c2467: 9: Farewell (Part 2)

Li San slowly nodded.

Elder You asked him, "Do you know why I’m telling you all this?"

After a moment’s thought, Li San replied, "It’s because Elder You trusts me."

Elder You nodded, "In business, trust is the most important thing. You must remember this."

Li San nodded.

Elder You glanced at Li San, feeling somewhat puzzled. Why was this inexplicable Li San so loyal to him?

After all, he was just a puppet disciple abandoned by the Demon Sect.

But this "loyalty" wouldn’t be faked.

Elder You had met countless people and could naturally see that Li San was genuinely, wholeheartedly loyal to him.

Moreover, his loyalty was somewhat fervent.

For those who do business, loyalty is the most valuable asset. It is also the quality they most lack.

Therefore, Elder You cherished it greatly.

"From today onwards, you are my confidant. In everything, just follow my orders. I can ensure your Core Formation and help you achieve great success."

Core Formation! Great success!

The promise from the Demon Sect Token of "Elder You" was indeed fulfilled.

Li San felt ecstatic and cupped his hands, saying, "Li San will go through fire and water without any hesitation."

Elder You nodded in satisfaction, "Let’s go."

"Yes."

The two of them continued walking towards the southern state boundary, one behind the other.

Elder You walked in front.

Li San, following behind, had eyes burning with fervent faith in "Elder You."

But neither of them knew who the real "Elder You" was, whom Li San was truly loyal to...

...

Li State, Tongxian City.

In a small courtyard, Mo Hua sat at an Eight Immortals Table, looking up towards the southern sky, with a look of confusion and seriousness.

The higher the sun rose, the more intense the Li Fire became.

This meant that the situation in the Great Wilderness was very bleak.

Mo Hua sighed softly, knowing it was time to leave again.

He turned back to look at the lush pagoda tree, the childhood courtyard, the bustling Tongxian City, and the distant Big Black Mountain, feeling a sense of loss.

These scenes would only exist in memory once again.

Who knows when they will be seen again?

Having made up his mind, Mo Hua slightly calculated, determining that three days later would be a good day, which was the day he would set out.

In the next three days, he would bid a simple farewell to some elders and friends.

He first visited Instructor Yan.

Instructor Yan was now considered the Sect Leader of the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect, and his cultivation had broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Instructor Yan’s wife, Shen Ru, was also just a step away from reaching Foundation Establishment.

The couple received Mo Hua in the newly built Minor Hidden Spirit Sect.

Instructor Yan, once full of vengeance and bitterness and quite stern, had avenged his great enmity and married, so his demeanor became much more composed and gentle, displaying an elegant stature. Standing with his wife, Shen Ru, they seemed very compatible.

Mo Hua was happy for the couple as well.

Instructor Yan and Mo Hua drank tea while discussing formations.

Shen Ru, seeing that Mo Hua was already a Second-Grade High-level Formation Master at such a young age, couldn’t help but feel astonished.

After a while of chatting, Manager Mo arrived.

In retrospect, Mo Hua’s relationship with Manager Mo was quite profound. If not for the formation patterns he drew for Manager Mo back then to earn spirit stones, he might not have become the "Junior Formation Master" of Tongxian City, let alone gradually achieve what he had today.

However, the former Manager Mo was now "Elder Mo."

The business of the Formation Pavilion was difficult, and being a steward offered no future. He also had to support his family, so he ended up following his brother, Instructor Yan, in the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect, becoming an elder who usually taught disciples formations. Of course, he handled all manner of odd and tough tasks as well.

Though called "Elder," he still did plenty of "steward" work.

Yet, reviving the sect was inherently more meaningful than guarding a small Formation Pavilion.

So, Manager Mo was quite content.

Upon entering, Mo Hua greeted him, "Manager Mo, how are you?"

"Good, good..."