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Chapter 932: Xia's Supervisor
Chapter 932: Xia's Supervisor
With her worries laid to rest and her heart unburdened, Yu Er's smile became even more pure, and she truly enjoyed herself.
Yu Er, with a sugar-coated skewer in her mouth, ran through the streets and alleys of Qingzhou City, occasionally gazing at the lanterns, then the circus performances, and then staring at a few cat and dog spirit beasts without blinking.
Mo Hua followed Yu Er, feeling relieved. But Yu Er's words still lingered in his heart.
"Three 'Yu Ers', one in the mountains, one in the water, and one is herself, silently watching him..."
Mo Hua couldn't help but recall the nightmare Yu Er had told him about long ago:
"In the dream, there were many mountains and many demons, all drenched in blood..."
"What rabbit, what crying, what one mountain, one water, one person..."
"Many people will die, blood will flow into the river, bones will be laid to form tall buildings, and human flesh will be used to build cities, all connected..."
"Because of Yu Er, everyone will die..."
He remained calm and contemplated silently.
His opportunity to enter the Qianxue State and join the Great Void Sect was due to the 'Yu Er' connection.
Mr. Tu wanted to capture Yu Er, and the demons of the Great Wilderness invaded her nightmares. The imprint of the Great Wilderness Demon God's authority on Yu Er was clearly visible...
All these signs indicated that Yu Er and the Great Wilderness Demon God must have some kind of connection.
"The rabbit cried..."
Mo Hua pondered for a long time, then turned to look at the innocent Yu Er, and suddenly realized, "This child, could she be referring to... the cunning rabbit with three burrows...?"
The cunning rabbit with three burrows—one mountain, one water, and one person? And also...
"Many people will die, blood will flow into the river, bones will be laid to form tall buildings, and human flesh will be used to build cities..."
This sentence made Mo Hua involuntarily think of the countless bone demon arrays in the Blood Marsh of Goose Landing Mountain, surrounding the Demon Sect, devouring flesh and blood, transforming them into death aura power and transmitting it into the earth meridians.
All the scenes he witnessed seemed to secretly match Yu Er's nightmare.
Mo Hua's pupils constricted.
He felt as if he had vaguely grasped something...
...
After strolling through the streets, as night fell, lanterns hung high, and fireworks filled the sky.
Mo Hua held Yu Er's hand and, under the colorful fireworks, returned to the Gu family.
Half an hour later, the Gu family's New Year's Feast also began.
This year's feast was even grander than last year, with more guests than before. The entire hall seemed livelier than in previous years.
The seating arrangement for all the guests was based on their closeness to the family, cultivation level, status, and rank, descending from the high platform.
Mo Hua sat on the high platform, just one seat lower than the family patriarch.
Unknowingly, he had gone from being a "regular" at the Gu family's New Year's Feast to a "distinguished guest."
This was not only because of Elder Xun's face but also because of his identity as the "Array Dao Supreme" who dominated thousands of sects in the Qianxue State.
Wenren Wan and Yu Er sat elsewhere, their seating was still quite high, but unlike previous years, they weren't sitting at the same table as him.
Mo Hua was puzzled.
It wasn't until the banquet began, and numerous unfamiliar family elders or sect cultivators came forward with wine cups to toast him, that Mo Hua understood why.
This meal was for "socializing," and he couldn't just eat and drink as he pleased, ignoring everything else.
Because many people came to toast him, it wasn't convenient for Yu Er and Wenren Wan to sit with him.
Mo Hua sighed.
Indeed, fame brings trouble.
He never thought there would come a day when he would be burdened by his reputation.
Of course, such a good thing would be hard to come by for others, and Mo Hua had no reason to be picky.
Although he felt a bit uncomfortable, he didn't refuse anyone.
The reason these aristocratic families and sect cultivators flocked to attend the Gu family's New Year's Feast was likely to socialize with the "Array Dao Supreme" of the Qianxue State.
However, since they could attend the Gu family's feast, it indicated that they had good relationships with the Gu family.
Mo Hua had received a lot of help from the Gu family, and now that he had gained some fame, it was only right for him to support the Gu family and maintain their reputation.
After all, it was just a matter of drinking a cup of wine and exchanging pleasantries, which wasn't difficult. Instead, he could make more connections with other cultivators.
A "cup of wine" friendship was still considered a connection.
Sitting in the seat of honor, Gu Shouyan, the family patriarch, initially had some concerns, fearing that Mo Hua would resist this kind of socializing among aristocratic families.
