Chapter 930: Fan Jin

Wild Goose Falling Mountain, eight hundred li.

River paths are intricate, marshes are everywhere, filled with poisonous fog and miasma that covers the sky. Wild geese flying over often die from the poison and fall into the marshes, turning into putrid water, hence the name "Wild Goose Falling Mountain."

A branch of the Smoky Water River flows through the mountain ranges.

The river water emits a fishy smell.

Deep within the mountain, the terrain is dangerous and complex.

The Demonic Sect was just built in this location.

At this time, outside the deep mountain, in this perilous environment, numerous righteous path cultivators were already lying low in the mountain forests and marshes.

The momentum for this encirclement and annihilation of the Demonic Sect is grand.

The Dao Court Department dispatched fifteen Gold Core Standard Officers, in addition to six hundred late Foundation Building and even peak Foundation Building Executive Officers.

The Tai Xu Gate, joining hands with the Dao Court Department, dispatched twenty Gold Core Elders.

The Tai Xu Gate, formed by the merger of three sects, has numerous cultivators and many elders, so they dispatched a full twenty elders, more than the Dao Court Department.

However, there weren't many inner disciples, only one hundred were sent.

Encircling and annihilating a Demonic Sect, especially a third-grade Demonic Sect, requires fighting against Gold Core demon heads, and the slaughter is extremely dangerous.

And for a major sect like Tai Xu Gate, the disciples who can enter the inner gate are all heavenly talents among the elites, future pillars of the sect. It is naturally impossible to let them risk falling by engaging in a deadly battle with the Demonic Sect too early.

Inner disciples are not "cannon fodder," but "seeds."

Letting them participate in the encirclement and annihilation of the Demonic Sect is for tempering their character, for letting them witness the cruelty of the Demonic Sect, and for letting them adapt to the bloody deadly battles with demonic path cultivators, so that they can truly stand on their own in the future and become pillars of the sect.

The only outer disciple in the field is Mo Hua.

Of course, he did not come for experience.

He is the "behind-the-scenes black hand."

The behind-the-scenes black hand who pushed for the destruction of the Demonic Sect.

Qian Xue Province is a large province with numerous sects. Any Demonic Sect that dares to show its head here will inevitably be exterminated—it's only a matter of time.

Whether or not Mo Hua was involved, this outcome would not change.

Mo Hua merely accelerated the process, pushing the progress of the Demonic Sect's extermination from the beginning to the end.

And now, Mo Hua is personally present at the scene, personally witnessing the outcome of this operation.

It is a pity that his position is a bit far from the Demonic Sect, so he cannot see very clearly.

He has no other choice, this is already the biggest compromise.

Gu Uncle and Sister Xia from the Dao Court Department, Old Mister Xun and the various elders from Tai Xu Gate, unanimously disagreed with him coming to join in the fun.

Especially Old Mister Xun.

A son of a thousand gold does not sit under a precarious eaves.

Exterminating the Demonic Sect, surrounding and killing Gold Core demon heads, is too dangerous. Should there be a slight mishap, Mo Hua would be in danger of his life. By that time, it would be too late to regret.

But Mo Hua strongly requested to come and promised to be well-behaved, stay peacefully far away, and avoid any accidents. Plus, with so many sect elders following, they thought they could protect him.

Old Mister Xun then reluctantly nodded.

Therefore, although Mo Hua can participate in the extermination of demonic cultivators, he can only watch from a distance and has lost his "personal freedom." He must stay with the elders and is not allowed to act alone.

And the matter of exterminating the Demonic Sect basically doesn't need him either.

As an "intermediary," he has already completed his task of pulling strings and building bridges.

Other matters are the responsibility of the Dao Court Department and the sect elders; he cannot intervene.

His strength is not enough to surround and kill Gold Core demon heads.

The arrays near the Demonic Sect will also be handled by Elder Xun Zi Xian and other array elders, so he does not need to step in either.

Moreover, most of the arrays near the Demonic Sect are third-grade, exceeding his array level, so he cannot help even if he wanted to.

