Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian sat in meditation under the protection of two people, one healing and the other suppressing the poison.
Mo Hua also sat for a while and felt that the ground was a bit cold.
This Dragon King Temple is in the middle of the Mistwater River, soaked in water qi, and chillingly cold.
Earlier during the fight and traveling it was fine, but now that everything had quieted down, sitting on the ground, he felt a bit cold.
Mo Hua took out a warm blanket and wrapped himself up, turned to look at Gu Changhuai and the others, thought for a moment, and then took out a few blankets, giving one to each person.
He often went out and camped frequently, so furry blankets were a must-have in his Storage Bag.
This habit developed back when he traveled with his master, junior brother, and junior sister.
Everyone was a bit surprised, but they didn’t refuse, thanking Mo Hua as they received the blankets. After draping them over themselves, they indeed felt warm and couldn’t help but appreciate Mo Hua’s thoughtfulness and care.
Afterward, everyone went silent and meditated to rest.
The surroundings became tranquil.
Mo Hua, wrapped in his blanket, took the opportunity to quietly ponder the matters of the Dragon King Temple.
Some things others might not care about, but he couldn’t let them go unnoticed.
After all, the great dangers within the Dao of Divine Thought, the great crises amongst the Evil Gods and Demon Monsters, none had been witnessed or personally experienced by others, so naturally, they wouldn’t understand.
As for the matters within the Dragon King Temple, at first glance, there might not be much, but upon deeper reflection, there were too many incongruities...
"Is the altar really behind this big door?"
"Could there be other dangers inside?"
"What exactly happened to Mr. Witch, is he hiding other malicious plans?"
"Where is the Dragon Blood?"
"And moreover, what is the reason for all these ruinous remnants... what was being rebuilt? What are they rebuilding?"
"..."
Mo Hua recalled every bit along the way, pondering the answers in his mind and then verifying back and forth.
Lost in thought, Mo Hua suddenly froze, sensing a trace of anomaly.
This... the aura of a Formation?
Someone was secretly setting up a Formation?
Who could it be?
Daring to set up a Formation right under his nose?
Mo Hua quietly turned his head, using the dim light within the Dragon King Temple, quietly looked over, and then discovered that the one setting up the Formation...
was actually Master Xiao!
Mo Hua felt a slight shock in his heart, made a slight calculation, and then gently exhaled.
"It’s a Sound Isolation Formation, not any dangerous Killing Formation, Trapping Formation, or Evil Formation..."
Probably wanting to have a secret conversation, fearing others might eavesdrop.
Mo Hua felt at ease.
He resumed his previous train of thought, continuing to ponder, yet as he thought, Mo Hua paused again.
"A secret conversation?"
Mo Hua suddenly became very curious, his eyes slightly brightening.
Someone set up a Sound Isolation Formation right in front of him, to have an unspeakable secret conversation, how could he resist...
Mo Hua pondered a bit, then secretly took out two blankets, wrapping his head as well, pretending to rest, while quietly slipping out from the blankets, then used the Concealment Technique to sneak away.
Cannonical Official Xia, watching Mo Hua sneak away so openly, couldn’t help but open his mouth.
Gu Changhuai, however, was not surprised, even helping to tuck Mo Hua’s blanket tighter, making Mo Hua look more like a "blanket person."
Mo Hua, hidden, quietly approached Master Xiao, stopping a few feet away.
After all, Master Xiao was a Golden Core, so he dared not get too close.
Mo Hua looked around, found a corner, squatted down, raised his head, and peered stealthily, discovering that Master Xiao was within the range of the Sound Isolation Formation, talking to Water Yama about something.
Their expressions were grave, voices low, clearly discussing something confidential.
"Confidential matter..."
Mo Hua felt an itch in his heart, thought for a moment, and released his Divine Thought very "gently," perceiving the Sound Isolation Formation on the ground.
This Sound Isolation Formation was of the Second Grade.
In the Second Grade Territory, only Second Grade Formations could be used.
Since it was a Second Grade Formation, that made it simple.
Mo Hua performed a slight inference in his mind, calculating the intervals of Spiritual Power flow within the Sound Isolation Formation, which was the internal "flaw" of the Formation.
Then he took out a silver needle inscribed with the "Stealing Sound Array" using fine engraving techniques, flicked it lightly with a finger, and sent the silver needle into the flaw of the Sound Isolation Formation.