He didn't want to engage in these worldly affairs either.
But as the family patriarch, interactions with other aristocratic families were inevitable.
Even the most upright aristocratic family couldn't have truly "gentlemanly" relationships that were as clear as water; they all had to consider connections and interests to some extent.
Fortunately, Mo Hua, despite his young age, had a broad mind and didn't fuss over these matters.
Gu Shouyan silently expressed his gratitude.
Thus, the banquet continued, with people coming and going, and Mo Hua couldn't remember who he had toasted and drunk with.
Fortunately, the Gu family knew his "preferences" and prepared fruit wine for him. His cheeks were flushed, but his intoxication wasn't apparent.
Gu Shouyan, however, was worried that Mo Hua might get drunk, so he stopped others from coming to toast him.
Mo Hua finally had some free time to enjoy the delicacies.
After eating for a while, a commotion arose, and when Mo Hua looked up, he saw a group of people surrounding a tall and imposing man in a white robe with golden and jade patterns. The man's aura was profound and majestic.
Standing before him was the Heaven-Earth-Human Trigram Array Master from the Qianxue Sect, who had met Mo Hua on several occasions—Xia Supervisor.
Gu Shouyan, the head of the Gu family, rose to greet him.
"Supervisor Xia, forgive me for not receiving you earlier."
Supervisor Xia was not one to put on airs, and his tone was rather amiable, "I'm afraid I'm a bit late due to my busy schedule. Please don't blame me, Patriarch."
"Please take a seat, Supervisor," Gu Shouyan said, bowing his hands.
Supervisor Xia ascended to the high platform and sat at the same level as the Gu family's patriarch, conveniently right next to Mo Hua.
Only then did Mo Hua realize who the empty seat to his left was intended for.
"It's Supervisor Xia..."
Mo Hua muttered to himself.
However, he didn't mind; matters of seating had nothing to do with him. He had already gone through the socializing, and now he only needed to focus on eating and filling his stomach.
Besides, he wasn't well acquainted with Supervisor Xia, so there was no need to pay him any attention.
As the esteemed Supervisor Xia, he surely wouldn't personally come to offer a toast to him.
Mo Hua began to focus on the large crab on the table, its pincers holding as much meat as a steamed bun.
But before he could finish the crab, a voice, unfamiliar yet familiar, reached his ears:
"Young friend."
Mo Hua turned his head and saw Supervisor Xia holding a cup, his gaze stern yet carrying a hint of kindness as he looked at him.
Mo Hua was taken aback.
Supervisor Xia sat in his seat, holding the cup, without making any other movements.
After a moment, Mo Hua understood and picked up his cup, saying to Supervisor Xia, "Supervisor Xia, let me offer you a toast."
After all, Supervisor Xia was an Ethereal Transformation cultivator and an Imperial Court Supervisor.
Even if he had taken the initiative to pick up the cup first, it was not appropriate for him to offer the toast first.
Mo Hua was well aware of this.
Supervisor Xia was pleased with Mo Hua's quick wit. He emptied his cup and spoke slowly, "Speaking of which, I do have some connection with you, young friend."
"Yes."
"I wonder what your plans are for the future?"
Mo Hua was a bit puzzled, "What do you mean, Supervisor?"
Supervisor Xia put down his cup, his lips unmoving, but his voice carried, "The Qianxue Sect's teaching lasts for nine years. In two years, you will graduate. Are you planning to stay in the Great Void Sect, enter the inner sect, and become an elder, or do you wish to venture out into the world and make your mark?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Hua was taken aback.
Was Supervisor Xia asking him such a question, right here at the New Year's Feast, in front of so many people?
He looked around and was surprised to find that the people around him seemed to be completely oblivious, as if they hadn't heard or seen anything at all.
Only the Ethereal Transformation Gu family patriarch seemed to know something, but he continued drinking without showing any reaction.
Supervisor Xia's voice reached Mo Hua's ears, "This matter is known only to the heavens, the earth, and you and me."
Mo Hua suddenly understood, and he quickly grasped the situation, asking, "Supervisor, are you trying to recruit me into the Xia family?"
Supervisor Xia's expression showed a hint of surprise, and he thought to himself that this young man was indeed straightforward, speaking his mind without hesitation.
But this was good; it was easier to communicate with intelligent people.
"Young friend, what do you think?"
"Are there any benefits?" Mo Hua asked, being quite practical.
