Chapter 901: Dream Omen

Divine marrow is indeed a good thing!

Mo Hua pondered this for a bit in his heart.

From the information obtained from Sister Xia, he knew that the leaders among the dozen or so Golden Core demonic cultivators in the Demon Sect very likely all possessed a Divine Skeleton.

Having a Divine Skeleton was the "blessing" bestowed by the Evil God upon the Golden Core demonic cultivators.

At the same time, it was also a way for the Evil God to treat these Golden Core demonic cultivators as "puppets".

And to Mo Hua, these Golden Core demonic cultivators were, in essence, "storage bags" for divine marrow.

As long as he killed these Golden Core demonic cultivators, he would have a way to obtain divine marrow.

However...

For a moment, Mo Hua was also a bit unclear whether it was easier to kill Golden Core cultivators and extract divine marrow, or to sever the Evil Fetus and refine divine marrow.

Neither killing Golden Core cultivators nor severing the Evil Fetus seemed easy.

Relatively speaking, severing the Evil Fetus might even be more "practical" – at least he was now truly, step by step, walking the path of "severing the Evil Fetus".

As for killing Golden Core demonic cultivators... it was not only dangerous, but also full of variables.

Even Gu Shushu, who was in the Golden Core realm, nearly lost his life, let alone himself, a mere cultivator in the Foundation Building stage.

In the third-grade region, within the killing array among Golden Core cultivators, there was no room for him to intervene.

Trying to refine divine marrow by killing Golden Core cultivators was almost wishful thinking.

Mo Hua frowned.

But this matter couldn't be ignored.

Because there was also the matter of Gu Shushu.

Gu Shushu had followed him for too long, gotten involved in many things, and accumulated too much karma. This was why he was targeted by the Evil God's forces, why a Golden Core demonic cultivator was even willing to self-detonate his Golden Core just to perish with him...

Although Gu Shushu himself said he was a Si Dian Si of the Dao Court, and it was his duty to apprehend evil demonic cultivators, speaking truthfully, there was definitely a reason related to himself.

If it weren't for him, this "bringer of disaster", Gu Shushu likely wouldn't be so deeply involved in the Evil God's scheme.

Before, in the second-grade region, apprehending peak second-grade criminal cultivators was fine.

Now, as a Si Dian Si in the early stage of the Golden Core realm, he had to openly and secretly fight against more than a dozen Golden Core demonic cultivators stationed in the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect in the third-grade region.

Amidst the wind and bloodshed, one moment of carelessness could cost him his life.

Mo Hua sighed.

Although Gu Shushu was cold and icy, he was still a very good person, and it would be a pity for him to die.

"Is there no other way? Can I help the Dao Court Si hunt down Golden Core demonic cultivators and protect Gu Shushu's safety, and incidentally earn some divine marrow?"

Of course, the divine marrow was secondary.

His main concern was Gu Shushu's safety.

Mo Hua nodded, but after thinking for a long time, he was still at a loss.

Cultivation was like an impenetrable barrier between cultivators.

Many things simply wouldn't work if one's cultivation wasn't sufficient, no matter how hard they tried.

Moreover, the gap between the mid-stage of Foundation Building and the Golden Core realm was truly too vast.

Mo Hua shook his head.

This matter could only be put aside for now. He could only silently wish in his heart that Gu Shushu would turn misfortune into blessing in the future...

He truly felt powerless to help.

After Mo Hua cultivated for another two days, the seven-day period arrived.

He went back to the back mountain again to find Old Ancestor to learn sword techniques.

But this time, after Mo Hua finished burning incense, bathing, and preparing, he sat honestly in the disciple residence, waiting for Old Ancestor to "open the door" and take him at the appointed time.

The void in front remained calm for a long time, with no movement.

"What's wrong?" Mo Hua was a bit astonished.

Did Old Ancestor perhaps forget the time?

That's impossible...

"Or, did something happen to Old Ancestor?"

