The traitor from the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect deceived his master and annihilated his ancestors, likely falling into the Demon Path and refining corpses for others.
As for Instructor Yan... if his heart were set on revenge and he spared no means, it’s also possible that he has gone astray.
Mo Hua sighed, deeply worried about Instructor Yan.
He hoped that Instructor Yan would be safe and sound, and also hoped that Yan wouldn’t be blinded by obsession and stray onto the wrong path, committing some sort of misdeed.
Instructor Yan was undoubtedly upright, but even the most upright person could momentarily be driven to desperate measures in a surge of anger.
Bai Zisheng asked, "Should we go look for Zhang Quan?"
Mo Hua nodded, "We must."
Now, all the clues lay with Zhang Quan.
The death of the Mining Cultivator, the method of Corpse Refinement, the hiding place for the corpses, the complete Formation Diagram of the Ultimate Formation, and Instructor Yan’s whereabouts.
All these, it was estimated, were related to Zhang Quan.
Bai Zisheng’s eyes lit up as he rubbed his hands together in anticipation, "Then let’s get going early, I want to slaughter him!"
The thought of Zhang Quan’s actions in refining corpses had been infuriating him these past few days.
Bai Zisheng had deliberately learned a few Taoist Skills, planning to use Zhang Quan for practice.
Then he grew somewhat worried,
"After so many days, can we still find him?"
"It’s hard to say, but there are still some clues."
Mo Hua nodded and then took out the Compass Parent-Child Disk.
On the disk, of the original three bright spots, only one remained.
This meant that one of the Compass Child Formations was still on Zhang Quan.
It could be that the needle was hidden so well that Zhang Quan had not discovered it.
Alternatively, it could be that he did find it, but deliberately left it there as bait, luring Mo Hua to come over and walk into an ambush.
Regardless, Mo Hua was determined to take a look.
He put the zombie back into the coffin and drew both Golden Lock Formation and Cold Ice Formation on it to lock the coffin and use the Cold Ice Formation to store the Walking Corpse at a low temperature.
It was precaution to prevent the Walking Corpse from escaping or decomposing.
The next morning, as soon as dawn broke, Mo Hua called upon Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, and the three left Tongxian City. In a secluded place, they concealed their presence, then hastened towards the wild mountains west of South Yue City using movement techniques.
Mo Hua had looked over the Map of South Yue City.
The bright spot on the Compass Mother Formation Disk corresponded to the location of the wild mountains to the west of the city.
These wild mountains, similar to mining mountains, bore no minerals to be excavated and had no other resources. Therefore, Cultivators seldom visited, leaving them desolate.
The vegetation on the mountains was stunted, mostly pale green or gray-brown.
The exposed mountain rocks were dry and white.
Weeds rooted in the crevices of the rocks.
Occasionally, unknown Monster Beasts would emit strange cries from who-knows-where, echoing through the empty mountains.
Mo Hua crouched behind a large boulder, staring at the Compass Disk.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi leaned over to look as well.
The moving point on the disk was extremely suspicious, constantly meandering through the mountains, unpredictably east and west, as if evading something or deliberately concealing itself, with no discernible pattern.
What was this Zhang Quan up to?
The three exchanged glances, all a bit puzzled.
"Could it be a trap?" Bai Zisheng said.
"If it were a trap, he should have stopped to set up an ambush, right? What’s the point of running around?"
"True..." Bai Zisheng nodded, then speculated, "Could it be that he discovered the needle, removed it, and then stuck it onto a mountain pig or some other Monster Beast?"
Mo Hua stroked his chin, "That’s possible..."
Bai Zisheng suggested, "Let’s go take a look. If it’s Zhang Quan, we’ll capture him. If it’s a mountain pig, we’ll see whether it eats meat or grass..."
Mo Hua was taken aback, "What difference does it make whether it eats meat or grass?"
"If it eats meat, then we’ll just slaughter it, no need to worry further; if it eats grass, after slaughtering it, we’ll need to bring it back, I feel like eating pork..."
Bai Zisheng looked at Mo Hua with anticipation.
Bai Zixi sighed softly.
Mo Hua’s expression was complicated, "I’m not going to cook it for you."
Bai Zisheng defended his position, "I don’t really mind, it’s mainly to show filial respect to Instructor..."
"I’ll slaughter the pig, you’ll cook it, and then we’ll give Instructor a taste. But obviously, Instructor can’t finish it by himself and as a disciple, naturally, I have to relieve Instructor of his worries..."
Bai Zisheng’s calculation was making loud noises.