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"...His little head was always a bit naughty..."
"Let's have a look..."
"Yeah."
Mo Hua's Divine Sense was unceasing.
Bai Zisheng and another were perceptive of Mo Hua's Divine Sense. Cloaked with a concealing cape and with their figures hidden, they found the secret chamber amidst the chaos of the Stone Palace.
The secret chamber was cramped but exquisitely crafted, with a sinister sacrificial altar situated above.
Atop the altar lay bones, burning white candles dripped with corpse oil, casting a ghostly light.
Below the altar was a white coffin.
The Divine Sense of Mo Hua emanated from within the coffin.
When Bai Zisheng saw the white coffin, his expression was one of astonishment. Then, with a pained look, he cried out:
"Little junior brother, he's dead!"
Bai Zixi shot him a glance, "How could his Divine Sense emit from him were he dead?"
Bai Zisheng paused, his pained expression faded as he scratched his head and begrudgingly said:
"Oh, right..."
In a clear voice, Bai Zixi said:
"Open the coffin."
Bai Zisheng nodded. After inspecting the coffin for a moment and understanding its structure, he pulled out the nails from the four corners with brute strength. Then he broke the fastenings of the lid and slowly lifted it.
Inside the coffin lay a familiar figure.
It was indeed their junior brother, Mo Hua!
Mo Hua's complexion was somewhat pale, his eyes deeper than before, and there seemed to be a lustrous light within them, both familiar and somewhat strange.
Bai Zisheng's face first showed joy, then became stern:
"How can you prove you're my junior brother?"
Mo Hua gave him a look, "Idiot!"
Bai Zisheng heaved a sigh of relief and calmed down.
That demeanor and the familiar tone were indeed those of his little junior brother...
In a soft voice, Bai Zixi said, "Are you alright...?"
Her expression was calm, but her eyes shone like a brook under the autumn sun, warm and radiant.
Mo Hua was momentarily lost in thought, then replied with a bright smile:
"I'm fine."
Bai Zixi blinked and nodded her head.
Curious, Bai Zisheng asked, "How did you end up locked in there?"
"Lu Chengyun wanted to dispose of me once I've served my purpose," Mo Hua said.
Bai Zisheng became furious, "That's outrageous! Bullying my junior brother is bullying me, trying to kill my junior brother is akin to trying to kill me!"
He pounded his chest and assured Mo Hua:
"Don't worry, I'll slaughter him for you!"
"He's at Foundation Establishment..."
"Foundation Establishment, still slaughter!"
"Alright then..."
Mo Hua wasn't sure if he was bluffing, but he still felt grateful at heart.
"But what does 'dispose of me once I've served my purpose' entail?" Bai Zisheng asked, curious again.
"It means using me as a sacrifice, feeding his Contemplation Map with my Divine Sense," Mo Hua explained succinctly.
"Where is that map?"
"I 'ate' it..."
"How did you 'eat' again..."
Bai Zisheng uttered with a mix of frustration and resignation, then muttered, "I can't decide if you're the offering, or if the map is your offering..."
"So has your Divine Sense grown stronger again?" Bai Zisheng asked.
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded modestly:
"Got a bit stronger, thirteen stripes..."
Even Bai Zixi was taken aback by this revelation.