"Injure their muscles and bones... Give them a good beating then?" Cheng Mo asked.
Mo Hua nodded.
Cheng Mo looked delighted, but then frowned, "But the disciples of the Sever Gold Sect are so despicable, always hiding and sneaking about. They’re hard to track..."
"No problem," Mo Hua replied, "You gather some men. During this month’s rest break, I’ll accompany you all into the mountain."
When fellow sect members have been bullied, being their ’Junior Brother,’ one has to stand up for them!
"Alright!" Cheng Mo nodded.
A few days later, when the rest break arrived, Cheng Mo followed Mo Hua’s instructions and gathered twenty people.
This group of twenty was composed of the disciples closest to Cheng Mo—those he often called upon, played with, and even carried out tasks, earned rewards, and shared merit points with in the past.
The twenty disciples assembled before Mo Hua, greeted him, and said:
"Junior Brother!"
Mo Hua nodded, his expression slightly serious, "This time, we’re heading to Refining Demon Mountain. We won’t do anything else—just deal with Sever Gold Sect!"
All the disciples’ faces brightened with excitement.
These past days in Refining Demon Mountain, they’d been repeatedly disturbed by Sever Gold Sect, not only suffering injuries but also enduring humiliation. A great deal of time had been wasted, barely earning any merit points. They had built up a lot of frustration.
But Sever Gold Sect was shameless—if they couldn’t win, they’d flee, and after running, they’d still come back to harass again. Truly unbearable.
Mo Hua spread a map across the table.
"The plan is simple."
"We’ll form twenty-man groups, equip gold-breaking armor, carry gold-breaking spiritual tools, and sweep through the mountain with the map!"
"Any Sever Gold Sect disciples with bad intentions—once spotted, beat them up, strip their Taoist robes, draw a turtle on them, and hang them on the trees."
"I want to see just how shameless they can be..."
After giving instructions, the group set out.
Including Mo Hua and Cheng Mo, they comprised twenty-five people and, to avoid drawing attention, split into smaller batches as they entered Refining Demon Mountain, finally regrouping at a hillside within the mountain.
After meeting up, they officially began "mapping."
The disciples of Sever Gold Sect were indeed cunning, hiding well.
On the surface, the dense mountains and forests seemed devoid of suspicious traces.
Mo Hua walked ahead, using his Divine Sense with the quality change of Seventeen Patterns, supplemented by calculations, to scan the surrounding mountains, rivers, and forests.
In the illusion-like whiteness, the mountain stones, vegetation, monster birds, snakes, and insects shed their outer appearances, revealing their forms through spiritual energy or demonic power.
For a fleeting moment, there was a sense of peering into the "true essence" of all things.
And under his Divine Sense, those Sever Gold Sect disciples using concealment spiritual tools, hidden behind mountain rocks, camouflaged among the vegetation, or masked by grass and trees—they were all laid bare.
Mo Hua sensed for a moment, then pointed with his finger.
"Over there in the bushes, there’s five crouching."
"Up in the trees, seven are sitting."
"Behind the big rock, five are hiding."
"In the water, too..."
"And some are using the Earth Evasion Technique, burrowing underground..."
...
As Mo Hua walked, he called out targets.
The members of Sever Gold Sect were truly gifted in their devious tactics, employing various methods.
However, in front of Mo Hua, their "deviousness" was laughable.
Like this, the disciples secretly hiding in the mountain with malicious intentions from Sever Gold Sect were identified by Mo Hua one after another.
Cheng Mo led his team to charge forward, and chaos ensued—swords clashed, spiritual energy surged, and shouts erupted:
"Who?!"
"Taixu Gate’s little brats!"
"Damn it, how’d they find us?"
"I’ll hold them off—run!"
"Alright..."
"You bastard, you said you’d hold them off, but you’re running yourself?!"
"Idiot!"
"Suppress them with spells!"
"Their armor is strange, my Golden Blade Technique can’t cut through..."
"Useless!"