Situ Fang led the Enforcement Leaders of the Taoist Court into the back courtyard of Hundred Flower Tower. Moments later, Spiritual Power overflowed, the sounds of battle, cries of alarm, shouts, and the crashing of buildings were all intermingled. Mo Hua was curious. After thinking for a moment, he said to Qinglan: "Find somewhere to hide and don’t come out, no matter what." Qinglan was a bit nervous, but still nodded her head. Afterward, Mo Hua and two others also used their movement techniques to reach the second floor and looked out toward the back courtyard through a window. Hundred Flower Tower had a front and a back building, with a courtyard in between. The front building was the main hall, used for hosting banquets and where female cultivators sang and danced, while the back building contained private rooms for the brothel’s business. In the center of the back building was a courtyard with mountains and water, full of blooming flowers. The courtyard was spacious and the scenery pleasant. Behind the courtyard was the back building. Three-story buildings surrounded the courtyard on three sides. The upper levels were connected by corridors, with exquisite rooms, red lanterns hanging in the passageways, and pink curtains; the heavy scent of makeup was overpowering. Various Formations were laid out between the corridors: there were reinforcing ones, soundproofing ones, dust-exposing ones, and even illuminating ones. The light pink glow illuminated the entire back building, casting an enchanting and romantic atmosphere. This made Mo Hua quite unhappy. In the mines, Mining Cultivators faced grueling work, with life and death hanging in the balance, yet the Formations painted there were exceedingly simple. Yet, here in Hundred Flower Tower, a place indulgent in pleasure, the Formations were so well established. They even used Formations to enhance the ambiance and romantic mood. It was indeed excessive. Suddenly, a surge of Spiritual Power erupted, bricks shattered, and sawdust flew about. Mo Hua looked toward the source of the commotion. He saw that on a second-floor room far away, the doors and windows had been completely smashed, and the surrounding Formations had also been utterly destroyed. On the corridor, two Foundation Establishment Cultivators were engaged in combat. One wore black garments, the other gray. The black-clothed Cultivator was a Foundation Establishment Elder of the Situ Family, named Situ Jin. And that masked figure in gray, with an aura that was dark and gloomy, was likely the person behind the scenes buying corpses in the mine that Mo Hua was looking for. Situ Fang, with the Enforcement Leaders from the Taoist Court of South Yue City, surrounded the area to prevent the gray-clothed Cultivator from escaping. They were all Qi Refinement Cultivators, unable to match the power of Foundation Establishment, but if they formed a battle array, they could trade a blow or two with a Foundation Establishment opponent and delay them briefly. The Taoist Court cultivators stood ready for combat. And on the corridor, Situ Jin exchanged a series of blows with the person in gray. After watching for a while, Mo Hua frowned. Bai Zisheng whispered: "This gray-clothed Cultivator seems a bit weak..." Mo Hua couldn’t help but nod, "He is quite weak..." His moves were deceitful, and his Spiritual Power was also very soft, but his cultivation was truly weak, even among ordinary cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage, he was at the bottom. Of all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators that Mo Hua had seen, this gray-clothed one was the weakest. Even in Tongxian City, the aged Court Leader Zhou and Old Master An, who was not skilled in Taoist Skills, were stronger when they made a move. The gray-clothed Cultivator was a Body Cultivator, but his vital energy was not strong, and the martial skills he knew were also quite common. Besides, he seemed to have learned a spell or two. It looked like the Earth Poison Technique, but he clearly was not a Spiritual Cultivator, and while this spell could deal with Qi Refinement Cultivators, it really wasn’t enough against peers of the same stage. From head to toe, the gray-clothed Cultivator exuded a half-baked air. Mo Hua’s brows furrowed even tighter. How could he be so weak? Even he could hardly bear to watch anymore. The situation on the field was the same, with Situ Jin’s palm strikes like a wind, constantly overpowering the gray-clothed Cultivator. The gray-clothed Cultivator struggled to cope and barely managed to hold on. He wanted to escape, but the surrounding Enforcement Leaders were blocking him. Every time he tried to break through, he was delayed and then entangled again by Situ Jin. After dozens more exchanges, the gray-clothed Cultivator, seeing that he was about to be defeated, leaped from the upper floor into the garden below. A gray light flashed around his body, and he suddenly disappeared. Situ Jin landed afterward, looking around with furrowed brows. Mo Hua was also surprised and turned to ask: "What Taoist Skill is this?" Bai Zisheng hesitated and said, "Is this... an Escape Technique?" Bai Zixi nodded, "It’s the Earth Escape Technique from the Five Elements Escape Techniques." "Escape Technique?" Mo Hua blinked. Bai Zixi explained: "An Escape Technique is actually a type of movement technique, but it’s specifically for fleeing. When activated, Spiritual Power envelops the body and merges with the Five Elements of the world, thereby hiding their presence and escaping to safety." The gray-clothed Cultivator left it until the last moment to use Earth Escape, just to avoid revealing his trump card. Once an Escape Technique is known, it’s much easier for others to be on their guard and counter it. Mo Hua understood and sincerely praised: "Junior Sister, you know so much!" "It’s quite simple." Bai Zixi said indifferently, with her slender eyebrows slightly raised and a faint pride in her eyes. Bai Zisheng couldn’t help but say: "Mo Hua, you’re really good at flattery." Mo Hua said displeased: "Telling the truth is not flattery. Besides, why don’t I flatter you? It’s because you don’t know, isn’t it?" Bai Zisheng was at a loss for words. In terms of knowledge in Tao Cultivation, he indeed could not compare to his younger sister Zixi. Not just in the knowledge of Tao Cultivation, in fact, he couldn’t compare to her in many aspects... Stay updated through empire Bai Zisheng didn’t argue with Mo Hua anymore but frowned and said, "Now that he has used an Escape Technique, is that guy going to escape?" Mo Hua said with a grin, "He won’t get away." The Divine Sense of the gray-clothed Cultivator was only at ten Patterns. But Mo Hua’s Divine Sense was at twelve Patterns! Mo Hua’s expression became solemn, he closed his eyes, concentrated fully, and projected his Divine Sense to its utmost reach. In a vision of pure white Divine Sense, he searched for traces of the gray-clothed Cultivator. After a moment, Mo Hua opened his eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, a ball of fire condensed at the tip.