This isnât too difficult.
Mo Hua was thrown into this situation suddenly, but after pondering for a bit, he roughly understood it.
Moreover now, the entire Yuan Magnetic Sea of the Demon Sect is under his control.
He is both the thief and the gatekeeper.
He "abuses his authority for personal gain," with hardly any scruples, so researching things became much convenient.
After comprehending the principles, Mo Hua began to officially manipulate the "pursuit trap" concerning the Taoist Court, the Demon Sect, and the two Golden Core Demons.
...
Gubei Mountain.
The Eighth Elder, who had just escaped from the Taoist Courtâs grasp, was hiding in a secluded forest, his heart in turmoil.
He didnât understand how things had suddenly spiraled to this point.
Not long ago, he was a Golden Core Elder of the Demon Sect, enjoying the blood of his blood slaves, revered by disciples, able to summon wind and rain, basking in much prestige.
But in the blink of an eye, he became a stray dog.
The Taoist Court wanted to capture him.
The Demon Sect wanted to kill him.
This change was too fast, too fast for anyone to react.
This made him vaguely feel as if someone had been plotting against him all along.
And just at this moment, the Elderâs Token quivered, and a message came:
"Taoist Courtâs people are to your southwest, they will find you in about an hour. You must flee north."
"The Demon Sect wants to kill you too; Elder Xue has already been released..."
Upon hearing the name "Elder Xue", the Eighth Elderâs face turned pale as he gritted his teeth and used the Demon Sect Token to question:
"Who exactly are you?"
Anonymous person: "I am the person helping you."
"Why are you helping me?"
"You donât need to know."
The Eighth Elder sneered, "Do you think I will easily believe your words? How do I know youâre not deceiving me?"
"You have no choice but to believe me; this is your last straw to clutch at. If you donât grasp it, you face only death. Either die at the hands of the Taoist Court or at Elder Xueâs hands."
The Eighth Elderâs mind was racing, "No, the Taoist Court wonât kill me, they just..."
"I tricked them..." Mo Hua said, "I deceived them into believing you had secrets of the Demon Sect, so they didnât kill you. But now theyâve found out that the Demon Sect abandoned you, youâre surely doomed."
"Impossible, I donât believe it! This is all one-sided from you!"
"Then letâs make a bet."
"What bet?"
"Bet on whether the Taoist Court will find you in half an hour and whether they will do as I say and kill you."
The Eighth Elder trembled, questioning:
"Who exactly are you? How do you know so much?"
"Why does the Taoist Court listen to you?"
"How are you also so knowledgeable about the Demon Sectâs movements?"
"Who on earth are you?!"
But the Elderâs Token remained silent; these messages vanished like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.
The other side did not answer him.
What to do?
The Eighth Elder was torn internally.
Flee directly? But where to flee?
Returning to the Demon Sect was impossible.
Over years, his greedy embezzling had been exposed. Going back was no different from walking into a trap.
Escape in the direction this anonymous person instructed?
What if itâs a trap?
"Or... verify it first? See if this anonymous personâs words are true, whether the Taoist Court is really pursuing me?"
The Eighth Elder thought for a moment and decided to take a gamble.
He took out a blood and flesh puppet, draped his Demon Sect Taoist Robe over it, and then used Earth Escape to hide himself far away.
About half an hour later, figures appeared in the distance. Sure enough, cultivators from the Taoist Court came.
The one leading them was Gu Changhuai.
As soon as he saw the puppet, without saying a word, he conjured a Wind Blade, slicing the puppet in two, flesh and blood flying.
Gu Changhuai approached to check, frowning: "Fake?"
He then looked around and commanded loudly: "Search the surroundings, find the Demon Sectâs Eighth Elder, and kill him on the spot."
An Enforcement Leader stepped forward and whispered: "Supervisor, should we really kill him?"
Gu Changhuaiâs expression was cold, "Heâs useless now, why keep him alive?"
These words, although distant, still reached the Eighth Elderâs ears intermittently, making his heart sink.
"That anonymous person is completely correct!"
At that moment, the Elderâs Token quivered again, another anonymous message came:
"Run, they have already discovered you."
The Eighth Elder felt a chill in his heart. Sweeping with his Divine Sense, he realized that his hiding place had long been detected by these Taoist Court cultivators.
They pretended to search, but were in fact aimlessly "encircling" him.
"Good show, Gu Changhuai, youâre truly cunning and shameless, pretending so perfectly!"
The Eighth Elder hesitated no longer, immediately transforming into escape light, turning into a ball of Blood Qi, and fled northwards.
Gu Changhuai silently watched this escape light, and after a moment, ordered: "Chase, but donât pursue too tightly."
"Yes!"
...
The mountain winds roared, vegetation and shadows rapidly slipped by, intermingled with the stench of monster beastsâ rotting flesh in the mountain air.
The Eighth Elder was anxious, desperately fleeing.
At this moment, he could confirm that the words of the anonymous person were not false.
Though he didnât know the personâs name or identity, it seemed they genuinely wanted to help him.
If not for their misleading of the Taoist Court, informing him of his embezzlement exposure, he would have been dead without a burial place.
Thereafter, Mo Hua truly guided him accurately, leading him to evade several blockades by the Taoist Court, charging all the way towards the northwest.
The Eighth Elder felt slightly relieved.
Unknown to him, in the direction he was racing towards, Elder Xue, clad in blood-soaked robes and exuding malevolence like an executioner, was also charging towards him under Mo Huaâs guidance.