His Divine Sense could not co out.
Divine Thought into Sword, in reality, it couldn’t be used either.
Otherwise, with just one sword, this ghostly thought could be eradicated.
Unable to slay it, he could only find a way to lure the ghostly thought into his own Sea of Consciousness.
Mo Hua’s eyes flickered slightly, spreading his arms, he pretended to be arrogant and said:
"Don’t you want to ’eat’ people? Co on, let see if you have the ability to eat ."
But the ghostly thought was not moved in the slightest.
Although Mo Hua was wearing a Hundred Flower Valley Taoist Robe, looking like a harmless Senior Sister who had just erged from hibiscus water, the ghostly thought could instinctively feel an aura from Mo Hua that made it palpitate.
Yet the ghostly thought needed a host.
In the room, apart from Hua Qianqian who had fainted and whose Sea of Consciousness was sealed by Mo Hua, Mo Hua was the only living person left.
Its craving for a living person’s Divine Thought finally overca the fear in its heart.
After much hesitation, the ghostly thought indeed turned into a gust of eerie wind and rushed into Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness.
And the mont it entered Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, the outco was already sealed.
In the Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua’s Divine Thought avatar opened golden eyes and looked at the eerie, sinister, and fierce ghostly thought in front of him.
He had golden blood patterns flowing over him, exuding a powerful majesty.
Every part of the ghostly thought’s essence was trembling.
It knew that this human was enough to make ghosts fear, yet it never imagined that entering the Sea of Consciousness would reveal such a terrifying existence.
The ghostly thought transford into eerie wind again, turning to flee.
But it couldn’t escape at all.
Mo Hua extended his palm, and golden formation patterns appeared, condensing into chains that completely locked down this ghostly thought’s phantom. No matter how it struggled and roared, it could not break through.
A mont later, the ghostly thought’s phantom fell silent.
Mo Hua frowned.
The next instant, a piercing howl sounded, like the shrill scream of a woman suffering torture before death.
The ghostly thought’s phantom suddenly turned crimson.
Mo Hua’s pupils contracted.
"Is this... a precursor to becoming a Fierce Ghost?"
Is it about to transform into a true Fierce Ghost?
At the sa ti, a karmic mutation aura emanated from it. This karmic mutation aura seed to contain so bizarre and mutated laws that could twist the Great Dao and corrode Divine Thought.
The Golden Lock Formation condensed by Mo Hua’s powerful Divine Thought was also being eroded by this karmic mutation aura, inch by inch.
Mo Hua’s expression changed slightly.
Indeed, it was the aura of a Taoist Demon, although still weak, it was very apparent.
"I can’t let her truly undergo karmic mutation and beco a Fierce Ghost..."
Mo Hua sighed, and a golden sword appeared in his hand, piercing the ghostly thought’s forehead with just one sword.
The ghostly thought didn’t dodge.
It seed to know that in the face of the near "deity" Mo Hua, all its efforts were just desperate struggles.
It was simply unwilling.
Before dying, it slightly solidified its form, revealing its original appearance.
It was a woman completely disfigured and burned by Karmic Fire, looking hideously terrifying.
But Mo Hua knew that in life, she had a very beautiful appearance.
"Why?"
The ghost woman’s voice was hoarse, seemingly interwoven with multiple strands of resentnt, filled with grief and indignation.
"Why..."
"I died miserably, turned into a Fierce Ghost, yet I still can’t kill them?"
"Why, is it who suffers, is it who should die?"
"Just because I had a beautiful shell?"
"Why, even as a ghost, I can’t get my revenge?"
"Why, living or dead, I’m still the one who should die?"
"Heavenly Dao claims to be just? Where is it?"
She let out an extrely wretched laugh, akin to an owl at night.
Mo Hua found it difficult to associate her with the delicate, demure, and quiet Senior Sister Ye Jin with an oval face.
For a mont, Mo Hua felt sympathy.
But this ghostly thought, already half a step into becoming a Fierce Ghost, had to die.
Mo Hua sighed deeply, his gaze resolute, speaking slowly:
"If you stay in the world, you will only indiscriminately kill the innocent, go at peace..."
"Those you want to kill... I will kill for you."
"The Heavenly Dao may not be fair, but as your grievance perished by my hand, your enemies will also die by my hand..."
Mo Hua’s voice was both cold and compassionate.
The ghost woman was stunned.
It stood there blankly, allowing Mo Hua’s sword light to cut it into fragnts of power.
But at the sa ti, its ferocious face gradually disintegrated, and the scorch marks on its body began to recover little by little, seemingly transforming back into the gentle and elegant ’Senior Sister Ye’.
She looked deeply at Mo Hua, gazing into Mo Hua’s eyes, her voice as delicate and graceful as when she was alive, nodded and said:
"Alright."
After that, the sword light flashed.
Her figure, along with resentnt and the fierce ghost from the karmic mutation, all dissipated together.
But at the sa ti, Mo Hua could sense that there seed to be a thread of "cause and effect" entangling him.
This is a kind of promise in terms of cause and effect.
Also the vow he made to the fierce ghost from the karmic mutation.
The net of heaven is vast and loose, but nothing escapes.
Good begets good, evil begets evil.
In this world, good people may die, but evil ones cannot live.
Mo Hua’s gaze was sharp as a sword.
He glanced around, released his divine sense to inspect his own sea of consciousness, and confird that there was no abnormality, only then did he exit from the sea of consciousness.
Divine sense retrieved, Mo Hua opened his eyes.
The room was full of scorch marks, but the Yin Qi had subsided a lot, without that chilling eerie feeling.
As if so kind of longstanding grievance had been resolved.
Or perhaps, this grievance had entwined with his own cause and effect.
Mo Hua looked around and found Hua Qianqian still lying on the ground, so he imdiately went forward to help her up, checked her breath, and only then did he sigh in relief.
No big deal...
The blow he struck wasn’t heavy.
After all, he wasn’t into body cultivation.
The reason she remained unconscious might be because she was briefly possessed by the fierce ghost, her divine sense affected and sowhat depleted, causing her to still be in a coma.
But regarding the matters inside others’ sea of consciousness, Mo Hua was powerless.
He could only solve problems within his own sea of consciousness.
Even if it was the incarnation of an evil god, once it entered his sea of consciousness, he would strip it down, detoxify it, and make "iron plate grill" out of it.
But in other people’s sea of consciousness, he had no way.
Even the evil spirits in reality, as long as they don’t enter his sea of consciousness, Mo Hua temporarily couldn’t deal with them.
Mo Hua lightly sighed, then shook Hua Qianqian’s body.
"Senior Sister..."
"Hey, Senior Sister, wake up..."
But just before he could shake Hua Qianqian awake, Mo Hua’s expression suddenly changed.
Soone?
A female cultivator, perhaps aware of the disturbance here, was gradually approaching.
Not good...
Mo Hua thought for a mont, then imdiately perford the concealnt technique.
However, after performing it, his figure didn’t disappear.
Mo Hua was taken aback.
What’s going on?
He sensed the surroundings, and only then did he discover with astonishnt that the entire Disciple’s Residence of Hundred Flower Valley had been cleverly laid out with an Expose Shadow Formation.
Estimated to be at least Third Grade.
When Mo Hua arrived, fearing exposure, he didn’t release his divine sense to observe around, so he didn’t detect it at the mont.
Mo Hua felt a bit of a headache.
"There’s nothing I can do..."
He thought for a mont, then rummaged through Hua Qianqian’s storage bag, found a few flowers, and among them, a few coincidentally were magnolias.
Mo Hua placed the magnolias at the spot where Ye Jin self-immolated and died.
Then he returned to Hua Qianqian’s side, pretending to be worried as he shook her body, while anxiously murmuring:
"Senior Sister, Senior Sister what’s wrong, Senior Sister wake up..."
The cultivator’s presence drew nearer.
Footsteps could be heard faintly.
A mont later, a woman dressed in Hundred Flower Valley’s Taoist robe and heavily made-up, appeared at the door.
She glanced into the room with a rather cautious expression, happened to see Hua Qianqian lying on the ground, and Mo Hua standing in front of Hua Qianqian, his face full of worry.
As the woman looked at Mo Hua, Mo Hua used the corner of his eye to subtly assess her.
At a glance, Mo Hua couldn’t help but feel astonished.
This woman, he actually recognized.
During the New Year, in the Gu Family courtyard, when Elder Gu Hong introduced a blind date for Uncle Gu, a portrait was displayed.
Mo Hua had also seen that portrait.
And the person in the portrait was precisely this heavily made-up woman in front of him.
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