
How dare a mere watchdog look down on me?
Fine! If I can't beat it, kill it, or turn it into a stew, then he'll know that there's always a bigger dog out there! Mo Hua harrumphed, his eyes narrowing as he unleashed the power of his Jing Shen Sword, channeling the Seven Spirit Blood Prison Eye Technique, his eyes gleaming with sharp sword-like light, a thread of murderous aura leaking from them.
The Jing Shen Sword!
This was the first time he had used it against someone, no, against a dog.
In Mo Hua's expectation, the dog should have been instantly blinded, whining and begging for mercy.
But this large white dog seemed to sense something, its vertical pupils shimmering with a pure white light, forming a blurry illusion that constantly shifted and changed.
In front of the elegant pavilion, by the pond, the two, one a young boy and the other a large dog, stood there, glaring at each other.
One was a young boy, and the other was a large white dog, both locked in a standoff.
It seemed a bit comical, but where their gazes met, beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators, faint golden sword light and pure white illusions clashed and killed, rising and falling, never ceasing.
After a while, neither emerged victorious.
Both sides withdrew their techniques.
Mo Hua pointed at the dog and said, "You wait for me, after class tomorrow, I'll come find you again."
The large white dog also looked at Mo Hua with contempt, as if saying, "I'll be waiting, come if you dare."
Mo Hua harrumphed and turned to leave.
Back at the disciples' residence, Mo Hua slumped into a chair, his expression dejected, feeling defeated.
"How ridiculous, unable to win against a mere dog..."
He had thought that his Jing Shen Sword was complete, that with a mere display of its power, he could "conquer all". Yet, he had been bested by a dog...
Strictly speaking, Mo Hua felt that his sword technique and eye technique should have been slightly superior, but not winning was still not winning, and he couldn't make excuses for himself.
"What's the deal with this dog...?"
Mo Hua furrowed his brows, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"No way, regardless of its origins, I'll show it who's boss!"
Otherwise, his unique fusion of the Tai Xu Sect's Jing Shen Sword Technique and the Shui Yu Sect's Seven Spirit Blood Prison Eye Technique would be a huge embarrassment.
Determined to get revenge, Mo Hua's competitive spirit was ignited, and he became locked in a battle of wills with the large white dog.
"This Jing Shen Sword still needs more practice..."
Mo Hua took out the Water Prison Restraint Box and began to meditate once more.
The Seven Spirit Blood Prison became the Seven Spirit Sword Prison.
According to the principles, in order to transform the seven spirits into the Sword Prison Heart Array, one must sense and activate the divine soul, and then use the eyes as a conduit to release the sword intent, merging it with the murderous aura of the divine soul, to be used as a means of killing.
There are eight Sword Prisons, first integrating the seven spirits, then the life soul.
Mo Hua had previously only inscribed a single Sword Prison Heart Array in his divine soul, integrating the "Corpse Dog Spirit", and in addition to that, he still needed to integrate the other six spirits, before this improved Jing Shen Sword could be considered a minor success.
After integrating the seven spirits, he would then integrate his life soul, and only then would the complete Sword Prison be formed, the sword aura and murderous aura becoming one, and only then could this Jing Shen Sword be considered a major success.
Mo Hua's mood gradually calmed down.
"It's still too early..."
No matter if it was the Jing Shen Sword or the Seven Spirit Blood Prison Eye Technique, there were still many profound secrets to uncover and intricate intricacies to master. It wasn't enough to have only integrated one spirit.
He had only just begun, and there was much more to learn and practice, pushing the limits of the Jing Shen Sword.
Mo Hua cast aside all distractions and began to focus intently, continuing to delve deeper into the mysteries of the Seven Spirit Jing Shen Sword.
Using the life soul as the foundation, he would build upon it, inscribing the seven spirit sword prisons to form the essence of the Jing Shen Sword.
"The Corpse Dog Spirit has already been integrated into the heart array, and the next spirit is... the Swallowing Arrow Spirit..."
"Visualize the restraint chart, replacing the torture devices with sword weapons, using swords instead of torture..."
"Using swords to enter the heart array, using the heart array to merge with the divine soul, causing the divine soul to manifest outside the body..."
"...
Mo Hua pondered, practiced, and gradually came to understand the intricacies of the Jing Shen Sword Technique and the Seven Spirit Blood Prison Eye Technique, the two techniques within him slowly merging and complementing each other.
And within his divine soul, the Sword Prison influenced by the Swallowing Arrow Spirit slowly took shape.
This process was much slower than before.
It seemed that the more he progressed with this divine soul technique, the slower it became.
However, even with the slow progress, Mo Hua managed to integrate about half of it throughout the night.
His Jing Shen Sword Technique and Eye Technique had improved significantly.
The next day, he couldn't wait to face off against the large white dog again.
By the pond, in front of the elegant pavilion.
Once again, one a young boy and the other a large white dog, they glared at each other, locked in a standoff.
This time, Mo Hua felt that he had the upper hand, but he still hadn't emerged victorious.
After a while, both Mo Hua and the big dog were a bit exhausted from the soul clash, so they temporarily stopped.
"I'll be back in a few days!" Mo Hua was not about to give up.
The big dog's expression was similarly disdainful, and it glared at Mo Hua ferociously, baring its teeth.
But this time, its gaze was much more solemn, and it no longer dared to underestimate Mo Hua.