All he can do is honestly watch beside Elder Xun Zi Xian as he breaks the Demonic Sect's arrays, humbly learning, and understanding in advance the rules of operation and breaking of third-grade arrays.

After the arrays are broken, it is the pre-battle preparation stage.

Large numbers of Dao Court Department cultivators, according to the predetermined plan, secretly surround the Demonic Sect.

The elders of Tai Xu Gate also begin to move.

The thin mist is hazy, and everything is unfolding intensely and densely.

Mo Hua, who is located at the edge of the battlefield, is instead "idle," only gazing deeply, silently watching all this.

He is currently staying inside a temporary camp.

Near the camp, also idle like him, is another person.

This person is tall and sturdy, with a full beard, wearing a Dao Court Department Standard Officer robe. It is indeed Fan Jin.

Fan Jin is responsible for the "rear guard."

Encircling and annihilating a major matter like the Demonic Sect is extremely dangerous. With his early Gold Core cultivation, he still does not have the qualification to take the lead and charge into battle.

Following behind the vanguard, as the main force to kill demonic cultivators and earn merit.

This kind of good thing does not fall to him again.

Besides, he lacks the ability for things like scouting, eavesdropping, and breaking arrays.

Therefore, he can only do "rear guard" work. If the encirclement and annihilation fails, he has to be responsible for covering the retreat. If the demonic cultivators flee, he has to be responsible for intercepting them. Some of the dirty and tiring work of the aftermath is also all done by him.

At this time, it is still the preparation stage, and people are coming and going in the camp.

Fan Jin can't help but look around, his heart heavy.

He was transferred from a small place to participate in this major matter of encircling and annihilating the Demonic Sect, which is actually a good opportunity to meet other cultivator friends and seek favors.

Cultivation is also about cultivating human relationships.

If you want to progress, you have to work hard to find opportunities.

But he looked for a long time and couldn't find anyone to talk to.

The Gold Core cultivators coming and going are either Standard Officers from influential families, serving in Qian Xue Province, who are naturally one level higher than a Standard Officer from his remote province.

Or they are true transmission elders from one of the eight major sects of Qian Xue Province, like Tai Xu Gate, with deep cultivation and superior dao lineage. He fundamentally dares not go to seek favors.

Even if he speaks, others will not pay attention to him. After all, his origin, dao lineage, and cultivation are all inferior to theirs.

The tall and burly Fan Jin stands in the crowd but feels everywhere half a head shorter.

But he does not want to give up, opportunity only comes this once.

Once the matter of exterminating the Demonic Sect is over, no matter what the outcome, there may not be such a large battle formation afterwards, where he can encounter so many Gold Core cultivators.

Even if there is, he may not have the qualification to participate.

While maintaining a vigilant expression, Fan Jin uses his peripheral vision to size up the coming and going cultivators, to see if there is anyone with a lower status, who looks amiable, and is relatively easy to talk to, so he can chat a bit and build some connections.

Looking around, he finally found one.

He is young, looks tender, has weak blood energy, low spiritual power, and is following behind a group of elders, like someone who is "joining in the fun."

The key is that he has a clear and handsome appearance, clear eyes, and smiles kindly and approachablely. At first glance, he looks very easy to talk to.

The only problem is that he is only Foundation Building.

But Foundation Building is just Foundation Building. He can't chat with Gold Core anyway.

Moreover, he is wearing a Tai Xu Gate robe, so he should be a disciple of Tai Xu Gate. Perhaps he can use him to build a relationship with the sect elders behind him.

Connections in a major sect like this, even if it's just a few words of favor or exchanging names, can sometimes be useful.

At worst, saying it out also gives face.

Fan Jin then quietly approached Mo Hua.

Mo Hua, who was just sizing up the surrounding mountains, also discovered this strange Gold Core Standard Officer. He turned his head and looked at him curiously, wondering what he wanted to do.

Fan Jin braced himself and cupped his hands, saying:

"I am Fan Jin, an impolite Dao Court Department Standard Officer. Little brother, are you... a disciple of Tai Xu Gate?"

