Chapter 2291: Mr. Tu

The young man in front of him, named Mo Hua, indeed held a certain status within the Taixu Gate.

But...

Mr. Tu asked Mo Hua, "In this mountain, is it really just you alone, without the Taoist Court, and no ancestor of yours? Don’t you know?"

"The ancestor is protecting me... how could I let you see through that?"

Mo Hua’s expression remained as usual, his demeanor calm, but he manipulated his lower leg with his divine sense to emit a subtle tremble.

This attempt at "feigned calm" was something a seasoned old demon like Mr. Tu could easily see through.

At Mo Hua’s age, having such composure was already commendable.

But in the end, he was still too green, controlling his expression but unable to control his body, revealing the fear within his heart...

Mr. Tu smirked coldly and said slowly, "Let me guess..."

"The Taoist Court did come to rescue you... but you are a Formation Master, and you consider yourself a very skilled one, thinking there is no formation under the heavens you can’t learn, even if it’s a large formation. So you sneaked your way here, wanting to study this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation behind other’s backs..."

"After all, this is a Large Formation that you can’t resist. Yet it’s also an Evil Formation, forbidding you to let others know."

"The trouble is, this valley is filled with countless bloody demon monsters, making even the Taoist Court unwilling to linger."

"During this delay, when you came to your senses, everyone else had already retreated, leaving you alone in this valley..."

"Now, there’s simply no one left to save you..."

With each cold word from Mr. Tu, Mo Hua’s face grew paler, as if all his inner calculations were being exposed by Mr. Tu.

"You... you’re talking nonsense... you... you’re just guessing wildly, you’re entirely wrong..."

Mo Hua’s tone was flustered.

He was speaking the truth; Mr. Tu was indeed guessing, and he hadn’t guessed correctly at all.

But regrettably, Mr. Tu paid no mind to these truths, he only perceived Mo Hua’s panic and incoherence.

Words can lie, but instinct cannot.

Mr. Tu sneered coldly, not truly intending to kill Mo Hua.

This Mo Hua was an extremely valuable "chip," one that he could keep for major use.

Additionally, he had concerns in his heart, making him truly dare not kill Mo Hua, at least not for now...

Mr. Tu looked at Mo Hua with a grim face, his voice hoarse and low saying:

"Your little tricks won’t fool me. Follow me obediently, listen to me, and I won’t kill you."

"Otherwise, I’ll open you up, gut you, and refine you into a demon puppet, barred from reincarnation in life and death."

Mo Hua’s face was filled with fear, unwilling in heart, but he had no choice but to obediently nod.

"As long as you don’t kill me, I’ll do as you say..."

Mr. Tu slightly nodded, turned around, and was about to leave when suddenly a pang of suspicion struck his heart:

"Is this kid deceiving me?"

Mr. Tu cast another cold glance at Mo Hua.

The expression couldn’t be fake, truly "feigning calm," arrogance mixed with some guilt. If it were an act, the kid’s depth of scheming would be too profound, and his acting skills would be extremely exceptional.

As the saying goes, a wealthy son’s child does not sit beneath a dangling blade.

With this brat’s identity and status, there was no need to personally risk falling into my hands.

Yet, everything was still too coincidental.

Why did everyone else leave, leaving this kid alone in the Demon’s Cave?

Why?

Could it be... the Divine Lord?!

Mr. Tu was suddenly enlightened, and then, instantly, he understood everything.

This was the Divine Lord, manipulating cause and effect behind the scenes.

The Divine Lord knew this boy bore great cause and effect, and knew he was crucial to His rebirth, but the boy had always been at the Taixu Gate, heavily protected, leaving no opportunity to strike.

Now, the boy was trapped in the Blood Sacrifice Array, influenced by the formation’s evil energy, disrupting his protected destiny.

No one was shielding his fate.

So, the Divine Lord’s power could take advantage, using this boy’s obsession and delusion with the Evil Path Great Formation to seize both his fate and his entire being.

Everything was the Divine Lord’s revelation!

The Divine Lord was secretly orchestrating everything!

Mr. Tu let out a long sigh of relief, his faith in the Divine Lord growing ever more devout, ever more perceiving the deity’s profound unfathomableness.

As for the threat upon this boy...

This was within the Blood Sacrifice Array, everything was under the Divine Lord’s protection.

And this boy was merely a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The realm is evident, and still under my very nose.

"I, dignified in Feather Transformation, couldn’t possibly fall to a Foundation Establishment underling?"

Mr. Tu sneered at himself.

Having deliberated thoroughly, he stretched out his pale palm, from the fingertip emerged blood threads, merging into the formation pivot before him, which then transformed as the blood threads seeped into the stone wall, mutating the entire wall into flesh.

The entire formation pivot stone wall also opened like the bloody maw of a demon, revealing a dark, profound corridor behind it.

"Follow me."

Mr. Tu commanded, then stepped into the bloody passage.

Mo Hua nodded, face filled with despair, but he still obediently followed Mr. Tu into the bloody gaping mouth of the demon.