Mo Hua's mood became a bit heavy.

He waited for a while longer, but there was still no movement in front. Just when Mo Hua thought Old Ancestor wouldn't take him to learn sword techniques tonight, the void finally began to flicker.

A deep black spatial crack appeared, and a withered, thin large hand stretched out, grabbing hold of Mo Hua's collar.

In an instant, the scene changed, and Mo Hua arrived at the Sword Tomb again.

Mo Hua looked closely. The back mountain was still that back mountain, the Sword Tomb was still that Sword Tomb.

Dugu Old Ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Sword Tomb, also seemed to be the same as usual, with no abnormalities.

"Practice sword."

Dugu Old Ancestor's voice was as low and hoarse as ever, desolate like dry stones on a dark night.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment and asked, "Old Ancestor, what sword move should I practice?"

He had already learned the Chop God Sword.

"Start from the beginning. All that I have taught you, practice again."

Mo Hua was slightly stunned, "Start from the beginning?"

Dugu Old Ancestor nodded, "Using formations to substitute for swords, opening another path, this is a good thing. But do not forget the foundation of the sword dao. To a certain extent, the Divine Sense Turning Sword True Formula is, after all, a sword formula. Practicing more swords is always beneficial."

Mo Hua felt that it made sense, so he nodded.

Although his "cheat" style Divine Sense Turning Sword was very suitable for the "dao" he wanted to follow, the original sword law dao, even if not proficient, still needed to be mastered.

Learning was important in all worldly affairs.

Cultivating the dao was also like this. Array laws and sword laws both had profound ways.

It was best to not fear hardship, not be afraid of trivialities, and start from the foundation, learning more of everything.

However, Old Ancestor's attitude always made Mo Hua feel a bit off.

It seemed Old Ancestor... was guarding against something?

Mo Hua couldn't ask and only buried his head, continuing to practice sword techniques.

Just like this, he seemed to have returned to the beginning, still proceeding steadily, starting from sword moves, practicing sword techniques step by step.

Moreover, he was still practicing physical body cultivation type sword law moves.

Of course, he could only practice the moves; the power was not strong, only serving to strengthen his body.

After practicing for more than an hour, the time came for Mo Hua to leave.

Dugu Old Ancestor was silent for a moment, then suddenly pointed at his forehead with his hand, borrowed a wisp of sword intent, and drew a circle on the ground.

On this circle, the sword intent was deep and unfathomable, enveloping both Mo Hua and himself within the circle.

Only then did Dugu Old Ancestor open his mouth and ask:

"Mo Hua..."

He paused for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and asked, his voice chilling: "Last time you came over, what did I teach you?"

Mo Hua was startled, then his pupils slightly shrank, and he deliberately said:

"Old Ancestor, you taught me the method of self-severing the life soul, severing the lesser self, comprehending the origin, transforming the sword dao, and obtaining proof of the great dao."

Dugu Old Ancestor heard this and was silent for a long time, not speaking.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, finally swallowing the words "Tai Shang Severing Emotion" and asked:

"Old Ancestor, is there something wrong with me?"

Dugu Old Ancestor did not answer, but his expression was solemn, even somewhat frighteningly so, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Mo Hua, you must remember, from now on, anything I teach you, you do not need to fully believe. Think for yourself more about everything, and guard your heart..."

Mo Hua frowned, "Old Ancestor..."

Before he could ask what was wrong, Dugu Old Ancestor's solemn face instantly disappeared, and his expression became indifferent again, as if all external things in the world did not bother his heart.

No sorrow, no joy, no attachment, no thought.

Mo Hua silently stopped speaking.

Dugu Old Ancestor drew with a finger, breaking the "sword circle" he had just drawn, and lifted his indifferent eyes to look at Mo Hua:

"Just now, what did I teach you?"

Mo Hua was silent for a moment and said, "Old Ancestor, you taught me the method of self-severing the life soul."

Dugu Old Ancestor nodded, "Very good, study hard."

Mo Hua said no more, bowed respectfully:

"Then, Old Ancestor, I will take my leave first."

Dugu Old Ancestor's indifferent gaze looked at Mo Hua, revealing a trace of strange "appreciation", then broke the void and sent Mo Hua away.

Inside the Sword Tomb, only Dugu Old Ancestor remained.

His figure was even more desolate, even appearing somewhat hunched.

The bleak moonlight shone, making him appear even more desolate.

And his expression also fell into contradiction, sometimes cold, sometimes confused, sometimes with a deep frown, and sometimes like a blank sheet of paper, devoid of any emotion.

Just as these emotions intertwined, Dugu Old Ancestor said bitterly:

"I shouldn't have taught... from the beginning, I shouldn't have taught him anything..."

"Junior brother is right, I... have made another mistake."

"Divine Sense Turning Sword, cannot be learned..."

"Those things also cannot be touched at all. They were originally all sealed well. It was I who opened the door for them..."

"I found a good seedling for them..."

"If he doesn't learn, nothing will happen, but once he learns... the sword is stronger, the demon is also stronger, and they cannot be eliminated..."

"It was my fault."

"This sword formula indeed should be sealed, and should be buried with me in this Sword Tomb, turned into dry bones, turned into dust."

"I..."

When Dugu Old Ancestor said this, he coughed violently, his face distorted, his five senses disappeared, like a person without a face.

But on his face, which clearly had no five senses, only human skin, a distinct smile was revealed:

"I taught very well!"

"The seed has been planted..."

"He has begun to learn, I can feel that he has already begun to sever..."

"Sever, sever quickly, sever yourself, sever humanity, sever all emotions, karma, sever everything..."

"Dugu Old Ancestor" laughed in a low voice, the voice strange, indistinguishable between male and female, like ghosts and demons from the nine netherworld, echoing between the Sword Tomb.

Inside the disciple residence.

Mo Hua wrinkled his eyebrows.

He felt that Old Ancestor, the elder, must really have some problem.

But exactly what the problem was, he couldn't say.

With his cultivation, he was still separated by a big mountain from the Golden Core realm, let alone the Cavern Void realm above the Feather Transformation stage.

The key was that he didn't know what he could do. Rashly intervening was very likely to be counterproductive and make the situation worse.

Mo Hua pondered for a long time and still felt that for now, he could only wait and see.

He still had self-awareness.

If Old Ancestor himself couldn't solve the matter of Dugu Old Ancestor, he definitely had no chance.

He should still strictly follow Old Ancestor's instructions and practice sword techniques diligently.

But when it came to practicing sword techniques...

Mo Hua thought of the sentence Old Ancestor admonished him with just now:

"From now on, anything I teach you, you do not need to fully believe. Think for yourself more about everything, and guard your heart..."

Do not need to fully believe, think for yourself, guard your heart...

Mo Hua reflected for a moment and immediately realized that Old Ancestor was likely hinting to him that some methods needed to be cultivated cautiously.

Especially that one, he didn't know if it was the "Tai Shang Severing Emotion Dao" that Old Ancestor passed to him.

"It's a good thing I'm cautious and keep a watchful eye..."

Mo Hua silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Moreover, thinking about it now, his cultivation method also did not violate Old Ancestor's words: "do not need to fully believe, think for yourself, guard your heart."

It should still be okay...

Mo Hua considered it for a while longer, but matters at the Cavern Void level were like clouds on a mountain peak, hazy and unclear in reality.

Mo Hua sighed and could only give up for now.

Thereafter, Mo Hua still followed his plan as always, cultivating the dao and practicing sword techniques, cultivating both the "Chop God Sword" and the "Severing Emotion Dao".

Daily, this little senior brother in the mid-stage of Foundation Building would also attend the Taixu Gate Foundation Building late-stage cultivation dao courses with the little junior brothers in the late-stage of Foundation Building.

When he had free time, he would go to see Yu'er.

Yu'er had been frightened in the Gu family last time, had a nightmare, and his spirits had not been good.

Inside Yu'er's room.

Mo Hua arranged some divine dao formations by Yu'er's bedside and lit a stick of calming spirit incense he had begged from Mr. Mei.

A quiet fragrance filled the room.

"You were frightened, and your divine soul is unstable. Don't learn formations these days, rest more. After some time, you can make up for the missed homework." Mo Hua said gently.

Yu'er nodded obediently, "Okay, Brother Mo."

Mo Hua smiled and turned to leave, but Yu'er suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes, "Brother Mo..."

Mo Hua turned his head back and said gently, "What's wrong? Still having nightmares?"

Yu'er gently shook his head, but looking at his expression, he was still a bit scared.

Mo Hua then touched his head, "It's nothing, I'll accompany you for a while, sleep peacefully."

"Mhm." Yu'er nodded gently.

Then Yu'er closed his eyes.

His face was small and handsome, and when he closed his eyes, he looked like a docile and cute little lamb.

But not long after, Yu'er opened his eyes again, and in his clear eyes, like a little deer, a thick unease was revealed.

Mo Hua was startled and asked, "What happened?"

Yu'er hesitated and said, "Brother Mo, will something happen to me?"

Mo Hua was a bit confused, "What do you mean?"

Yu'er said, "It's just... will you encounter danger?"

Mo Hua was a bit puzzled, but still said, "Everyone, in this lifetime, will encounter danger. I have also encountered many dangers, but I have all turned danger into safety. So there's no need to worry too much about this kind of thing."

"Mhm." Yu'er nodded.

Mo Hua looked at Yu'er and asked softly, "Yu'er, are you worried about something?"

Yu'er's face was pale, he bit his lips tightly, and after a moment, he slowly said:

"Brother Mo, am I... a divine fetus?"

Mo Hua's pupils suddenly shrank, and a slight chill emerged in his heart, but his voice was still as gentle as possible:

"Who told you this?"

Yu'er shook his head, "No one told me, it was... I heard it in my dream..."

"Dream?"

"Mhm," Yu'er said, "That day in the Gu family, Uncle Gu suddenly became very scary. His eyes were black and red. He looked at me, and I had a nightmare."

"After Brother Mo came, I felt much better... But later, I still had some intermittent nightmares."

"In the dream, there seemed to be many mountains, many monsters, dripping with blood..."

"It seemed someone was talking..."

"What did they say? What did they want to wake up? What was a rabbit? What was a cry? What was one mountain, one water, one person..."

"They also said many people were going to die... blood would flow into rivers, bones would be paved into tall buildings, human flesh would be built into city walls, everything would be connected..."

"They also said that doing these things was all because of me..."

"Because of me, everyone would be harmed and die, everyone would die..."

Yu'er's face became paler and paler, his body also shivered, seemingly falling into deep self-blame and fear, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

Mo Hua felt a bit heartbroken, then smiled and touched Yu'er's head, saying:

"This is just a dream. Dreams are often the opposite. Everyone will live well, no need to worry."

Yu'er's eyes were filled with tears, and he nodded.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then said, "Yu'er, do you know about demon evil spirits?"

Yu'er shook his head, then nodded, "Are those in my dream them?"

"Mhm." Mo Hua nodded and said, "Demon evil spirits are most skilled at confusing hearts. They will take advantage of your fear, worry, fright, and unstable heart to deceive you."

"Demon words are all lies."

"The more you are afraid of them, the more they will bully you. If your heart is strong, they will not dare to deceive you."

"Moreover..." Mo Hua's handsome eyebrows raised, "All the demon evil spirits in this world are nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs in front of your Brother Mo. I only need one sword to chop them all off."

"Next time they deceive you again, just tell me, and I will definitely kill them all!"

In Mo Hua's voice, a gentle killing intent was revealed.

Yu'er's eyes gradually brightened, and his heart also felt much more at ease. He smiled at Mo Hua and nodded.

"Okay, sleep well. When you have good spirits, no evil thoughts will disturb you." Mo Hua said.

Yu'er nodded obediently, then slowly closed his eyes.

Mo Hua guarded him from the side until Yu'er fell into a deep sleep, only then did he leave with peace of mind.

After Mo Hua left, Yu'er was still sleeping peacefully.

But in a moment, Yu'er in his sleep slowly wrinkled his eyebrows again.

Beside his ear, a sinister, strange, and sharp voice rang out:

"He is deceiving you..."

"He is only in the Foundation Building stage, how many evil spirits can he chop?"

"Demons are endless. Sooner or later, he will also be completely swallowed by demons... his blood will be sucked dry, his flesh will be eaten, and even his bones will be gnawed clean..."

"And all of this is because of you."

"The more you tell them, the faster they die."

"They will die in your hands..."

Yu'er curled up his body, tears wet the quilt, and he mumbled in a low voice:

"I don't want Mother to die, I don't want Brother Mo to die, I..."

Inside the disciple residence.

Mo Hua thought about Yu'er's matter, his gaze heavy, and he couldn't help but murmur:

"Strange..."

"There is no aura of evil spirits, no evil karma, no Evil God parasite... Why does Yu'er still have nightmares? And even hear whispers?"

"Perhaps it's because... the Evil God is about to wake up?"

"Also, what do those things Yu'er said mean?"

"What is the rabbit crying? What is one mountain, one water, one person?"

"Blood will flow into rivers, bones will be paved into tall buildings, human flesh will be built into city walls..."

"These, perhaps are some kind of omen?"

Mo Hua's heart inexplicably felt a trace of urgency.

He only roughly knew the outline of the Evil God's plan, but he still knew very little about what this plot actually was...

Looking at it now, the Evil God's entire plan for revival might be bloodier, crueler, and larger in scale than he had imagined.

To the extent that... everyone will die?

Thereafter, Mo Hua wanted to investigate some more clues, but there was fundamentally nowhere to start.

The blood-sucking list had been wiped clean by him. The Foundation Building criminal cultivators under the Evil God had also been wiped out by him at the "divine soul" level.

Now, only the "Young Master" remained.

But the Young Master was hiding behind the scenes and not showing his face.

He couldn't investigate the Golden Core demonic cultivators.

In other places, there were no effective clues either...

Calculating everything, Mo Hua still couldn't do anything. He could only calm down, cultivate peacefully, and continue to practice sword techniques...

More than a month passed like this, and Gu Changhuai's injuries also improved significantly.

He was in the Golden Core realm and had a solid foundation. The Gu family was also considered a large family, and they did not lack pills, medicine, and spiritual materials. So, after careful nursing for more than a month, his injuries had mostly healed.

Only his divine sense was still damaged, and he would occasionally feel dizzy and have stabbing pain. There were also lingering pains from meridian injuries, so he couldn't exert full force.

Normally speaking, with his situation, he should be resting at home.

But Gu Changhuai had a stubborn temper and was also a "workaholic". As soon as he could move, he immediately went back to the Dao Court Si to take office.

Mo Hua was a bit worried.

Last time, it could be said that Gu Shushu was lucky.

But what about next time?

If there was a next time, he might truly lose his life...

How could a Dao Court Si Dian Si, who was still injured and in the open, possibly defend against more than a dozen Golden Core demonic cultivators hiding in the dark...

But worrying was also useless.

Time still passed little by little.

Mo Hua's realm was still stuck, and the Divine Sense Turning Sword was still in practice.

The Evil God's plan should still be progressing in the dark.

The Dao Court Si was still eradicating the Demon Sect, Gu Shushu was still covered in bloody wind and rain, and Yu'er was no longer as happy as before...

Mo Hua only felt that the situation was gradually getting out of his control, and he felt somewhat powerless.

Until this day, Cheng Mo gave him a token.