621: The Great Evil Karma_3 621: The Great Evil Karma_3 Murong Caiyun had cultivated the Taixu Gate’s Five Elements Spirit Light spell.
None among them were accustomed to using the Fireball Technique, nor were they particularly skilled at attacking with it.
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That left only one person.
Gu Changhuai’s gaze sharpened.
That Small Five Elements Spiritual Root cultivator, who reportedly just happened to pass by and rescued Yu Er…
Mo Hua!
Gu Changhuai frowned.
This matter seemed fishy.
The story from Mo Hua, that junior cultivator, claiming he just happened to pass by and coincidentally found Yu Er, couldn’t be trusted!
If it wasn’t him who found her, then could it be…
He, alone, used the Fireball Technique to kill over a dozen human traffickers, then rescued Yu Er?
That seemed…
Even less believable…
Such a tale would fail to deceive even a fool.
Gu Changhuai was perplexed.
As a Dao Court Canon, experienced in handling cases for many years, his instinct told him there was definitely something majorly wrong with Mo Hua, that junior cultivator.
Yet, his cousin sister had great trust in the young man, and Yu Er was also very close to him.
It wouldn’t be proper for him to directly investigate.
But leaving things be would surely pose a significant hidden danger…
Gu Changhuai’s gaze flickered, and the image of Mo Hua’s eyes reappeared in his mind—those eyes, seemingly clear on the surface, yet oddly dissonant upon closer examination, possessed an uncommon depth…
Half good, half evil.
As if balancing on the edge between righteousness and wickedness.
Gu Changhuai always had an intuition that a cultivator with such eyes was either an astonishingly brilliant genius or a world-shaking demon fiend.
“I need to find some time to probe further…”
…
Taixu Gate.
That day, after finishing his meal, Mo Hua lay down on a patch of grass, legs crossed, leisurely flipping through Formation Books, when suddenly a tall “junior brother” rushed over, calling out,
“Mo Hua!”
Mo Hua looked up and saw it was Cheng Mo.
Curiously, he asked,
“What’s up?”
“The Elder told me someone is looking for you.”
“Who is it?”
“How would I know…”
“Alright.” Mo Hua packed up the book, brushing off the grass tips from his Taoist robe.
“I’ll go check it out.”
Cheng Mo glanced at Mo Hua, suspicion in his voice:
“Mo Hua, why do you seem so busy…”
“That’s because, I’m diligent in my cultivation!” Mo Hua replied.
“It’s not cultivation stuff,” Cheng Mo shook his head.
“I always feel like you’re involved in other things…”
Mo Hua got on his tiptoes and patted the tall Cheng Mo on the shoulder, sighing,
“You’re still young, there are things you know too early.
Once you’ve been in the Sect for a full year, your ‘senior brother’ will then take you along for some fun…”
Cheng Mo was a little embarrassed, “You’re two years younger than me!”
“Age does not define knowledge, respect goes to the accomplished!”
“It’s only out of respect for Elder Master Xun that I call you ‘junior brother’, don’t get too ahead of yourself…”
“Who was calling me ‘dear brother’ just before…”
“You…”