The ore from the Lu Family was from a Corpse Mine, which concealed zombies.
The five Mining Cultivators who had disappeared earlier had met with a gruesome death, eaten by the zombies in the mines.
Zhang Quan killed people, bought corpses, refined zombies, and delivered the refined zombies to the Lu Family.
And the Lu Family hid these zombies in the mines.
They also laid down a tight Formation, sealing the zombies away so that no one would notice them.
Mo Hua frowned.
What exactly did the Lu Family want to do?
And what exactly was the identity of that traitor within the Lu Family?
Mo Hua glanced at the tightly guarded mine.
To mobilize so much manpower and resources, to set up a Formation, to guard the mine, that traitor in the Lu Family must at least be a real power-holding Elder, or perhaps a revered Guest Elder.
As long as that traitor was pulled out, everything would be resolved easily.
"But who could this traitor be..."
Mo Hua had no leads for the moment and kept thinking about it after returning.
Even during meals, he was somewhat distracted, daydreaming while eating.
Bai Zixi nudged him with her elbow and said softly,
"Eat your food properly."
"Oh," Mo Hua came back to his senses and nodded.
Bai Zisheng then leaned in and asked quietly,
"What are you thinking about?"
Mo Hua looked up at Mr. Zhuang, saw that Mr. Zhuang was drinking on his own without bothering to listen to their whispers, and then also spoke softly,
"I'm thinking about the Lu Family's matter."
"What matter?" Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up.
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, but feeling that there was no need to hide it, he told Bai Zisheng about the traitor from the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect, the Lu Family's mines, and the cultivation of zombies.
Bai Zisheng smacked his lips, "I told you, the Lu Family is no good."
Then his brows furrowed again, doubting himself,
"Our Bai Family wouldn't also... "
Bai Zixi said helplessly, "The Bai Family was established on military achievements."
Bai Zisheng was stunned, then heaved a sigh of relief.
Well, military achievements were still acceptable...
That meant earning them through legitimate combat on the battlefield.
Bai Zisheng then asked Mo Hua, "What do you plan to do?"
"I want to find the traitor from the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect hidden within the Lu Family."
Mo Hua mused, "The complete Spiritual Pivot Formation must be in his possession; the one who bought the zombies from Zhang Quan is probably him; the one directing the Lu Family to hoard zombies and establish the Corpse Mine should still be him..."
"Need help?"
Bai Zisheng was eager to try.
Bai Zixi also looked at Mo Hua, the implication clear.
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, then nodded,
"Okay."
It takes a good fence to make good stakes, just like it takes good comrades to support a hero.
He indeed couldn't handle this matter alone; with the help of his Junior Brother and Junior Sister, it should go much smoother.
Mr. Zhuang, drinking his wine, glanced at his three little disciples huddled together, murmuring and discussing something, his expression somewhat gratified.
Then, a hint of nostalgia arose in his heart.
For a moment, he even saw his three little disciples from years past, gathered together, cultivating and playing.
But in the blink of an eye, all was gone, like smoke dissipated.
Time flies, things change, and people change.
Mr. Zhuang looked melancholic and let out a slight sigh...
...
After the meal, the three of Mo Hua set out separately to gather information about the Lu Family.
Mo Hua first went to find the Housing agency workers.
That is, the articulate and seemingly clever Housing agency worker who sold the cave dwelling to him.