What he didn’t know was that Mo Hua had already groped out the spell point of Planting Devil in Taoist Heart: he could not only toy with others’ minds, but also with his own.
If you want to fool others, you must first fool yourself.
As long as he believed he hadn’t killed anyone, then he would truly take it as if he hadn’t killed anyone.
The karma was still there, but at least you couldn’t see any ripple of emotion on his face.
Mo Hua was utterly composed, but Luo Master was not.
He couldn’t help feeling guilty, and moreover, whenever he thought of the person he was about to meet—a Third Grade Canglang Sect, that Golden Core Realm Sect Leader Duan like a ferocious tiger, a ravenous wolf, whose very name struck fear—his legs began to tremble, and cold sweat ran down his back.
Mo Hua said, "Relax a little, don’t be nervous. This is all small stuff."
Luo Master’s expression was taut with nerves. "Young Master Mo, what should I say later?"
Mo Hua said simply, "You don’t need to say much later. Just say you escorted me all the way to Canglang City."
Luo Master was still uneasy. "Will that really work?"
Mo Hua nodded. "Rest easy. He not only won’t suspect you, he might even thank you."
Luo Master could only smile bitterly.
Like this, another hour passed. Just as Luo Master was sitting as if on pins and needles, a string of footsteps came from outside the hall.
A man wearing a wolfskin cloak, with dense Cultivation, a stern and gloomy demeanor, and eyes that opened and closed like a hawk and a wolf, strode into the hall.
The atmosphere of the entire hall instantly grew oppressive.
Mo Hua rose and saluted. "Sect Leader, long time no see."
The Canglang Sect Sect Leader showed a smile that was dignified yet not without warmth. "Brother Mo, I failed to welcome you from afar."
Mo Hua also smiled. "I’ve come to disturb you without warning. I hope Sect Leader won’t take offense."
The Canglang Sect Sect Leader shook his head. "For Brother Mo to come in person, I, Duan, couldn’t ask for more. Tongxian City is too small a place. For a dragon among men like Brother Mo, how can you dwell in a corner and waste such great talent?"
Mo Hua cupped his hands. "Sect Leader flatters me."
The two chatted and laughed freely, leaving everyone present, including quite a few Canglang Sect Cultivators, inwardly astonished.
After all, the Sect Leader had always been ruthless and almost never showed a smile.
Those who could make him treat them with such courtesy were few and far between even in all of Canglang City.
The Canglang Sect Sect Leader reminisced with Mo Hua for a bit, then took the seat at the head. His sharp gaze swept once over Luo Master.
Luo Master’s whole body shook.
The pressure of a Golden Core was not something a Cultivator at Foundation Establishment Early Stage like him could bear.
Let alone that just outside the city, he had killed a Canglang Sect Elder and six Disciples.
The Canglang Sect Sect Leader said mildly, "This is... the chief escort of the Luo family’s escort agency?"
Luo Master hurriedly stood up and bowed. "Yes."
The Canglang Sect Sect Leader’s gaze tightened slightly in some confusion, and he asked, "Luo Master, why are you together with Young Master Mo?"
"Young Master Mo... doesn’t know the way. By chance, he met me at the state boundary of the Small Realm Market, and then returned to Canglang City together with the convoy of our escort agency."
Luo Master was nervous, but still followed what Mo Hua had taught him.
The Canglang Sect Sect Leader gave Luo Master a once-over. Seeing him cowed by his aura and looking uneasy, he only felt that was normal. After a moment’s thought, he slightly nodded and said approvingly:
"In that case... I must thank you, Luo Master."
Thank... me...
Luo Master froze, not knowing for a moment what reaction he was supposed to have.