The Taixu Sect Master sighed.
This name he hears from time to time.
Eventually, after the Elder Council’s discussion, the Sect Leader specially approved that the progress of the monster hunting course be advanced, allowing disciples to directly transition from theory to practice, entering the Refining Demon Mountain to hunt monsters.
The monster hunting course usually lasts a whole day.
Thus, besides regular breaks, Taixu Sect disciples had extra time each period to remain in the Refining Demon Mountain for hunting.
Mo Hua now feels at home in the Refining Demon Mountain.
Besides, he also encountered Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao.
The demon hunting progress of the Taixu Gate and Chongxu Sect disciples wasn’t as fast, but upon hearing that Taixu Gate had already allowed disciples to extensively enter the mountain, they too didn’t want to lag behind, so they hurriedly relaxed the restrictions.
Since the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons incident, this was the first meeting of the three.
Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao were extremely grateful to Mo Hua.
After all, in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the group faced life and death together, and ultimately it was Mo Hua who saved them, allowing them to escape safely, marking a "life-debt" friendship.
"Brother Mo, whatever happens in the future, feel free to tell me, I will definitely do it!"
Ouyang Mu said with a serious and solemn face.
Linghu Xiao added: "Same here."
Mo Hua waved his hand generously, saying: "It’s just a small matter, don’t mind it."
Since it was still "class" time, they could only occasionally meet and chat briefly, unable to say much.
But their relationship had grown more familiar.
Mo Hua also secretly shared with Ouyang Mu some sword casting insights he "extorted" from Sword Bone, allowing him to secretly view and learn, advancing his sword casting skills.
Ouyang Mu, in turn, looked at Mo Hua as if he were an older brother.
As for Linghu Xiao, Mo Hua directly and openly began calling him "Xiao Xiao."
He had always wanted to call him that, just didn’t feel comfortable due to lack of familiarity before.
Linghu Xiao was a bit annoyed.
Probably because this name didn’t match his solitary and high-cold personality.
Nor did it fit the demeanor of a future Great Sword Cultivator destined to reach the pinnacle of Sword Dao.
But urged by Mo Hua’s "debt of gratitude," he had no choice but to "accept" it begrudgingly.
Moreover, as Mo Hua continued calling him, he got used to it.
Surely, until now, only Mo Hua dared call him "Xiao Xiao" in person.
These two words he only allowed Mo Hua to call, no one else.
After all, Mo Hua had saved his life, setting him apart from others.
This is the bottom line he’s willing to endure as an aloof Sword Dao genius, and the last bit of "stubbornness" he had.