Mo Hua looked at the Tai Xu Gate robe on his body and felt that he was talking nonsense. He nodded and asked:

"What's the matter?"

Fan Jin was suddenly stuck.

What's the matter?

He originally had no matter...

He just wanted to come and chat, build some connections, and see if he could mix in some relationships.

He didn't know this little brother's name or what he liked, let alone what to chat about.

He had the desire to progress, but when he took the first step, he suddenly didn't know how to proceed.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment.

Fan Jin...

This name, he seems to have a little impression.

"Do you know Gu Uncle?" Mo Hua asked him.

Fan Jin was startled, "Gu Uncle?"

"Gu Chang Huai," Mo Hua said.

Fan Jin nodded repeatedly, "Know, know, Standard Officer Gu Chang Huai. I was temporarily transferred to Qian Xue Province and have always worked with Standard Officer Gu, receiving a lot of care from him."

Fan Jin sighed in relief in his heart.

This relationship somehow continued, but he never thought it would continue from the always cold-faced and impartial Standard Officer Gu.

Mo Hua also nodded slightly.

He remembered, there was indeed such a Standard Officer.

At that time, when he used the command token to tell the Demonic Sect that there was an "internal spy, stop the action," this Standard Officer Fan was acting with Gu Uncle.

Counting it up, he still saved his life.

"Little brother, are you from the Gu family?" Fan Jin asked quietly.

Mo Hua shook his head, "My surname is Mo."

Surname Mo...

Fan Jin felt a little strange. In his impression, there seemed to be no family surnamed "Mo" near Qian Xue Province.

However, this also confirmed his judgment.

"Perhaps little brother... is not a disciple of a family clan?" Fan Jin asked.

Mo Hua asked him, "How do you know?"

Fan Jin said quietly: "Little brother, don't blame me, I'm not boasting, but I'm quite good at judging people."

He glanced at Mo Hua, "Your blood energy is weak. When you were young, you must have lacked spiritual objects to nourish you, and your spiritual power is weak. Your spiritual root must be average. This explains that you are definitely not from a large family or clan."

"That you can join Tai Xu Gate is estimated to be another opportunity."

"But," Fan Jin shook his head, a little emotional, "In the sect, you are probably not valued much, only able to follow the elders on errands, do odd jobs, pour tea and serve water. Otherwise, it is impossible to be without any signs of life treasure nourishment until now."

Mo Hua was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You are quite accurate at judging people."

"Right," Fan Jin sighed, "Speaking of which, we are quite similar. Both from humble origins, wanting to stand out and make a future, it's quite difficult."

Mo Hua asked: "Are you from a small family?"

"That's right," Fan Jin nodded, "Fan family of Lonely Mountain City, a third-grade small family, but that was before. Now it has declined, the clan members are scattered, and I am almost a lone person as well."

"Lonely Mountain City?" Mo Hua was startled.

He did not expect that this Fan Jin would actually be from Lonely Mountain City.

"Little brother, do you know Lonely Mountain City?" Fan Jin asked.

"Um." Mo Hua nodded, "I know Master Gu from the Lonely Mountain Refining Workshop."

Fan Jin was greatly surprised, "You also know Master Gu?"

"You also know Master Gu?"

Fan Jin said: "I've drunk with Master Gu several times, we're quite familiar. In the early years, I even helped them handle the contract for their refining workshop."

Fan Jin did not expect that just by trying his luck and chatting for a while, he would actually manage to build connections. And these connections are growing stronger.

Fan Jin treated Mo Hua with more familiarity and enthusiasm.

"When you have time to go to Lonely Mountain City, I will definitely properly entertain little brother!"

"Okay!" Mo Hua was also very straightforward.

Fan Jin suddenly thought of something and shook his head, "No, it's better not to go to Lonely Mountain City. Wait until I can be transferred to Qian Xue Province or another surrounding province as a Standard Officer, then I will hold a banquet and invite little brother."

Mo Hua was startled, then his gaze flickered slightly, "Standard Officer Fan doesn't want to stay in Lonely Mountain City?"

