299 Evil Demon_1
Mo Hua bid farewell to Mr. Zhuang, walked through the bamboo grove, crossed the meadow, passed the pond, and soon arrived under the big locust tree.
Underneath the locust tree, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were reading.
Seeing Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng’s eyes lit up, and he hastily tossed aside the book in his hands, asking,
“Where have you been? Haven’t seen you around lately.”
Mo Hua opened the food box and shared the beef and cakes that his mother had prepared with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
“I got held up by some matters.”
Bai Zisheng nodded and didn’t ask further, focusing on eating his beef.
He was simple-minded; when there was meat to eat, he generally stopped thinking about anything else.
Mo Hua thought for a while, then asked him, “Zisheng, when do you plan to reach Foundation Establishment?”
Bai Zisheng corrected him, “You should call me Brother Bai!”
Mo Hua ignored him.
While eating the meat from Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng felt obliged to answer,
“There’s still some time. I need to solidify my foundation first before I can establish it.”
Mo Hua nodded in understanding.
It seemed that Mr. Zhuang was right. Disciples from Noble Clans or Sects, who wanted to go far on the Tao Cultivation path, would not covet short-term achievements; starting from the Qi Refinement Realm, they will refine their realm and lay a solid foundation.
Bai Zisheng then asked Mo Hua, “Are you planning on establishing your foundation?”
“Yes, I’m at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, so I too need to start planning early.”
While Bai Zixi nibbled on pastries, she looked up at Mo Hua and suddenly paused, frowning as she said,
“Your Divine Sense…”
Upon hearing this, Bai Zisheng also took a good look at Mo Hua and immediately gasped in shock, “Mo Hua, what’s wrong with your Divine Sense?”
“Oh, I established my foundation with my Divine Sense ahead of time.”
Mo Hua tried to act nonchalant but still couldn’t hide a hint of pride in his eyes.
Bai Zisheng’s mouth fell open, and Bai Zixi stared at him in stunned silence, forgetting all about her pastries.
“Impossible!” Bai Zisheng exclaimed.
“Why is it impossible?”
“Qi Refinement Cultivators can’t possibly have a Divine Sense of the Foundation Establishment level.”
“Well, let’s just leave it at that then,” Mo Hua said indifferently.
Bai Zisheng scrutinized Mo Hua from every angle, still finding it hard to believe, “Have you really established your Divine Sense?”
“Didn’t you say it was impossible?”
Bai Zisheng scratched his head, murmuring,
“It shouldn’t be possible, I’ve never heard of the Divine Sense establishing foundation ahead…”
Mo Hua pinched a piece of pastry and placed it in his mouth, happily chewing away.
“How did you establish your Divine Sense?” Bai Zisheng couldn’t help but ask again.
“Brother!” Bai Zixi’s voice was crisp, with a tinge of reproach in her tone.
Only then did Bai Zisheng remember, and said with an apologetic air,
“I shouldn’t have asked. Every cultivator has their own fortunes which they usually don’t share with others.”
“It’s fine,” Mo Hua waved his hand and said, “But I can’t tell you just yet. If there’s a chance in the future, I will.”
He had only discussed the Contemplation Map with Mr. Zhuang so far, since it related to the Sea of Consciousness, and with the Taoist Stele there too, it was better the fewer people who knew about it.
At least for now, he shouldn’t tell Bai Zisheng.
Seeing how forthright Mo Hua was, Bai Zisheng nodded and said, “Alright!”
Mo Hua smiled.
Upon seeing Mo Hua’s smile, Bai Zisheng suddenly flinched and couldn’t help asking,
“Why did you suddenly start smiling so creepily? There’s even an evil aura about you.”
Mo Hua was slightly taken aback, then remembered that the evil thoughts of the Little Green-faced Ghost occasionally surfaced; when he smiled, it carried the same eerie evil aura as the ghost.
Mo Hua rubbed his cheek, “It’s nothing, my brain is just a bit off from eating something wrong, it’ll pass soon.”
Bai Zisheng listened, bewildered, but did not delve deeper. Instead, he asked curiously:
“What have you been up to recently?”
Mo Hua thought for a moment. He couldn’t discuss the Contemplation Map, but the affairs of Black Mountain Stronghold, telling Bai Zisheng and the others, should be fine.
Moreover, they were disciples of the Bai Family, with a deep family learning tradition; perhaps they might know some other clues.