Chapter 674: Chapter 551 Peers_3 If it had not been for him stepping forward, I wouldn’t have even realized that my junior brother had actually taken in such a young disciple… Gui Tao’s people took another look at Mo Hua and couldn’t help frowning. Spiritual Root very poor, physical body extremely poor. No special bloodline either. Divine Sense… though obscured by something, hazy and not clear, but barely passable. Beyond that, there is a certain cleverness, and indeed the actions are somewhat… unexpected… With such aptitude, what exactly did junior brother see in him? Moreover, the most peculiar thing is… I always feel the aura on this child is both foreign and familiar… It seems that this should be the first time we’ve met, but it also feels like I’ve dealt with him many times before, as if there are many ties of karma… A hint of confusion flashed through Gui Tao’s people’s hollow eyes. What dealings could I possibly have had with a mere Qi-refining junior cultivator? What ties of karma? Gui Tao’s people looked at Mo Hua, their pupils darkening a few shades. “It doesn’t matter anymore…” “Once I see junior brother, everything will become clear…” … On the road outside Li Mountain City, the two of them were still walking. They walked slowly, but step by step, they were getting closer to Li Mountain City. The closer they got to Li Mountain City, the thicker the Demonic Qi became. Outside Li Mountain City, there were hardly any local cultivators left. Most of them were Demon Cultivators. Besides them, there were some very unfamiliar faces, dressed in fine clothes with unique Spiritual Artifacts, diverse Cultivation Techniques, and rare and superior Taoist Skills, all coming from Taoist Court’s Noble Clans and Sects. These cultivators were definitely from out of town. Possibly, they came directly from the central Taoist State where the Taoist Court headquarters is located. There were many of them, and their realms were high. If they were not at Foundation Establishment, they were at Golden Core, with not a single Qi Refinement practitioner among them. The whole Dali Mountain, seemed to have turned into a chess game, and all the cultivators still here were like pieces on the board. Mo Hua couldn’t help frowning. “Is the secret on master’s person really that momentous?” What exactly do they want to get from my master? Mo Hua shook his head. All of this, he knew nothing about. He also remembered what his master had admonished: “I have a great fortune, and a shocking secret… but these, I cannot pass on to you, nor can I tell you.” “Passing them on to you would bring you a calamity of epic proportions.” “Even knowing them would entangle you in karma.” “So you shouldn’t know anything, and you don’t need to know anything…” Not knowing, then, is just fine. Seeing master again will be enough… Mo Hua silently told himself. But as they approached Li Mountain City, the journey started to get treacherous. The outer cultivators were still restraining themselves. However, the closer we got, the heavier the killing intent. Mo Hua, following Gui Tao, saw nothing but bloodshed and chaos, countless cultivators engaged in deadly battles. On the surface, it was mostly Taoist Court cultivators slaughtering Demon Sect cultivators. In secret, there were also Demon Cultivators brutally killing each other. And among those from the Taoist Court, some, because of benefits or past grudges, took the opportunity to plot against each other. After killing, they would fabricate the scene, pinning the blame on Demon Cultivators. This was a scene he had never witnessed before. The Righteous Dao is upright, and the Demon Path is demonic, but at this moment, there seems to be little difference between righteousness and demonism… Mo Hua watched and shook his head. The human heart is indeed very complex… And his own situation was also becoming delicate. Because he was following Gui Tao. Gui Tao’s aura was gloomy and strange, and without looking, it was clear that he was a Demon Cultivator. Mo Hua was a child, innocent and naïve in appearance, but in this place of blood and gore, following a bizarre-looking Taoist around, it was plainly abnormal. Virtually no one among the present righteous and demonic forces recognized Mo Hua. He was just a minor Qi Refinement cultivator after all. No one cared about his allegiance, no one cared about his stance, and certainly, no one cared about whether he lived or died. So along the way, every now and then, someone would try to kill Mo Hua. The Righteous Dao was better, after all, they followed some rules and wouldn’t easily commit murder. But the Demon Path was different. There were those who saw Mo Hua’s tender skin and wanted to devour him; those who saw something off about Mo Hua and wanted to eliminate him swiftly; those who saw Mo Hua as a child and wanted to use him for Alchemy; even shameless female Demon Cultivators, finding Mo Hua handsome and cute, wishing to replenish from him… At such times, Mo Hua would immediately hide behind Gui Tao, seeking protection from Uncle. And Gui Tao refused no one. Any cultivator who dared stand before him, righteous or demonic, was subjected to Planting Devil in Taoist Heart by him, leading to mental collapse, either committing suicide or turning on each other… Mo Hua just hid behind and watched. These scenes might have been bloody, might have been cruel. But as a Monster Hunter by origin, he had seen many a gruesome hunt, so he was not afraid. Mo Hua then watched Gui Tao, standing against the wind, with eyes dark and cold, not lifting a finger, yet playing those ferocious and overbearing Demon Cultivators to their deaths, utter slaughter… No matter how many times he saw it, Mo Hua found it tremendously shocking. But as he watched, he couldn’t help but ask himself a question: “This Planting Devil in Taoist Heart is so powerful…” “Can I learn it?”