Chapter 1526: Chapter 817: Pursuit (Part 2) "What hour is it, and you’re still not asleep?" Mo Hua looked up, realizing the sky was very dark, it was well past midnight, probably already 2 a.m. It seems it’s a bit late... However, Mo Hua said, "Uncle Gu, you’re not asleep either?" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢 Gu Changhuai: "The Taoist Court is quite busy..." Mo Hua: "Weren’t you ’sidelined’?" Gu Changhuai: "..." Mo Hua was taken aback, suddenly realizing, "Uncle Gu, you’re... not courting that Instructor Hua and developed feelings, so you can neither eat nor sleep, right?" "What nonsense are you spouting?!" Gu Changhuai was so angry his teeth itched. If Mo Hua were in front of him, he would have tugged his ear off. "The Taoist Court has a new Supervisor, kind of troublesome, lots of things to handle..." Gu Changhuai said. "New Supervisor?" Mo Hua was startled, "Who is it?" Gu Changhuai was speechless, "Telling you wouldn’t help, also, don’t snoop around about the Taoist Court’s matters." "Oh." Gu Changhuai continued, "It’s so late, what do you need me for?" Mo Hua was about to speak but suddenly recalled the words of the elder from the Water Prison Sect named "Yu Canghai", and felt a slight chill in his heart, asking: "Uncle Gu, is the Gu Family considered ’upright’?" Gu Changhuai frowned, thought for a moment, and slowly said: "I don’t like those two words ’upright’. Cultivators of the Taoist Court ought to follow the Taoist Law, seek truth from facts, arrest who needs arresting, kill who needs killing, act impartially, no such thing as being upright or not." "However, in the eyes of others, our Gu Family seems indeed viewed as ’upright’..." Mo Hua nodded, his heart understood, and then he began to speak: "I encountered someone related to the Yu Family’s Water Fort. He said the Yu Family’s Water Fort was annihilated by Evil Cultivators incited by the Gui Water Sect." "Moreover, this person is also a descendant of the Water Prison Sect..." It was deep into the night; Gu Changhuai had been busy all day, initially looking tired, but upon hearing this, his expression immediately shook. "Really?" Mo Hua was speechless, "When have I ever lied to you?" You’ve lied to me plenty. Gu Changhuai thought inwardly. But now wasn’t the time for idle chatter, Gu Changhuai then asked, "Where are you now?" Mo Hua: "I’m in the small fishing village." "The small fishing village by the Mistwater River?" Gu Changhuai frowned, "Why are you there?" "It’s a long story, I’ll explain more when we meet." Mo Hua said. The Letter Token is too slow to explain it. Moreover, he still needed to consider what can and cannot be said. "Alright!" Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment then said, "I’m currently at the Taoist Court in Qianxue State Boundary and can’t leave right now, I’ll come and find you after handling the matters in hand tomorrow morning." "Alright." Mo Hua nodded. After the conversation, Mo Hua put away the Letter Token, crouched on a big tree at the village entrance, and pondered alone. This matter is too significant, involving many influential bodies. Going it alone and fishing in troubled waters might be fine, but to hold it down, he didn’t have the capability yet. Even to ensure the well-being of that Water Prison Sect elder exceeded his capabilities. Thinking it over, he could only rely on Uncle Gu. But there was a problem. Mo Hua himself trusted Uncle Gu very much. Though he had a bad temper, a sour face, his words were sometimes harsh, and he wasn’t gentle or considerate, but he was indeed a good person. However, that old man from the Water Prison Sect, perhaps not. He was very wary of the cultivators from the Taoist Court; if he knew of Uncle Gu’s identity as a Supervisor of the Taoist Court, he might not want to cooperate. "Forget it, we’ll talk about it when the time comes..." Mo Hua thought to himself. Besides, that old man might not be a good person either, and not everything he said might be true. When the time comes, having Uncle Gu’s presence as a Golden Core Steward might yield more information. Afterward, Mo Hua started meditating, immersing his Divine Sense into his Sea of Consciousness, seizing the time to practice Formation on the Taoist Stele. Now, with his Divine Sense at Nineteen Patterns, he could learn more Formations, so every moment had to be fully utilized. Only by learning more Formations and honing his Divine Sense to the extreme would he have access to more Formations in the future. Until dawn, with the eastern light breaking. Mo Hua opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and stretched. Then, seizing the moment of morning light, with the purple qi coming from the east, Mo Hua took out the Spirit Stone, cultivated for a while, and began waiting for Gu Changhuai. In the small fishing village, the Fish Cultivators also got up one after another, starting their industrious day. Mo Hua sat tall in the tree, waited for a while, feeling inexplicably anxious, then used the Letter Token to ask: "Uncle Gu, when are you coming over?" No response from the other side. After a long while, Gu Changhuai finally replied, seemingly a bit helpless: "The new Supervisor is rather tricky, I can’t come right now, but I’ll be there in four hours." "Alright, remember to hire a bigger carriage." Mo Hua said. "Okay." After that, Mo Hua could only patiently continue waiting. But as he waited, he suddenly realized a problem: The old man from the Water Prison Sect, might he have escaped? Meeting by chance, no ties whatsoever, though he shared so many past stories, it didn’t mean he truly trusted him. "Better go and check..." Mo Hua silently thought to himself. He didn’t delay, directly stood up, and followed the path Little Shunzi and Little Shuizi took last night, going to the Desolate Mountain, and lightly climbed up the cliff. Upon reaching the cave entrance, the dense Killing Formation was still there. But with a sweep of his Divine Sense, Mo Hua found the cave inside was empty, not a trace of anyone. "He’s gone..." Mo Hua sighed. But thinking about it, it wasn’t too surprising either. That Water Prison Sect elder, whose clan was destroyed, being hunted down, with enemies everywhere, it wouldn’t be easy for him to trust anyone. It was just that his forehead was dark, a Death Omen looming, and this escape might truly be the end for him.