c1391: 772 Magical Treasure_3 (2)

Eventually, the conversation concluded.

Xun Zixian handed the Taixu Elder’s Token back to Xun Ziyou, and expressed, "He is an extremely promising talent; his future in Formation is limitless..."

After finishing, he looked at the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons with a solemn expression, "This child must not be harmed inside this Valley."

Xun Ziyou silently rolled his eyes at him, thinking, "Do you even need to say that?"

Then he sighed again.

So the stalemate had lasted for several days now, just uncertain when a turn of events might occur.

...

Inside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Mo Hua and Elder Xun Zixian spoke for a while, benefiting greatly.

Despite Elder Xun Zixian’s Formation skills were far inferior to Elder Master Xun, his understanding of Formation and his experiences and insights on some Formations were unique as well.

Mo Hua was deeply moved, indeed in thrice-company there is always a teacher.

Never underestimate any Formation Master, always keep a humble heart, think, learn, and ask more.

Moreover, it was about the guesses Elder Xun Zixian provided, regarding "Divine Formation" within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

After a round of conversation, Mo Hua had some vague ideas, but temporarily couldn’t be sure...

On the next day, inside the Chamber of Evil Instruments of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

The old monster cultivator known as Evil Arms Master was still teaching Ouyang Mu to refine Sword Bone and forge Evil Sword.

Ouyang Mu stood between the Blood Pool and Bone Furnace, diligently refining the sword.

Outside the Chamber of Evil Instruments, Jin Gui’s eyes were like snakes; he watched for a while. Seeing Ouyang Mu never slacked off and indeed was forging Evil Sword deeply, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Once Ouyang Mu enters the Demon Path and becomes an Evil Sword Master, everything will be easy..."

Jin Gui left without a trace of emotion.

But what he didn’t know was, externally, Ouyang Mu indeed participated throughout.

But in fact, he hadn’t really engaged in the forging process of the true Evil Path.

This was partly due to Mo Hua teaching him "smooth evasion," and partly because that old monster cultivator turned a blind eye.

Mo Hua found it curious and transmitted to Ouyang Mu:

"Ask the old fellow about his relation with the Ouyang Family."

Ouyang Mu was startled, nodded slightly, then turned to the old monster cultivator and said: "Old..."

Under Mo Hua’s influence, he almost uttered "old fellow."

Ouyang Mu coughed, changed his address, and said softly:

"Old forefather, do you have some... connection with our Ouyang Family?"

The old monster cultivator’s body trembled, he ceased his movements, emitting a strong sense of hostility and unwillingness.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly intensified.

All around was silent, only the sinister green furnace fire crackled, producing oppressive sounds.

Ouyang Mu swallowed his saliva, lowered his eyes slightly, glimpsed at his sleeve, then softly said:

"If you... don’t want to say, forget it..."

The old monster cultivator suddenly turned his head, looked at Ouyang Mu with murky eyes, with a wistful expression, mixed with extremely complex emotions.

At last, he sighed.

"Alright, it’s no harm to tell you..."

Ouyang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, just about to put down the white bone in his hand.

The old monster cultivator then said: "Don’t stop your hands."

"Oh..."

Ouyang Mu was startled, and then continued to refine the white bone beside the furnace.

The old monster cultivator sat still, gave a deep sigh, and finally began to speak slowly:

"This matter is quite lengthy..."

"You guessed right; I indeed have some ties with the Ouyang Family, and indeed, I was once... "

At this point, the old monster cultivator seemed a bit difficult to speak, but ultimately gritted his teeth and said:

"...a disciple of the Ouyang Family!"

Ouyang Mu’s expression changed.

A disciple of the Ouyang Family!

Indeed!

Suddenly, he felt both shocked and furious.

The dignified Tai’a Sect Ouyang Family, being captured by monster cultivators since hundreds of years ago, imprisoned in this sunless dungeon, forced to aid these vicious monster cultivators in crafting sanguinary evil swords.