Supervisor Xia glanced at Mo Hua silently, "The Xia family is an ancient aristocratic family, holding the rank of Sixth Grade, located in the central Dao Prefecture of the Nine Prefectures, under the jurisdiction of the Central Imperial Court. Throughout history, they have produced several grand ministers, and their influence spans the entire realm. Their foundation is profound..."
Supervisor Xia only stated some facts.
But any cultivator with a bit of insight would understand the weight of these words.
Every sentence, whether it was "ancient aristocratic family," "Sixth Grade," "located in the Dao Prefecture," "under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Court," or "produced several grand ministers," was something that ordinary cultivators and family sects could only dream of but never attain in their entire lives.
Even the Fifth Grade great aristocratic families within the Qianxue Prefecture couldn't compare.
However, Mo Hua shook his head, "That's the Xia family's business, it has nothing to do with me."
"If you join the Xia family..."
"My surname is Mo," Mo Hua said indifferently.
Supervisor Xia's expression showed a hint of surprise, and he immediately understood Mo Hua's intention.
No matter how powerful the Xia family was, it was still just the "Xia" family.
Even if Mo Hua joined the Xia family, he would always be an outsider. He didn't want to marry into the family, change his surname, or abandon his origins to rely on a powerful clan.
Supervisor Xia's expression became slightly more indifferent.
But in his heart, he actually had more respect for Mo Hua.
In this world, there were many talented and brilliant geniuses, and many who were proud and arrogant, but those who could clearly understand their circumstances and recognize their own status were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Those who came from humble backgrounds but had self-awareness, who didn't blindly attach themselves to power, were truly neither servile nor overbearing.
"You know about the Trigram Array, don't you?" Supervisor Xia asked.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up.
"My Xia family has the inheritance of the Trigram Array," Supervisor Xia said, observing Mo Hua's reaction with a calm expression.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up with anticipation.
Elder Xun had once said that the true Trigram Array was related to the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity, encompassing the infinite principles of the Heavenly Dao, the profound virtues of the Earthly Dao, and the unpredictable changes of the Human Dao. It was a grand and expansive formation with vast derivations.
This was the knowledge used by the Imperial Court to govern the world.
The core inheritance of the Trigram Array was strictly guarded by the Imperial Court and never passed on externally. Unless one went to the Dao Prefecture, entered the Imperial Court, and had access to the high-ranking officials, it was impossible to learn the essence of this array...
Mo Hua was a bit tempted, and his attitude towards Supervisor Xia became more familiar.
He quietly asked, "By following the Xia family, can I learn the Trigram Array?"
Xia Supervisor shook his head. "No."
Mo Hua felt disappointed and muttered, "Then what's the point..." He turned his head and started eating his large crab.
Xia Supervisor could only say, "Your cultivation is not sufficient."
Mo Hua took a bite of the crab meat. "Is my cultivation sufficient?"
"You must enter the upper echelons of the Xia family to have a chance to learn the Trigram Array Technique." Xia Supervisor's eyes narrowed slightly.
With just a few words, Xia Supervisor understood that this "Array Dao Supreme", despite his young age and innocent appearance, had a remarkably clear mindset.
Knowing what to say to whom.
Xia Supervisor decided to speak frankly:
"The best way to enter the upper echelons of the Xia family is through 'marrying into the family'. You would change your name and surname, marry a true Hei Girl of the Xia family's main lineage, and thus enter the core of the Xia family's power."
"If you don't marry into the family, it's just an ordinary marriage. With your family background and qualifications, you won't be able to marry the Hei Girl of the Xia family's main lineage, and naturally, you won't be able to enter their upper echelons."
"You, as an Array Master, should understand the importance of the Trigram Array better than anyone. If you don't enter the core of the Xia family and become part of their upper echelons, it's impossible to learn it."
Xia Supervisor was speaking the truth, not hiding anything from Mo Hua.
However, it was impossible for Mo Hua to marry into the family, let alone marry a woman from the Xia family.
But in front of Xia Supervisor, he didn't want to say it outright. Instead, he curiously asked, "What do you mean by the main lineage's Hei Girl? Are there different ranks among Hei Girls?"
Xia Supervisor glanced at Mo Hua, unsure if he should answer.
Mo Hua had already turned back to continue eating his crab, feigning disinterest.
Xia Supervisor sighed softly and said, "There is a difference between Hei Girls. The most important factor is the bloodline."
"Bloodline?"
Mo Hua frowned, and he couldn't help but think of his Shallow Senior Sister again.
"What exactly is a bloodline? Is it that important?" Mo Hua asked Xia Supervisor.
