He vaguely remembered the elder’s words:
“These days, I occasionally feel a terrifying premonition…”
“It seems like there is great terror ahead, extremely dangerous, with unpredictable life and death.”
“Yet, if we can suppress the Corpse Mine, save the city of South Yue City, even the cultivators across the state boundary, perhaps we can accumulate a good deed. That might give us a glimmer of hope when facing a life or death situation…”
The elder’s gaze sharpened, “Now it seems, this cause and effect, has manifested through this child!”
“Had we not offered our help in South Yue City, calmed the chaos, and earned this good deed, not known this child…”
“Then today, without this child’s rescue…”
“We would have died without a place to bury our bodies!”
The middle-aged cultivator and Young Master Yun were greatly shaken.
The elder felt somewhat emotional, “The workings of cause and effect, and good and evil, are like eating and drinking. Mr. Zhuang gave us a chance to choose then, and it was also a lifeline for us…”
Mr. Zhuang…
All three felt both wonder and complexity in their hearts.
A moment later, Young Master Yun remembered something and suddenly said urgently,
“If that Taoist is a Demon Head, then Brother Little Mo…”
The elder shook his head and said with a bitter smile, “Forget it, we can hardly protect ourselves, let alone think about saving that child…”
Young Master Yun showed a look of shame.
Then the elder comforted him:
“Don’t worry, he is Mr. Zhuang’s disciple, he should be fine…”
In the broken temple, Mo Hua’s eyes were bright and shiny, his little face flushed as he roasted fish and sweet potatoes, that scene reemerged in their minds.
The elder sighed in his heart.
He is indeed Mr. Zhuang’s disciple, with such a strong nature…
To be traveling with a Demon Head like that Taoist and still have the leisure to roast things to eat…
And even though they had offended that “Taoist,” saving themselves, that “Taoist” didn’t get angry and even let them go…
The elder found it somewhat incredulous.
Their lineage, proficient in the divination of heavenly secrets, had long heard of that Taoist’s notorious cruelty.
That Taoist was never easy to deal with.
He had never seen him be so “tolerant,” or so “indulgent” to anyone…
The elder sighed, “The righteous may have the protection of the heavens. We should… just return from here.”