After returning, Mo Hua was so preoccupied that he lost his appetite and continued to diligently practice the Jing Shen Sword.
Finally, three days later, his progress took a huge leap forward, and within his Fuya spirit, he had completely merged with a Sword Prison.
Thus, out of the Seven Spirits, he had now fused with two: the Corpse Dog and the Swallowing Arrow.
The power of his eye technique had increased significantly.
The next day, Mo Hua went to the pavilion again, feeling confident and eager to face off against the big white dog once more.
The atmosphere became tense.
The big white dog seemed to be aware of Mo Hua's improvement and sensed the more formidable aura emanating from him. It no longer held the same contempt as before, replacing it with a fierce demeanor as it faced a formidable foe.
The boy and the dog both meant business.
Just like before, they stared at each other.
However, this time, the clash of their souls was even more intense.
Mo Hua's sword intent transformed into sword shapes, forming a prison that contained a dense murderous aura, striking fear into others.
The big dog seemed to have activated some kind of bloodline power, and the illusion in its eyes became more solid, turning into a pure white, sacred beast phantom that was daunting to behold.
After an unknown period of stalemate, Mo Hua eventually gained the upper hand.
His divine soul had already undergone dao transformation, and his soul was closer to that of a "god." When it came to a direct clash of souls, he had yet to meet his match.
The big white dog lost, and the pure white illusion shattered, suffering a backlash.
It tried to pounce on Mo Hua, covering its eyes with its paws due to the pain, howling in pain.
Mo Hua, on the other hand, was triumphant.
Although his soul also felt some pain and he felt a bit dizzy, he couldn't lose face in front of this "strong" big white dog.
"Still dare to look down on me?"
Mo Hua was a bit arrogant.
Then he went to the disciples' residence and called for Yu Er.
In front of the big dog, Mo Hua pointed at Yu Er and ordered, "Apologize!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the big dog saw Yu Er, its expression turned vicious, and ignoring the pain in its eyes, it roared and tried to pounce on Yu Er.
Yu Er's face paled.
Mo Hua's face darkened, and his eyes narrowed. The big dog immediately behaved and stopped.
It looked at Yu Er, then at Mo Hua, who was standing protectively in front of Yu Er with a righteous expression, and reluctantly growled at Yu Er, "Woof," as an apology.
With Mo Hua by his side, Yu Er was no longer afraid and even wanted to reach out and pat the dog's head because of its fluffy whiteness. But remembering how fierce it was, he ultimately restrained himself.
Regardless, Mo Hua had regained face.
He nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied.
Just as he was about to reprimand the big dog further, a refined voice suddenly sounded:
"What are you two doing?"
Mo Hua was startled and turned to see a middle-aged cultivator with a fair complexion, black hair, a slightly plump build, and a gentle demeanor walking out of the pavilion.
Mo Hua was shocked. "Zhuang... Sect Master?"
This middle-aged cultivator was the Sect Master of the Tai Xu Sect.
Mo Hua wasn't familiar with him and had never spoken to him alone, only seeing the Sect Master speaking on the grand dao platform during the annual grand ceremony.
The Tai Xu Sect Master raised his eyebrows slightly, as if remembering something. "Your name is... Mo Hua?"
Mo Hua opened his mouth. "You... You know me?"
The Tai Xu Sect Master thought to himself that thanks to Elder Xun, there were probably few people in the Tai Xu Sect who didn't know Mo Hua...
The Sect Master nodded slightly and turned to look at Yu Er, asking, "Is this the young master of the Shangguan family?"
Yu Er nervously bowed and stammered, "Greetings, Sect Master."
"Good."
The Tai Xu Sect Master replied gently, then turned his eyes to the large white dog, which was lying on the ground, and his expression became strange.
Mo Hua suddenly realized something and asked in a low voice, "Sect Master, this big dog... is it... yours?"
Big dog?
The
Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.
Damn!
You have to consider the owner when beating a dog.
I bullied the Sect Master's dog!
Just then, the Tai Xu Sect Master asked, "You two... What were you doing just now?"
Mo Hua's thoughts raced, and he quickly said, "We... saw that this big dog was hungry and pitiful, so we brought it something to eat, right...?"
Mo Hua gave the big white dog a sharp look.
The big dog submitted to Mo Hua's "dominance" and unconsciously whimpered.
The Tai Xu Sect Master's expression was strange.
After Mo Hua finished speaking, he quickly said, "Sect Master, I... I'll take my leave now, and I won't disturb you any further..."
Then Mo Hua bowed to the Sect Master with Yu Er and quickly left.
The Tai Xu Sect Master watched Mo Hua's departing figure and smiled slightly, murmuring,
"What an interesting child. No wonder Elder Xun likes him."
He turned and looked at the "big dog" lying on the ground, his expression peaceful but with a hint of schadenfreude, and said,
"Usually, you bark at everyone and don't even give me face. Why are you so well-behaved today?"
The big dog lay on the ground, giving the Tai Xu Sect Master a sideways glance.
Then it also turned its gaze to the distance, first looking at Mo Hua, but then, involuntarily, at Yu Er. Its gaze revealed a hint of ferocity, as if facing a "natural enemy."
The Tai Xu Sect Master also noticed this hint of ferocity.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned to look at Yu Er, who was walking away, holding Mo Hua's hand, and his eyebrows furrowed...
(End of Chapter)
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