Xia Supervisor remained silent for a moment.
This wasn't much of a secret among the truly top Great Clans, but ordinary cultivators indeed knew very little about it.
Cultivators with bloodlines were often concentrated in the ancient Six-Rank Noble Clans with long heritages and profound foundations, as well as some of the most powerful Five-Rank Noble Clans.
Other clans, even ordinary individual cultivators, had a very small chance of possessing bloodlines.
But these bloodlines were invariably very weak.
Moreover, very few cultivators knew about bloodline knowledge. Without guidance and awakening, even if they carried bloodline power, it was highly likely that they would live their entire lives in a state of confusion and ignorance.
After hesitating for a moment, Xia Supervisor briefly explained everything to Mo Hua:
"Bloodline, at its core, is the power hidden within the flesh and blood inheritance of cultivators. The source of this power can be broadly divided into two types: one comes from powerful cultivators, and the other from mighty Divine Beasts with powerful bloodlines."
"Powerful cultivators who cultivate specific techniques or Daoist methods may develop unique spiritual energy or blood essence, which can potentially be passed down through their bloodlines."
"Divine Beasts, on the other hand, are born with the essence of heaven and earth, possessing supreme power. Their bloodlines can also merge with cultivators and be passed down from generation to generation."
"How exactly is it passed down?" Mo Hua asked curiously, his eyes shining with interest.
"These are ancient clan secrets, and it's not appropriate to say more," Xia Supervisor replied.
Mo Hua felt a bit disappointed and asked, "Do all true heirs in Great Clans, or ancient clans, have bloodlines?"
"Not necessarily," Xia Supervisor said. "Even in Great Clans, those who can awaken bloodlines are a minority."
Mo Hua nodded.
If one possessed a bloodline, even in a truly top-tier clan like the Xia family, they would be considered superior.
This proved that his Shallow Senior Sister was indeed special.
He wondered if his Junior Senior Brother had any bloodline.
However, his Junior Senior Brother seemed simple-minded and unlikely to keep secrets. If he had a bloodline, he probably would have boasted about it already...
Mo Hua furrowed his brows, deep in thought for a moment, then suddenly asked solemnly, "Xia Supervisor, do I seem to have a hidden bloodline?"
Xia Supervisor silently observed Mo Hua.
He didn't want to discourage Mo Hua, but it was inconvenient to speak frankly, so he asked, "Is there anything special about your bloodline?"
Mo Hua nodded. "Yes, I was born with a weak constitution, and it's especially weak..."
Xia Supervisor: "..."
How could this person be so straightforward in turning his weakness into a strength?
He could only be more subtle: "Among individual cultivators, those who can awaken bloodlines are extremely rare, less than one in a million."
In other words, unless your ancestral grave emits blue smoke that rises to cover the sky, don't even think about it.
Mo Hua pondered for a moment and felt that it made sense.
In this world, not every good thing could fall into his lap.
Didn't he know if he had any bloodline power? If he had even a tiny bit of bloodline power, he wouldn't have been born with such a weak constitution.
However, when it came to bloodlines, Mo Hua thought of a crucial question:
"Xia Supervisor, can cultivators have the bloodline of a 'dragon'?"
He might not get an answer if he asked others, but Xia Supervisor, who was from a Six-Rank Noble Clan and held a position in the Dao Prefecture, should know something about it.
Three people walking, there's bound to be a teacher among them. Even if he wasn't familiar with Xia Supervisor, asking some questions shouldn't be a problem.
Moreover, Xia Supervisor took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, and he might even want to win him over. With this opportunity, it would be a waste not to ask.
Xia Supervisor didn't answer but instead asked, "What do you think?"
Mo Hua pondered for a moment and said, "The Heavenly Son of the Dao Imperial Court?"
Xia Supervisor nodded, "The lineage of the Heavenly Son of the Dao Imperial Court, from the Dao Lord to the Dao Priest, all carry the bloodline of the dragon within them."
Mo Hua asked, "Does that mean that those with the bloodline of the 'dragon' are related to the Heavenly Son?"
"Not necessarily," Xia Supervisor replied, "Dragons also have different ranks, and the lineage of the Heavenly Son carries the blood of the true dragon. Below the true dragon, there are also the Vengeful Dragon and the Serpent Dragon."
"The Vengeful Dragon and the Serpent Dragon?"
"The Serpent Beast undergoes tribulations and metamorphoses into the Serpent Dragon. As for the true dragon, beneath it, in the four directions of heaven and earth, there are dragons with innate anomalies or those with dragon blood inheritance, which are known as the Vengeful Dragons."
