Immortality Through Array Formations

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Wenren Wan said, "Just speak your mind!"

Mo Hua whispered, "Is it possible not to tell anyone else about me saving Yu Er?"

Wenren Wan was startled, but then she understood.

To calculate against the Shangguan Family and the legitimate descendants of the Wenren Family, as well as to obscure the heavenly secrets so that the two great Noble Clans could not divine cause and effect,

the power behind this act must be immensely formidable.

Their scheming must also be profound.

Mo Hua was just lucky, saving Yu Er by chance.

But if those people knew that it was Mo Hua, this child, who spoiled their plans, then this good fortune would turn into calamity.

Mo Hua was still only a child, moreover, a Loose Cultivator with weak cultivation, powerless and without influence, lacking any background; he would probably...

have nowhere to lay his corpse upon his death!

Wenren Wan's heart trembled, feeling a sourness within.

She knew the pain of losing a child.

Mo Hua had parents too. If Mo Hua were to lose his life because he saved Yu Er, how heartbroken his parents would be.

She would also feel guilty for the rest of her life...

Wenren Wan said earnestly, "Don't worry, I will ensure that everyone who knows about this keeps it to themselves, not leaking a whisper of it!"

Mo Hua smiled brightly, "Thank you, Aunt Wan!"

Seeing Mo Hua's clear and pure smile, Wenren Wan felt somewhat reassured.

Afterward, Mo Hua rested in Qingzhou City for a night, played with Yu Er for a while, and the next day rode in the Wenren Family's carriage, heading north beyond the Qian Xue State boundary...

The Qian Xue State boundary, a prosperous land for seeking knowledge.

Countless Sects lined the journey.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, Taoist temples stood tall, their majestic air presenting a spectacular sight.

Radiant light bathed the mountains, and Spirit Beasts chirped clearly, creating a scene akin to paradise.

Cultivators wearing various Sect Taoist robes came and went, their escape lights crisscrossing.

Mo Hua was deeply moved.

"This is... the Qian Xue State boundary..."

"This is... the largest place in Qian State for questioning the Dao and pursuing studies..."

All along the way, numerous beautiful scenes unfolded so rapidly Mo Hua hardly had time to gaze at them all; sticking his little head out the carriage window, he watched the whole way, full of emotion.

The steady sound of horse hooves.

The mountain road shrouded in mist.

The journey was like riding on clouds.

Two days later, the carriage arrived at the Qian Taoist Sect.

From a distance, a massive mountain peak could be seen standing tall against the sky, with palaces arrayed among the mountains, observatories like stars scattered in the vastness, majestic and lofty. The clouds and mists gave it an ethereal feel, as if it were the White Jade Capital in the heavens.

"The Qian Taoist Sect..."

Mo Hua felt a bit nervous but also excited, and his heart couldn't help fluttering.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain.

A guard from the Wenren Family apologized with a fist salute, "Young Master Mo, the rules of the Qian Taoist Sect are strict, they do not allow carriages up the mountain. I'm terribly sorry; this is as far as we can take you."

"It's okay."

Mo Hua waved his hand, thanked the guard, and then walked directly up the tall steps toward the mountain gate of the Qian Taoist Sect.

Up close, it was even more magnificent, as if it were steeped in immortal aura.

Along the way, other students also dismounted from their carriages and walked up the mountain; they seemed to want to join the Qian Taoist Sect as well.

However, they were dressed in finer robes, their demeanor more arrogant, surrounded by family elders' protection and escorts from their guards.

In contrast, Mo Hua was dressed modestly, all alone.

Fortunately, he was accustomed to it.

Walking alone, Mo Hua soon reached the gate of the Qian Taoist Sect.

In front of the gate, there was a towering threshold, almost taller than Mo Hua himself, separating those going up the mountain and also separating Mo Hua.

A few disciples of the Qian Taoist Sect were guarding the gate. When they saw Mo Hua, they stopped him and asked his purpose.

Their tone was polite, but underneath, there was a hint of contempt and arrogance.

"I have a Sect-Entering Order, and I wish to join the sect..."

Mo Hua presented his Sect-Entering Order.

The disciples appeared astonished and exchanged glances. One disciple said,

"Please wait here for a moment, I need to report this and consult an Elder for a decision."

Then he added, "Please fill out the record of your Cultivator's background and history..."

Mo Hua looked at the so-called "record of background and history," which was a form to state one's place of origin, family background, and the nature of one's Spiritual Root.

Mo Hua filled it out truthfully.

The disciple took the entered information and produced a sealed box to store the Sect-Entering Order. Then he entered the mountain gate and walked along the broad jade road for the time it takes to brew tea. When he reached a hall,

several Elders of the Qian Taoist Sect were in the midst of discussion.

The disciple presented the sealed box and explained the situation.

The Elders all showed surprise. "A Sect-Entering Order?"

They looked to the presiding Elder and asked, "Elder Shen, how do you see this?"

The one seated in the highest seat, Elder Shen, had deep wrinkles and his Taoist robe was adorned with four golden Patterns, clearly of high status.

On hearing the report, Elder Shen took the Sect-Entering Order and, upon seeing the inscription, he furrowed his brows.

"Elder Shen, is there something amiss?" asked an Elder observing his reaction.

Elder Shen shook his head and handed the order to the others, "Take a look for yourselves..."

Other Elders accepted it with some confusion and after reading it, they too paused in surprise.

An Elder slowly read, "The bearer of this order may not be refused entry..."

"This character... is it not right..."

"Shouldn't it read 'He who bears this order should be respectfully admitted'?"

"Yes, why does it have the tone of an imperial edict?"

"Is this Sect-Entering Order counterfeit?"

Elder Shen shook his head, "It's real, just, 'old'..."

"Old?"

The Elders were taken aback.

Elder Shen nodded, "This is an edict from the old rules of our Sect..."

With a hint of emotion, Elder Shen added:

"This is from a batch of 'Sect-Entering Orders' that's quite ancient. At that time, the Qian Taoist Sect was in decline, with insufficient strength. We had to act subserviently to others, which is why the Sect-Entering Orders from that period have the tone of an edict..."

"Not to be refused, meaning our Qian Taoist Sect could not resist..."