"So the situation now is, you can quietly use Divine Sense Voice Transmission, and I can only speak to you?" Mo Hua asked.
"Yes..." the old monster cultivator said softly.
Mo Hua nodded, "Alright then..."
He pointed the White Bone Broken Sword forward again, asking once more:
"Which way?"
The White Bone Broken Sword was silent for a moment, seemingly in thought, or recalling the path, and after a while, the old monster cultivator transmitted to Mo Hua:
"To the right, past the cell of the blood-red Wolf Demon, the second stone door, turn right and go inward..."
Mo Hua glanced to the right and nodded.
He re-cloaked himself, preparing to move in the direction the old monster cultivator indicated.
Just as he took a step, he suddenly remembered something, shaking the White Bone Broken Sword in his hand, and warned:
"Old creature, don’t deceive me, or I’ll let you know what real ’terror’ is."
The old monster cultivator hurriedly said:
"I don’t dare, I don’t dare..."
At least for the short term, it had been threatened by Mo Hua, not daring to entertain any plans of defiance.
Besides...
The old monster cultivator said softly, "I am not called ’old creature’..."
The voice was small, yet Mo Hua still heard it.
"That’s right, you’re not called ’old creature’? Then what’s your name?" Mo Hua asked curiously.
The old monster cultivator sighed, showing a sense of emotion, "Before I became a monster cultivator, I was a disciple of the Tai’a Sect, surnamed Ouyang, named..."
Who knew that as he was speaking, Mo Hua wasn’t listening at all, instead muttering to himself:
"’Old creature’ isn’t a great name, it’s a bit impolite, I’ll give you a nickname, I’m really good at nicknames..."
The old monster cultivator fell silent.
Mo Hua pondered for a moment, a flash of inspiration, "You’re the Sword Demon, originally a sword, and full of bones, I’ll call you ’Sword Bone’."
The old monster cultivator almost thought Mo Hua was calling him "cheap bones".
It felt a bit indignant.
Its dignity didn’t allow it to accept such a humiliating name.
But its courage was not enough to support even the slightest protest.
Sword Bone it is...
The old monster cultivator accepted the name, forced to also praise Mo Hua untruthfully: