Mo Hua felt a little unsatisfied, and also a bit disappointed.
"Only Second Grade, probably just a divine remains..."
Now, his Divine Thought into sword was starting to take form. With array to sword, array sword integration, it was already quite mystical.
He couldnât cut down an evil embryo, but he could effortlessly cut down the evil objects beneath these evil embryosâeven if they were somewhat related to the Great Wilderness Evil God.
Though this Second Grade divine remains was close to the peak of Second Grade, it still couldnât fully test the power of his Divine Thought Sword Skill.
"I wonder if I can cut down a Third Grade evil spirit..."
Mo Hua muttered to himself.
However, his main purpose for this trip was to rescue Uncle Gu; everything else was incidental.
As for this "divine remains," he would first swallow it and slowly refine it when he returned.
Mo Hua turned his head and glanced at the scattered bones on the ground, saying:
"Stop pretending, get up."
The bones on the ground wobbled as they gathered together again, forming the shape of a sword bone, and chuckled sheepishly.
Mo Hua tossed a ramâs horn to the sword bone, "You did well, hereâs something to replenish you."
This was what he had intentionally left behind earlier, as a "reward" for the sword bone.
The sword bone looked at the ramâs horn, its body trembled, thinking: Is this really something Iâm worthy of "eating"?
Then it looked at Mo Hua again.
Recalling how it was effortlessly captured and ruthlessly abused by that powerful evil ram object, without any resistance.
And that powerful evil ram object was similarly struck dead with one sword by this little ancestor, without any resistance...
The sword bone felt a cold chill in its heart.
After not seeing for a while, this little ancestorâs strength had become increasingly terrifying...
Following such a terrifying little ancestor, it too needed to muster some courage, canât act like someone who hasnât seen the world, nothing is uneatable. êĂ âđáĂáčš
The sword bone thanked profusely: "Thank you, Young Master, for the reward!"
Mo Hua nodded, instructing: "Send me out."
The sword bone dared not delay, hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes!"
Then a mist of blood spread, and when Mo Hua reopened his eyes, he was in the Pill Pavilion of the Gu Family.
Gu Changhuai lay right in front of him.
Mo Hua stood up, checked Gu Changhuaiâs forehead, lifted his eyelids, and nodded.
Fortunately, Uncle Gu was blessed with great fortune, able to meet him; otherwise, this hurdle wouldnât have been easily crossed.
Mo Hua sighed inwardly, then looked around, confirmed there was nothing serious, turned, and left, pushing the door open.
Mo Huaâs quick in and out, swift and resolved, cutting everything down quickly, didnât take long.
The people outside felt that Mo Hua had just gone in, after a few cups of tea time, he came out, looking at each other in dismay.
Mr. Mei hesitated: "Young Master Mo, do you still need anything to dispel evil?"
Mo Hua shook his head: "Itâs already dispelled."
"Dispelled...?"
Mr. Mei opened his mouth, looking a bit changed.
No, itâs already done?
No sword, no incense, no robe, no Spirit Tool Heart Protecting Mirror, nothing, just walked in empty-handed, in such a little time, and...done?
Even...the realgar wine, warmed shortly before, was still warm.
The others also showed surprise. .
"Young Master Mo, surely youâre joking?"
"How could it be so fast..."
The other two cultivators from Mystery Valley looked a bit uneasy.
They couldnât believe that such brutal and frightening evil spirits could be removed by this small boy in a few cups of tea time.
If so, it would make their previous rituals, with copper coin swords, repelling evil robes, Spirit Tool Heart Protecting Mirrors, incense burning, calming the soul...all look like a joke.
How could they possibly believe it?
Mr. Mei also didnât believe it, but in front of so many "experts," the little boy wouldnât have a reason to lie.
He got up, went inside to check Gu Changhuaiâs injuries, and immediately looked shocked:
"Itâs truly healed..."
The other cultivators from Mystery Valley also came forward to check, showing disbelief.
"It unexpectedly...dispelled the evil spirit?"
They couldnât help but turn their heads to look at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua remained calm, as before, but at this moment, in everyoneâs eyes, this thin boy suddenly seemed unfathomable...
Mr. Mei hesitated for a long time, wanting to ask Mo Hua about the method he used to remove the evil spirit, but ultimately held back, not asking.
The method to dispel evil is a cultivation secret skill.
Outsiders shouldnât inquire rashly.
But...
Mr. Mei couldnât comprehend it.
What method did a little cultivator in the Foundation Building Middle Stage use to remove a powerful and fearsome evil spirit that even scared and stumped himself?
It seemed entirely illogical...
Could it be...that he used some treasure from the Taixu Gate?
Mr. Mei frowned.
Elder Gu Hong, waiting on the side, couldnât help but confirm: "Mr. Mei, about Changhuai..."
Mr. Mei came back to his senses, sighed, and said seriously:
"Young Master Mo is truly divine and Gu Changhuai should be fine now..."
These words made the Gu Family feel a weight lifted, but also a deep sense of unreality, as they all turned to look at Mo Hua.
This child, becoming more enigmatic, beyond understanding...
Mo Hua was humble, saying:
"I was just lucky, this evil spirit was actually strong on the outside but weak on the inside, not as strong as it seemed. It was already injured by Mr. Mei earlier, thatâs why I dealt with it so easily, itâs not that Iâm really that capable."
"Oh..."
The people nodded, confused, half-believing.
Mr. Meiâs face turned red.
He knew Mo Hua was saving his face.