"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded, then lowered his voice and asked the question he most wanted to ask:
"Then... is there anything that can 'devour' dragons?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Supervisor's heart skipped a beat, and his scalp went numb.
Devour dragons?!
This kid really has the guts to ask...
Xia Supervisor's expression remained calm, but the hand holding his wine glass trembled slightly. He spoke in a deep voice, "Dragons are Divine Beasts, residing at the pinnacle of all spirits. There's nothing in this world that can consume them as food."
"Oh..." Mo Hua also realized he had asked something he shouldn't have, so he smiled foolishly and turned back to continue eating the crab.
Xia Supervisor glanced at Mo Hua and saw that he was eating the crab as if nothing had happened. He guessed that Mo Hua's question was out of ignorance, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
The child's words were innocent, and he didn't take them to heart.
As Mo Hua ate, he changed the topic and asked Xia Supervisor about some trivial matters regarding the Xia Family and the Dao State.
Since they were mundane topics, they weren't as "thrilling," and Xia Supervisor patiently answered each question.
As they chatted, Mo Hua unexpectedly discovered that Xia Supervisor wasn't as purely self-serving, selfish, and "corrupt" as he had initially thought.
Mo Hua pondered for a moment and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Supervisor, I have a question that might be a little offensive..."
Xia Supervisor glanced at Mo Hua indifferently, thinking to himself, what question could be more offensive than asking about devouring dragons?
"Go ahead and ask."
Mo Hua said, "You knew about Xiao Tianquan's matter early on, so why did you protect him so much?"
This question was indeed a bit sharp.
Xia Supervisor's gaze paused for a moment, and he replied calmly, "This is a Xia Family affair, and it's not appropriate for me to say more."
Mo Hua nodded and didn't ask further.
Xia Supervisor looked at Mo Hua, and suddenly, a ripple of causality stirred within him, and he felt something in his heart. He slowly opened his mouth again, "This is how the great clans operate. Only by doing things for the clan will you receive their care."
"But with so many people in the clan, the good opportunities that bring both fame and fortune rarely fall on your head."
"You have to take on tasks that others disdain or are unwilling to do, even if they are dirty or foolish, to avoid being just another face in the crowd..."
Xia Supervisor's expression remained indifferent, his words carrying a profound meaning.
Mo Hua was taken aback and nodded, as if he understood but not quite.
Seeing that the conversation was coming to an end, Xia Supervisor said, "Think about what I've said, but your cultivation is still too low. Even if you want to join the Xia Family, it's still too early, so there's no need to rush. Take your time and consider it."
"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.
Xia Supervisor lightly flicked his sleeve, seemingly canceling a spell, and the spiritual barrier disappeared, allowing the surrounding noise to become slightly louder.
Mo Hua realized that this public "secret conversation" had come to an end.
After that, Xia Supervisor indeed didn't look at him again or say another word to him, as if he didn't know him at all.
Mo Hua sighed inwardly.
Indeed, he was a supervisor of the Dao Imperial Court, and his actions were as tight as a drum.
The secret conversation ended, but the banquet continued.
Mo Hua ate the delicacies while pondering over the conversation he had just had with Xia Supervisor, including his future path, bloodlines, dragons, and more.
Just as he was deep in thought, the crowd suddenly stirred again. Mo Hua looked up and saw that not far away, a person was approaching, surrounded by a crowd.
The newcomer had a dignified and elegant bearing, with a cold expression and stunning beauty. She wore a Blooming Valley Dao Robe embroidered with hundreds of flowers, a dazzling and luxurious sight, yet also dignified and elegant.
Her beauty was astonishing, and her icy aura, walked through the crowd, causing others to feel a sense of self-disgust.
The previously lively banquet instantly became a bit quieter.
Gu Shouyan was taken aback and quickly stood up to greet her, "I'm sorry for not receiving you earlier, Valley Master of Hundred Flowers."
Among the Gu Family, there were also female disciples who had joined the Hundred Flowers Valley. They stood up and came before this stunning woman, respectfully greeting her, "Greetings, Valley Master."
The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers slightly nodded.
Gu Shouyan was a bit puzzled and asked, "Valley Master, why have you come here...?"
The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers' gaze, like a startled swan, glided over the female disciples of the Gu Family, then drifted towards the high platform and landed on Mo Hua. A faint smile curved her lips:
"I've come to see... my disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley..."
(End of Chapter)
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