"Who wants to stay in that godforsaken place?" Fan Jin waved his hand, an expression of disdain on his face.

But Mo Hua gazed deeply and saw that his expression was not quite right.

His expression was disdainful, but deep in his eyes, he hid fear, even a trace of... deep fear.

Fear...

What is he afraid of?

What is there to be afraid of in Lonely Mountain City?

Mo Hua's gaze slightly condensed.

Fan Jin was still unwilling to mention the words "Lonely Mountain City" again, and changed the subject, looking towards Mo Hua and saying with concern:

"Little brother, as someone who has experienced it, I must give you a suggestion. If you find it useful, just listen. If you find it useless, just treat it as my fart... treat it as me talking nonsense."

"Please speak, Standard Officer Fan," Mo Hua nodded.

Fan Jin said sincerely:

"You are at the late Foundation Building stage. The next step is to form your core. This life treasure... you must choose carefully. Although you are not valued by the sect and have no family support, you absolutely cannot be careless."

He originally wanted to use Mo Hua to build some relationships with the sect elders behind him, but he was a warm-hearted person. As he chatted with Mo Hua and became familiar, he forgot about this matter and sincerely gave Mo Hua suggestions.

Although Mo Hua actually didn't need this suggestion.

Fan Jin saw Mo Hua's indifferent expression, thinking that Mo Hua didn't believe him and didn't take his words to heart, so he became a little anxious:

"Really, little brother, I am someone who has experienced this, I'm not deceiving you. I just suffered this big loss. At that time, I thought it would be fine as long as I could form my core. As for treasure, I thought I could just make do. As a result, although I have formed my core now, the treasure is not good, and I suffer losses everywhere..."

Mo Hua asked curiously: "Standard Officer Fan, what is your treasure?"

"Hammer."

"Your life treasure is a hammer?"

"Yes."

Fan Jin's face was full of unspeakable bitterness.

"So, for life treasure, you must be cautious, absolutely cautious, and you must choose the most suitable one, you cannot seek convenience."

Mo Hua slowly nodded.

He had already considered the problem of the treasure for a long time, and he actually didn't care what this Standard Officer Fan said. What he cared about was still the matter of Lonely Mountain City.

Mo Hua wanted to know what exactly happened in Lonely Mountain City that would make this Gold Core Standard Officer feel fear in his heart.

But before he could ask, he heard Elder Xun Zi Xian call out to him:

"Mo Hua, come and have some tea."

"Oh, okay." Mo Hua quickly replied.

Fan Jin also looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person calling Mo Hua was unexpectedly a late Gold Core Elder of Tai Xu Gate, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, an extraordinary appearance and demeanor. He was immediately shocked in his heart.

The late Gold Core true transmission elders of the eight major sects are thousands of miles different in status from him, a small place early Gold Core Standard Officer. They are truly "unreachable."

Fan Jin wanted to cheekily go and build some connections, but the gap was really too big.

He had no confidence in speaking up.

Just at this moment, a Dao Court Department Executive Officer found him, "Standard Officer Fan, Standard Officer Gu is looking for you, the action is about to begin."

Fan Jin nodded, "I know." Then he cupped his hands towards Mo Hua, "Meeting is fate. I won't disturb little brother. If there's an opportunity next time, we'll chat again."

Mo Hua also cupped his hands, "The demonic cultivators are fierce, Standard Officer Fan, be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder, little brother."

After Fan Jin finished speaking, he turned and left, but he still felt a pity in his heart. What a good opportunity! If he had stayed a little longer and said a few more words, perhaps he could have built some connections with the "big figure" of Tai Xu Gate.

"Pity..."

Fan Jin walked a few steps and still couldn't help but turn his head and look back.

At this time, Elder Xun Zi Xian called Mo Hua to sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and said warmly: "A dao friend sent this. It's called Snow on Clear. You taste it."

The tea leaves were like snow, the tea water was clear, and the tea fragrance was strong.

Mo Hua picked up the teacup, took a sip, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, Elder Zi Xian!"

When Fan Jin saw this scene, he felt his brain buzzing and exploding in an instant.

