Old Kui sighed, "I did not expect his ’Planting Devil in Taoist Heart’ to be cultivated to this extent..."
Mr. Zhuang remained silent.
Old Kui said, "You’re in big trouble now."
Mr. Zhuang replied, "Debts many worry not, lice plenty itch not, it doesn’t matter anymore."
Old Kui let out a cold snort, then frowned, asking curiously, "What on earth did he do?"
"How would I know?"
"He is your senior brother, how could you not know?"
"I’ve never cultivated ’Planting Devil in Taoist Heart’..."
After thinking for a while, Old Kui said, "Tell me the principles of ’Planting Devil in Taoist Heart’, and I’ll grant you one request."
Mr. Zhuang was taken aback, "Really?"
Old Kui looked at him and spoke indifferently, "Didn’t you say you didn’t know?"
Mr. Zhuang said, "I might know."
"My word is my bond," said Old Kui.
Mr. Zhuang pondered for a moment, his gaze growing somber, and explained:
"The so-called ’Planting Devil in Taoist Heart’ is a demon spell that utilizes Divine Sense."
"This spell allows one to split their Divine Thought and nurture a Demon Seed, planting it atop someone else’s Sea of Consciousness, destroying their Taoist Heart, driving them into the Demon Path, or causing their Taoist Heart to collapse, turning into a Walking Corpse, to be toyed with at will..."
Old Kui frowned, "It doesn’t sound difficult."
"Things concerning Divine Sense always sound easy, but are extremely difficult in practice. Otherwise ’Planting Devil in Taoist Heart’ wouldn’t be one of the ten great Forbidden Techniques of the Demon Path," Mr. Zhuang stated.
"So what’s the deal with Feng Xi? What has Gui Tao’s people done?"
Mr. Zhuang spoke lightly, "It’s quite simple. He first implanted a Demon Thought in someone, had them go to Black Mountain Stronghold to die, and after their corpse fed the pigs, this strand of Demon Thought naturally entered the body of the Pig Monster."
"Ordinarily within the body of Monster Beasts, a human’s Demon Thought wouldn’t last long. But someone kept feeding the pigs with humans, and this strand of Demon Thought survived by devouring human Divine Senses, so while it appeared to have one face, in truth it had many, and though it seemed to have one voice, there were many speaking."
"Once the timing was ripe, it took over and commanded the entire Big Demon."
"Within the state boundary, the Big Demon is invincible. With his Demon Thought controlling the Big Demon, he could do almost anything he wished, and even the Taoist Court and the Great Clans could not thwart him..."
Old Kui remarked, "Your senior brother is far smarter than you."
Mr. Zhuang faltered, then quickly thought again, "He is smarter than me, but it’s a pity that he fell into my disciple’s hands... Well, in other words, it’s as good as falling into my own hands."
After saying this, Mr. Zhuang nodded to himself.
Lucky for him to have had the foresight to accept Mo Hua as his nominal disciple and teach him the Great Formation.
And indeed, Mo Hua actually learned and established the Great Formation himself and exhausted the Big Demon’s Blood Qi using the Five Elements Slaughter Demon Great Formation, forcing Gui Tao to reveal his Demon Thought.
Therefore, he considered this a victory for himself.
Old Kui couldn’t help but say, "Have some shame."
Mr. Zhuang ignored the comment.
Old Kui furrowed his brow again, "The Great Formation killed the Big Demon, but now it’s alive again, shrouded in death energy, half-corpse and half-ghost. The cultivators of Tongxian City alone can’t cope with it, can they?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed, "We can only delay."
"Waiting for the Taoist Court to take action?" Old Kui’s gaze grew sharp.
Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Within this half-dead Feng Xi’s body is the Demon Thought planted by Gui Tao’s people. The Taoist Court is bound to want to capture its Demon Thought for research, but..."
But he did not know whether Tongxian City could hold out...
Once the half-corpse, half-ghost Feng Xi entered the city, the cultivators of Tongxian City would likely still face a great calamity.
Mr. Zhuang did not spell it out, but both men knew it well.
Old Kui’s gaze also grew somber.
"So..." Mr. Zhuang’s eyebrows arched as he spoke again, "about the request I just made."
Old Kui had a bad premonition.
"If Feng Xi enters the city, you die once and give a hand," Mr. Zhuang said.
Talking in circles, it turned out he was scheming against himself here.
Old Kui looked conflicted, "You Formation Masters have such filthy hearts."
Mr. Zhuang humbly said, "It’s said that water that is too clear has no fish, my heart is only slightly dirty."
Old Kui said, "Tongxian City should have nothing to do with you, right? Why the good heart?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed, "I am, after all, a gentleman, and before leaving, I ought to do something for my disciple."
The cultivators of a city were either Mo Hua’s kin or acquaintances.
He could accept living with regrets himself, but he did not want his younger brother to experience the same bitterness.
Mr. Zhuang’s gaze dropped, tinged with melancholy.