Lu Chengyun’s voice was very soft, but Mo Hua still heard it. Looking for someone to feed the Contemplation Map wasn’t an uncommon thing; Zhang Quan had done it before when they were at the Corpse Walking Stronghold. But Lu Chengyun’s smile was too gloomy, which aroused Mo Hua’s suspicions. If it was just a matter of killing someone to feed the Contemplation Map, it shouldn’t be a big deal for Lu Chengyun. His expression should have been indifferent so as not to reveal the look he had now. Mo Hua touched his small chin. Looking for someone to feed the map? Whom would he want to find? "Mining Cultivator? Corpse Cultivator?" "Zhang Quan, and... me?" Mo Hua jolted with fright. Thinking about it, it seemed to make sense. Each evil spirit that jumped into his Sea of Consciousness said that his Divine Sense was a great tonic, so using it to feed the Contemplation Map was naturally the perfect fit. Could it be that Lu Chengyun had ill intentions right from the start? Mo Hua pondered to himself. Although it was just his speculation, he couldn’t let his guard down... After his Divine Sense had recovered, Lu Chengyun drew the Spirit Pivot Evil Formation again, and at 6 A.M., he sealed the Bronze Coffin and rose to leave. After Lu Chengyun left, Mo Hua waited for the time it took to drink a cup of tea, making sure Lu Chengyun was far away and wouldn’t come back anytime soon, before he quietly left the sacrificial altar and approached the Bronze Coffin. The Bronze Coffin was sealed again. Mo Hua walked around the coffin, tapping and knocking, but still couldn’t figure out how to open the coffin or how it had been sealed. He felt a bit of regret. He had not paid attention to how Lu Chengyun opened the coffin when he came. Nor did he remember to see how he sealed the coffin when he left. Now unable to open the Bronze Coffin, he had no way to find out the secrets inside. "Next time then..." Mo Hua muttered to himself and then also quietly left the Ten Thousand Corpses Sacrificial Altar. After returning to his room, Mo Hua immediately hopped onto the bed, crossed his legs in meditation, and his Divine Sense dived into his Sea of Consciousness. Inside the Sea of Consciousness, there was a vast whiteness. Within this vast white space, there was a Golden Lock Formation, locking a wisp of blue smoke. It was the Thought Body left behind after the Iron Corpse Elder had been blasted to death. Mo Hua seized the time, manifested the Melting Fire Formation, and roasted the wisp of blue smoke bit by bit, burning it until it was purified into pure Divine Thought, which he inhaled. Like this, he "roasted" and ate. Until he roasted the entire wisp of blue smoke and swallowed it whole. Bloodthirsty, greedy, and evil thoughts emerged in Mo Hua’s heart. Mo Hua, well-accustomed to this, meditated in tranquility, his mind clear as a mirror, unstained, discarding and plucking out these miscellaneous and evil desires one by one. The evil thoughts gone, a pure stream of Divine Thought surged into Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness. Mo Hua’s Divine Sense grew a bit stronger. This slight enhancement moved Mo Hua’s Divine Sense further up from the peak of the twelve Stripes, infinitely close to the thirteen Stripes, yet still falling just short... Mo Hua opened his eyes and sighed. It was so hard to increase Divine Sense. He had "eaten" the Divine Sense of a Foundation Establishment, yet he still couldn’t enhance his Divine Sense to thirteen Stripes. Could it be that this Foundation Establishment’s Divine Sense was too weak? After refining it again, the Divine Sense left was reduced further, so it simply wasn’t enough to "satisfy" him? Mo Hua blinked. Could it be that he would need to "consume" Zhang Quan’s Ancestral Master to make his Divine Sense reach thirteen Stripes? But how to consume it? Mo Hua’s eyes turned slyly, and he began to hatch a plot... Zhang Quan’s Ancestral Master Picture, preciously held close and treasured by Lu Chengyun, wasn’t going to be easily obtained... So he would need to find a way. It’s possible that he wants to use me to feed the map... Lying on the bed, Mo Hua kicked his legs back and forth while carefully scheming... As he thought, he suddenly remembered that it had been quite a while since he last communicated with his Junior Sister. Some matters needed to be discussed with Junior Sister and Junior Brother beforehand. Mo Hua hurriedly got out of bed, took out a piece of paper, and spread it on the table. Then he began to record some key clues. Like the relationship between Lu Chengyun and the Lu Family. The deal between Lu Chengyun and the Lu Family Old Ancestor. The Lu Family Old Ancestor being refined into a zombie. Some details about the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses... and so on. ... Mo Hua carefully put away the note; at night, he stealthily located Little Tiger and stuffed the note into its mouth, instructing it to crawl outside and deliver the message to Junior Sister. The next day, Little Tiger crawled back, holding another note in its mouth. This paper was smooth and fine, with a faint gold pattern, commonly used by Junior Sister, which Mo Hua recognized at a glance. The return of the note meant that Little Tiger’s message had been delivered. Mo Hua nodded and opened the note, eager to see what Junior Sister had written. However, upon unfolding the note, he saw that it contained only four simple words: "Not coming back yet?" And there was a small face drawn at the end, with eyebrows slightly furrowed. Mo Hua was taken aback. Only then did he realize that without knowing it, he had already spent a considerable amount of time in the Corpse Mine. Junior Sister and Junior Brother must be worried about him, hence their impatience. As for his master and Old Kui... they probably weren’t in a hurry. After all, his master’s foresight was unquestionable; he probably knew everything he was doing. He just wondered how they were getting on with their meals. Was there anyone brewing tea for his master, anyone frying pine nuts for Old Kui... And Big White, he wondered if Junior Brother had been feeding it good fodder. And Instructor Yan... ... Mo Hua contemplated for a moment and then suddenly felt a longing for his master and the others; he also thought it was about time to figure out a way to leave the Corpse Mine sooner. Moreover, although Lu Chengyun was outwardly cultured and genteel, inwardly he was double-dealing. Although he was polite to him, he probably harbored bad intentions. It would be good to extricate himself earlier and stop playing his game. Mo Hua then replied with a note, which read: