"Senior Brother Feng," Mo Hua asked eagerly, "is the Sever Gold Sect of the Twelve Streams mainly focused on sword cultivation?" Ouyang Feng nodded, "Indeed." "Then, does their Sect possess any formidable Sword techniques?" The light in Mo Hua’s eyes sparkled. "There is one," Ouyang Feng confirmed with a nod, "Sever Gold Sect has a tremendously powerful Sect-Protecting Sword technique of the Golden Series, which is called—" Ouyang Feng said gravely, "Sever Gold Sword Control Jue!" Sever Gold Sword Control Jue!! Mo Hua’s eyes gleamed. Sect-Protecting Sword Mantra! So, that move that Boss Jiang used, the one so majestic, blazing with golden light, was it the Sever Gold Sect’s Sect-Protecting Sword Mantra, the Sever Gold Sword Control Jue?! Then the Heritage Jade Slip he had on him, could it be... Mo Hua’s heart thumped wildly. Murong Caiyun quietly glanced at Mo Hua, somewhat puzzled, "Junior Brother, why are you suddenly so happy? Your face is even turning red..." Mo Hua waved his hand and said with a grin, "It’s nothing..." Then all of a sudden, something else occurred to him, and he asked: "Senior Brother Feng, how does one look into this Jade Slip? It seems to be sealed..." "This Jade Slip is a Heritage Jade Slip, especially ’sealed’ to prevent the loss of heritage," Ouyang Feng explained. "One must know the ’Secret Pattern’ to unseal it and view its contents." "Sealed, Secret Pattern?" Mo Hua was taken aback. "Is this ’Secret Pattern’ a ’Formation Pattern’?" "This..." Ouyang Feng hesitated. His knowledge in Array Formation was not very deep, and he couldn’t clarify the intricacies involved. Murong Caiyun then said, "You could say that..." "The so-called ’sealing’ naturally involves using an array to seal and the ’Secret Pattern’ for unsealing is naturally a classified Formation Pattern." "This is also considered a special application of array formation, just in a different form and different terminology." Mo Hua understood. In other words, as long as he grasped the array methods within and cracked the "Secret Pattern" sealing it, he could access the heritage inside the Jade Slip! Ouyang Feng saw Mo Hua’s eyes spinning, unsure of what he was thinking, but still felt compelled to caution: 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺 "This Jade Slip is not meant for learning." "If I’m not mistaken, what’s sealed inside should be Sever Gold Sect’s movement technique, Escape Gold Technique..." "This is the heritage of Sever Gold Sect, unauthorized learning of it would result in them holding you accountable..." "Moreover, since this Jade Slip is stolen, Sever Gold Sect will undoubtedly have a record of it, and learning in secret won’t be allowed..." Mo Hua nodded and said, "Don’t worry, Senior Brother Feng." It didn’t matter if he didn’t study this particular Jade Slip; he had two others... He just didn’t know what secrets were sealed within those two Jade Slips... Mo Hua planned to return to the Sect and quietly study them, to see if he could use his knowledge of array formations to decode the "Secret Pattern" sealing the Heritage Jade Slip, and access the heritage of Sever Gold Sect... Even if he didn’t learn it, studying and critiquing it to deepen his understanding of Sword techniques would still be beneficial. Perhaps it could even lay the foundation and pave the way for his study of the Taixu Divine Thought into Sword True Jue... Ouyang Feng looked up at the sky and asked: "Junior Brother Mo, is there anything else you would like to ask?" Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly. He already knew quite a bit. And what he didn’t know, he probably couldn’t find out at the moment. Besides, Senior Sister Murong didn’t want him to ask any more questions, for fear that he might cause further trouble for that "Big Han" who could be at death’s door... Murong Caiyun nodded, "Then I’ll signal, and call over the Xie family’s cultivators." "Okay," replied Ouyang Feng. Soon after, Murong Caiyun took out a message paper and set off a firework. Mo Hua began to tidy up the scene, covering up any signs of his "torture" during interrogation, and the searching of bodies and storage bags. Ouyang Feng considerately helped him from the sidelines, pointing out any oversights from the perspective of a bystander. Soon enough, the Xie family’s cultivators arrived. Seeing the Big Han lying unconscious on the ground, their expressions were astounded, and their glances towards Mo Hua and the others had a hint of subtlety. It didn’t seem like gratitude, but rather... Mo Hua pondered for a moment. Regret? Regret for asking for their help? Or regret that they were beaten to the punch by Mo Hua and the others, who’d caught the Big Han and now felt remorseful? Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened slightly. There was indeed something fishy about the Xie family... But it wasn’t his place to intervene. Their task was already complete. Soon, Murong Caiyun began to negotiate with the Xie family regarding the details of the undertaking and the matters of Merit Points. During the conversation, many questions were brushed aside by Murong Caiyun. Questions like, how they caught the Big Han. How the Big Han became unconscious. The nature of his knee injury. Who had forced him to kneel... and so on. Murong Caiyun’s tone was gentle, essentially saying that they encountered him while patrolling and effortlessly knocked him out. During the struggle, a spell had hit his knee, resulting in the wound. The Xie family wanted to continue questioning, but Ouyang Feng sternly faced them down with a gaze sharp as a sword. The Xie family’s cultivators no longer dared to ask. From this, Mo Hua guessed that the Ouyang Family must carry significant influence. Once the matter was handled, the trio didn’t linger and set out to leave Bishan City. However, as they departed, Mo Hua looked back at the misty and extraordinary Bishan City, feeling vaguely that this incident was probably not over yet... ... The carriage left Bishan City, heading towards the Qian Xue State Boundary. Midway, Mo Hua bid farewell to Senior Sister Murong and Senior Brother Feng and got off the carriage. "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I just remembered something I need to take care of, so I will get off here. I’ll return to the Sect on my own tomorrow." Murong Caiyun and Ouyang Feng were both taken aback, looking at the desolate mountains around and couldn’t help but ask: "What business do you have here?" Mo Hua replied with a smile, "I have a Taoist Friend living alone in the mountains. He’s quite lonely, so I’m going to pay him a visit." "A Taoist Friend?" "Yes." "Living in these mountains?" Murong Caiyun looked around at the desolate wilderness, which seemed uninhabited, and questioned further. Mo Hua chuckled, "He’s a bit shy." "Well, alright then," Murong Caiyun sighed, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at Mo Hua. "Be careful." "Don’t worry, Senior Sister!" Mo Hua assured with a smile. After bidding them farewell, he turned and walked towards the deep mountains... Deep in the mountains, there was a dilapidated temple, and within that temple was a Mountain God. The Mountain God was fretting, on the verge of tears, and it was soon to be forced to meet someone it absolutely did not want to see...