Chapter 1603 - 841: Choice (Part 3)

Ouyang Feng’s eyes, unknowingly, began to turn slightly red.

His expression was numb, yet tears unknowingly streamed down from the corners of his eyes.

"Forget it... there’s no escape..."

Perhaps this is all fate...

Ouyang Feng let out a bitter laugh, tightly closed his eyes, his expression filled with despair. Then he opened his eyes, and with trembling hands, picked up the Pills on the table and slowly brought them to his mouth...

The redness in his eyes deepened.

His Taoist Heart was gradually becoming obscured, and his state of mind was slowly crumbling...

The Evil God’s desires were slowly taking root.

Just at this moment, a crisp voice sounded.

"Senior Brother Feng..."

This voice was like a clear spring, flowing through his heart, bringing him a touch of Clarity.

Ouyang Feng was startled, his hand stopped mid-motion while taking the pills.

He was dazed for a moment before looking around, but no one was there, causing Ouyang Feng’s brows to furrow slightly.

"I seemed to hear a voice... who is calling me ’Senior Brother Feng’?"

This voice was very pleasant and familiar, a bit like...

Junior Brother Mo?

Ouyang Feng bitterly smiled and shook his head.

Even at a time like this, I can hear Junior Brother Mo calling out to me.

But I have fallen into depravity, strayed from the path, and am no longer worthy of being called ’Senior Brother’ by him.

Ouyang Feng’s expression was bitter, and he continued to take the Pills.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Mo Hua called out again.

But this time, his voice seemed to be blocked by layers of mist, not reaching Ouyang Feng’s ears at all.

In Ouyang Feng’s ears, it seemed as if the Evil God’s Evil Thoughts were acting as a barrier, deepening the redness in his eyes.

And just at that moment, sword light flashed in Mo Hua’s eyes.

A pure golden beam of light pierced directly through the mist, breaking the Evil Thoughts, and shone into Ouyang Feng’s eyes.

Ouyang Feng felt as if his Divine Soul had been lightly pricked by a sword, causing a stinging pain, but it was followed by an even more thorough Clarity.

It was as if a drowsy person had suddenly awakened.

The shadows in his eyes disappeared, and the murkiness around his ears dissipated as well.

A crisp voice became clearer.

"Senior Brother Feng, it’s me!"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feng’s heart trembled, and he suddenly stood up. After looking around, he gazed outside the window.

There was a small hole in the window, which had been cut even larger.

Outside the hole, there was a pair of glittering eyes.

Ouyang Feng’s heart was shaken. Could it really be...

"Junior Brother Mo?!"

Mo Hua hurriedly shushed him and then whispered, "Open the door a crack and let me in."

Ouyang Feng paused for a moment, then dumbly nodded his head.

He went to the door, saw that no one was outside, and quietly opened it a crack.

A moment later, the crack automatically widened, as if an invisible figure had entered the room.

Ouyang Feng closed the door, turned around, and saw Mo Hua sitting nonchalantly at the tea table, pouring himself a cup of tea from a clean cup.

Ouyang Feng’s thoughts were a bit scattered; he stood there for a while, unable to comprehend before finally asking in confusion:

"Junior Brother Mo, how... are you here? Did those gentlemen also invite you?"

Mo Hua slowly sipped some tea, shaking his head with a sigh:

"I would have liked them to invite me, but they didn’t. I even offered to pay, but they wouldn’t let me on their ship. I found another way and snuck on by myself."

"Then you..."

"That’s a long story, and time is tight now, so let’s not talk about it," Mo Hua said.

Ouyang Feng was slightly dazed, then he nodded his head.

He then realized that since Mo Hua had been on the ship for a while, he might have seen everything happening in the room, making him feel slightly embarrassed.

"I..."

"Senior Brother Feng," Mo Hua interrupted before he could speak, "there are limits to human ability, and some things are simply beyond what you can solve."

Ouyang Feng was taken aback.

"Therefore," Mo Hua continued, "for things you can’t solve, temporarily let them go and focus on Cultivation. Once you’re strong enough, try to solve them again. Otherwise..."

Mo Hua’s gaze darkened, "You’ll be crushed by burdens you simply can’t bear."

This matter was the same for both Senior Brother Feng and him.

There were many things he wanted to do, but with his current meager Dao cultivation, he couldn’t do anything.

He could only set everything aside, focus on Cultivation, and wait for the day when he has the power to defy heaven and rewrite fate, then do the things he wanted but couldn’t achieve.

Ouyang Feng slightly understood Mo Hua’s meaning; his expression was thoughtful, but there was still evident confusion in his heart.

"I don’t know..."

"Senior Brother Feng," Mo Hua’s gaze was clear and firm, and he added, "if you choose the right path, no matter how difficult it is ahead, you just need to work wholeheartedly to overcome the difficulties."

"But if you choose the wrong path, even if it’s smooth sailing, it holds no meaning."

Ouyang Feng was shocked; he felt that these simple words unraveled the knot in his heart, a mix of astonishment and helplessness, and couldn’t help but sigh:

"Junior Brother, you indeed... have a naturally intuitive nature, a unique Taoist Heart. Though I’m older than you, I don’t see things as clearly."

It’s easy to come by a Top-Grade Spiritual Root, but a Top-Grade Dao Heart is nowhere to be found.

No wonder the Ancestor of Taixu Gate holds Junior Brother Mo in such high regard...

Mo Hua modestly said, "Those involved are confused, and those outside see clearly. If that horse-faced senior brother tempted me with benefits, I might not have been able to hold onto myself either."

Ouyang Feng chuckled, "Junior Brother Mo, you’re still so good with words."

Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Originally feeling isolated and helpless, almost lost in his mind and losing his Taoist Heart, Ouyang Feng suddenly felt enlightened at this moment.

He let out a long, relieved breath, the confusion in his heart vanished, and he couldn’t help but gratefully glance at Mo Hua.

Then he remembered something, frowning, "Qianqian... she might be in danger."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and straightforwardly said, "Let’s save Sister Qianqian first, and then think about what to do next."

"Alright." Ouyang Feng nodded.

After the two discussed for a while, there was movement outside the door, it seemed like someone was coming over.

Ouyang Feng and Mo Hua exchanged a glance, nodded, and then Mo Hua once again used the Stealth Technique, disappearing without a trace.

As if he had never been there.

Ouyang Feng secretly sighed, then solemnly stood up and went to open the door.