"Furthermore, I want to uncover the truth and not allow these Mining Cultivators to have died in vain."
Of course, there was also a key point: the Ultimate Formation.
Mo Hua had sensed the malevolent presence of an Ultimate Formation emanating from the bodies of the dead Mining Cultivators.
He wanted to know what this Ultimate Formation was and why it carried an evil aura.
And who exactly was using this Formation to harm people...
However, he did not reveal the matter about the Ultimate Formation to Situ Fang.
After pondering for a while, Situ Fang nodded, "Alright."
Then she added a word of caution:
"But you must be careful, this matter is probably more complex than it seems. If something goes wrong, you must run immediately."
"Their power is great, but only within South Yue City."
"Once you leave South Yue City, you'll be back in Tongxian City, your own territory, and you won't have to fear anything."
Mo Hua's gaze flickered, indicating that Situ Fang had also sensed something.
Mo Hua nodded and said, "All right!"
...
Although determined to investigate, the clues were limited.
Mo Hua wanted to first examine the bodies of the Mining Cultivators.
He wanted to use his Divine Sense to feel the deathly Filthy Qi on the bodies and find out what it was and how it differed from the usual natural essences.
He also wanted to perform further calculations, to see if he could obtain more clues about the Ultimate Formation.
After the mine shaft was cleared, the bodies of the Mining Cultivators were sealed within the Taoist Court.
Mo Hua followed Situ Fang to the Taoist Court, only to be informed that the bodies had already been cremated by the families.
Mo Hua's gaze became slightly focused.
Situ Fang also frowned deeply, "Who permitted this?"
"Who else?" The coroner curled his lips and, seeing no one around, pointed upwards with his hand.
Upwards—that would be the Court Leader of South Yue City.
Mo Hua quietly made calculations in his heart.
To hastily dispose of the corpses like this...
The problem with this Court Leader seemed quite severe.
It also indicated that indeed, these corpses harbored some unspeakable secrets.
Situ Fang's eyes flickered, evidently sharing the same thought.
They hadn't considered confronting the Court Leader either, because such an action would be meaningless.
"Let's go ask the families of the Mining Cultivators," suggested Mo Hua.
Situ Fang nodded in agreement.
These Mining Cultivators lived in residential houses near the mines.
Their houses were incredibly cramped, filthy, and in complete disarray, suffused with foul air.
The Mining Cultivators living inside all had disheveled appearances and dirty faces.
At this noontime, many were eating plain congee mixed with hard, black pickles.
The congee was mixed with flour, and it contained but few grains of rice.
Children, equally grimy, ran back and forth through the narrow alleyways.
Situ Fang showed a look of pity.
Even Mo Hua, accustomed to seeing Loose Cultivators in poverty, sighed lightly.
Even among Loose Cultivators, these Mining Cultivators were almost the poorest of the lot.
Mo Hua had always thought that the Loose Cultivators of Tongxian City had it tough.
But the further one traveled and the more one saw, the more one encountered the depths of poverty.
It appeared Elder Yu was right, "The Loose Cultivators of Tongxian City suffer greatly, but beyond Tongxian City, those who suffer more than Tongxian's Cultivators are even more numerous..."
Mo Hua's gaze became inscrutable as he silently pondered something.
Situ Fang led Mo Hua to the front of a dilapidated house.
The door of the house was closed.
Situ Fang inquired with the neighbors and found out that after the Taoist Court had cremated the bodies and returned them, the household went to bury the deceased Mining Cultivator.
The burial place was a large wasteland to the south.
It was a mass grave.