The affairs of Black Mountain Stronghold had essentially come to a close.
The identity of the Patriarch of the Qian Family had been exposed, and the Qian Family could no longer rely on Black Mountain Stronghold to commit evil acts.
Without the support of the Qian Family, Black Mountain Stronghold could not develop further;
without the backing of Black Mountain Stronghold, the Qian Family could not continue to grow.
Even though the instigator, the Patriarch of the Qian Family, was still in hiding within Big Black Mountain, it was unlikely he could stir up any trouble in the short term.
No matter how strong a Foundation Building Cultivator is, without the support of a clan or power, he is just a Foundation Building Cultivator, with great cultivation but nowhere to apply it.
Besides, the seriously injured Patriarch of the Qian Family wouldn’t have much strength left.
But to completely wrap up the matter of Black Mountain Stronghold, there were two things left to do:
First was to find the third householder.
He was an Evil Formation Master who could draw Evil Formations and could not be left unattended, or he would undoubtedly bring endless disasters.
Formation Masters were extraordinary to begin with, let alone the third householder who was an Evil Formation Master at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Even if his talent was subpar and he was unwilling to put in effort, still being a first-grade Formation Master, he should not be underestimated.
After all, without those Formations he drew, Black Mountain Stronghold might have been discovered long ago, and it wouldn’t have been able to remain hidden in Big Black Mountain for so long.
The second thing was to hunt down the Patriarch of the Qian Family.
Mo Hua always felt that the Patriarch of the Qian Family wasn’t so simple.
The Patriarch of the Qian Family was very calculating, with more twists and turns in his mind than a rat’s burrows.
The day he was besieged, even though he seemed to be at his wit’s end, the Patriarch of the Qian Family remained too calm.
Mo Hua couldn’t understand.
Did he truly have something to rely on, or was it merely that he was very calculating, with emotions that never showed on his face, even if death was imminent, never exposing the desperate or cornered ugliness?
Mo Hua didn’t know if he still had any conspiracies or schemes.
However, as long as they caught or killed the Patriarch of the Qian Family, all these matters would ultimately settle.
Even if he had any schemes, as long as he took them to his grave, Mo Hua wouldn’t mind.
The first clue Mo Hua found was that of the third householder.
The main householder, hiding within the Qian Family, had already been executed.
And the third householder was very likely still hiding in the depths of the mountains.
Taoist Soldiers were still searching the mountain, and for several days in a row, there had been no news of the third householder or the Patriarch of the Qian Family.
So, Mo Hua volunteered to help with the search.
Ever since he learned the Calculation Method of Divine Sense, his perception of the spiritual power trajectories of formations became even more sensitive.
If the third householder were hiding in the mountains, he would definitely set up formations, and as long as he deployed formations, the running of the formations would generate spiritual power trajectories, shining like bright fires in the dark night, unable to escape the detection of Mo Hua’s Divine Sense.
Leader Yang, worried, decided to accompany Mo Hua into the deep mountains.
The mountains were vast, and Black Mountain Stronghold was only a part of them; besides, there were many desolate, overgrown, and miasmic places without a soul in sight.
Under Leader Yang’s protection, Mo Hua observed his surroundings while extending his Divine Sense, searching for traces of formations.
A Formation Master who does not deploy formations is not a good Formation Master.
As long as a formation is deployed, it can’t hide from Mo Hua’s Divine Sense.
Half a day later, Mo Hua finally spotted traces of a formation on a cliff.
And it was the familiar Concealment Formation!
In the area near Tongxian City, other than himself, probably only the third householder could draw a Concealment Formation.
"Found it?"
Seeing Mo Hua suddenly standing still with a glint in his eyes, Leader Yang asked.
Mo Hua nodded and pointed to the cliff, "It’s nearby."
Leader Yang looked in the direction Mo Hua pointed, seeing the cliff adorned with either strange rocks or bushes, no different from the other cliffs he had seen along the way.
How on earth did he locate that...
"Is it here?" Leader Yang asked for confirmation.
"Yes, a Concealment Formation is deployed here, hiding the traces."
Leader Yang released his Divine Sense again, but he still couldn’t detect anything; the spiritual power of the formation patterns blended with the mountain mists, obscure and elusive; he was not a Formation Master and could not distinguish it.
But he felt embarrassed to let Mo Hua know he couldn’t see anything and so he nodded gravely in agreement, "Indeed so."
"I’ll go in first to take a look," Mo Hua said.
Leader Yang promptly stopped him, "I’ll go with you."
The third householder was an Evil Formation Master, and his hideout in the cave was concealed and filled with unknown dangers, so he feared for Mo Hua’s safety.
Mo Hua shook his head, "I’ll use my Concealment Technique to go in; he won’t see me."