Chapter 1667: Chapter 861: Master_3 A bizarre, tense atmosphere spread out. It seemed as if something was about to emerge... This door wouldn’t open easily, unless... Everyone felt a shiver in their hearts, as if facing a formidable enemy. Yet the imagined, powerful and bloodthirsty enemy residing deep within the hall did not appear. From the crack in the door, a head poked out. It was Mo Hua. He looked left and right, only to find a large crowd densely packed outside. At this moment, all eyes simultaneously turned to Mo Hua. Feeling a bit embarrassed under so many gazes, Mo Hua scratched his head awkwardly and said shyly, "Why is it so lively..." Everyone was in a daze, their thoughts momentarily scattered. ... In a side hall of the Dragon King Temple. With no one else around, Gu Changhuai and Xia Canonical Official checked Mo Hua from head to toe, finding no injuries or mental instability on him, and only then did they truly breathe a sigh of relief. Of course, Mo Hua was indeed quite different now, but they couldn’t see it. Xia Canonical Official gave Mo Hua a deep look, suddenly pulling him into her arms and patting his back, her voice trembling a bit: "It’s good you’re okay..." It was unclear whether she was comforting Mo Hua or herself. She was a Supervisor, with a strong sense of responsibility. On the surface, Mo Hua was trapped in the inner hall to save them, and if anything truly unfortunate had happened, she would feel guilty for life. Mo Hua was somewhat surprised, yet also touched. Though Xia Canonical Official appeared cold, she actually had a soft heart. Gu Changhuai was also relieved. If anything had happened to Mo Hua, it would have been hard to explain to the Taixu Gate, Cousin Wan’er, Aunt Gu Hong, and himself. "It’s good you’re okay..." Gu Changhuai also murmured. After calming down and seeing that Mo Hua was safe, with no one else around, Gu Changhuai then asked curiously: "Where is Mr. Witch? Did he do anything to you? What happened inside?" Mo Hua was prepared, so he said partly truthfully: "Mr. Witch seemed to want to offer me to something, but maybe I got lucky, as Mr. Witch suddenly died during the ritual, and I managed to escape..." Gu Changhuai: "..." After a moment of silence, Gu Changhuai said somewhat helplessly, "That’s it?" Mo Hua nodded, "That’s it." "Suddenly died?" "Yes," Mo Hua said, "very suddenly, it was just in the blink of an eye." He was killed by me... Gu Changhuai looked at Mo Hua and sighed, "Alright." Xia Canonical Official’s expression was also somewhat subtle. She certainly hoped Mo Hua had great fortune and emerged unscathed from peril, but didn’t expect this kind of "emerge unscathed." This luck is simply defying heaven... Or maybe Mo Hua wasn’t telling the truth? However, at this point, neither of them had the heart to pursue the matter. In any case, coming back safe and sound was what mattered. Mo Hua glanced around and asked, "Where are Senior Brother Feng and Senior Sister Qianqian?" Gu Changhuai said, "I initially wanted to send them back to the Sect, but with your life uncertain, they refused to leave." "I didn’t dare to keep them in the inner hall, as it’s perilous and unpredictable, and if anything happened to them, a Taixu Gate, a Tai’a Sect, a Hundred Flower Valley—if the three were added together, it would be even harder to explain." Just thinking about it gave Gu Changhuai a headache. "So I had them wait at the entrance; they should be coming over now." After a while, Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian indeed came over. Upon seeing Mo Hua, both of their faces lit up with joy. Even the usually composed Ouyang Feng couldn’t resist giving Mo Hua a hug and patting his shoulder. "Junior Brother Mo..." Ouyang Feng was emotionally stirred, his body trembling slightly, with countless words but unable to speak. After calming down for a moment, he released Mo Hua, clasped his hands in respect, and solemnly said: "Junior Brother Mo, words cannot express my gratitude!" "Senior Brother Feng, you’re too kind..." Before Mo Hua could finish, he was enveloped in a fragrant scent and embraced by Hua Qianqian. When Mo Hua’s fate was unknown, Hua Qianqian had put on a brave face, but now seeing him safe, she couldn’t help but tear up. "Junior Brother Mo, it’s so good you’re alright..." She even wiped her tears and snot on Mo Hua. Mo Hua could only comfort her back, "I’m fine, don’t worry, Senior Sister..." In any case, this trip to the Dragon King Temple was a close call with no mishaps. Everyone was safe and sound. The three caught up for a while, then Mo Hua asked Gu Changhuai to send Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian back to the Sect. As the three parted, Mo Hua secretly reminded them: "Senior Brother Feng, Senior Sister Qianqian, remember, do not mention anything about the Rouge Boat and the Dragon King Temple to anyone..." "I’ve already informed the Taoist Court, and Uncle Gu and Xia Canonical Official will also keep it secret and won’t speak of this incident." "As for the Dragon King Temple, it’s easier to explain. If someone insists on asking, say you happened to pass by and came to the rescue with the Taoist Court." "But as for the Rouge Boat, you’ve never been there, and never mention it again..." Otherwise, even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won’t be able to wash it clean... Mo Hua’s gaze was solemn. Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian stiffened a bit and looked at Mo Hua gratefully, both nodding. After that, Mo Hua watched the two depart on the Gu family’s small boat, leaving the Dragon King Temple. Mo Hua then turned back to find Gu Changhuai again. Seeing Mo Hua, Gu Changhuai was a bit surprised, "You’re not leaving?" Mo Hua said, "I want to search the Dragon King Temple once more." "Search the temple?" "Yes." Mo Hua nodded. With everyone present, and the Taoist Court’s manpower abundant, he wanted to search the Dragon King Temple thoroughly from start to finish. He felt that, given its name "Dragon King Temple," the temple should have something to do with "dragons." Moreover, he had now integrated the Evil Embryo. In a sense, this ancient Dragon King Temple was already his. As the owner, he needed to "inventory" his temple.