No...

That's wrong.

Don't disciples pour tea for elders? Where is the reason for elders to pour tea for disciples?

What kind of sect style is this Tai Xu Gate?

Moreover, the one pouring the tea is a late Gold Core Elder who looks at first glance to be of honored status and profound knowledge.

He is afraid to even say a good word to such a great cultivator. Yet, he can personally pour tea for this little brother...

Fan Jin was stunned and muttered in his heart:

"What kind of divine being is this little brother..."

Then he suddenly thought, this elder just now seemed to have chanted this little brother's name:

Mo Hua.

"Mo Hua..."

Fan Jin frowned, only feeling that this name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. After pondering for a moment, his pupils shrunk and he took a breath of cold air.

"It couldn't be... that legendary 'Mo Hua', right..."

"That... 'little monster' of Tai Xu Gate?"

Half an hour later, everything was properly arranged, and the war to exterminate the Demonic Sect officially began.

But this had nothing to do with Mo Hua.

Elder Xun Zi Xian accompanying Mo Hua to drink tea was according to Old Ancestor Xun's command. It was both to watch over Mo Hua and prevent him from running around causing trouble, and to protect Mo Hua and prevent him from having any mishaps.

Mo Hua also just honestly drank tea, while looking far away towards the direction of the Demonic Sect, observing the development of the situation.

Numerous Dao Court Department cultivators, and the elders and disciples of Tai Xu Gate, along the predetermined route, like an undercurrent, gathered towards the direction of the Demonic Sect. At the same time, they formed a net, completely covering the Demonic Sect's old nest.

The mountain rain is coming, and the great war is imminent.

Wild Goose Falling Mountain, with its poisonous marshes and miasma everywhere, became even more deathly silent.

Suddenly, a burst of intense fluctuation transmitted, the mountains shattered, and the ground trembled.

This was the intense spiritual power explosion caused by the breaking of the Demonic Sect's external array, which caused the shaking.

Then, killing shouts rose, piercing through the clouds.

The leading Gold Core cultivators successively sacrificed their treasures and killed their way into the interior of the Demonic Sect. Sword energy, spells, knives, swords, and armor collided with each other, powers surged, and they slaughtered together with the Demonic Sect cultivators.

The sky, which was originally quite clear, also gradually filled with a bloody color, intertwined with thick miasma.

After the Gold Core charge, it was the slaughter of the large troops behind.

Dao Court Department Standard Officers led Executive Officers, Tai Xu Gate elders led inner disciples, forming arrays, like meat grinders, chopping and killing the Demonic Sect disciples in front one by one.

Five elements spiritual power and evil demonic blood energy collided and intertwined, producing strong explosions.

Limbs were scattered everywhere, flesh flew, the scene was extremely miserable.

Blood water flowed into the river water, seeped into the marshes, covering the entire Wild Goose Falling Mountain with a layer of bloody curtain.

This process was quite long.

Thousands of cultivators fought deadly battles in the mountain forests and poisonous marshes, blood splashed, knives and swords broke, spells flowed in the air, and hidden weapons roamed the ground. The scene was very grand.

After an unknown period of time, the war situation calmed down slightly.

Mo Hua knew that this was not the end of the encirclement and annihilation, but that the Gold Core elders and Dao Court Department Standard Officers had led the attack into the interior of the Demonic Sect.

Sure enough, a moment later, more intense shaking was transmitted.

This shaking split mountains and cracked stones, and scattered aura spread like wind waves towards the surroundings, causing the miasma of Wild Goose Falling Mountain to roll back and the mountains and marshes to surge.

At the same time, a violent, ferocious, terrifying roar, as if from an ancient fierce beast, echoed in Wild Goose Falling Mountain, causing hundreds of demons to tremble with fear and the righteous path cultivators to panic.

Mo Hua's pupils shrunk.

"This is... a dragon roar?!"

Four Symbols Azure Dragon Array...

Beside Mo Hua, the late Gold Core Elder Xun Zi Xian, hearing this roar, also couldn't help but change his face.

"Evil dragon..."

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