The Quest for Immortality

Mo Hua was moved in his heart.

Since his arrival in Qian State, Aunt Wan had been the kindest to him, although it was because he had saved Yu Er, but the effort she spared in gratitude was extraordinarily commendable.

"Aunt Wan, this..."

Mo Hua’s expression was complex.

"Don’t take it to heart..." said Wenren Wan, "this is all you deserve..."

"But..."

Wenren Wan immediately furrowed her brows and said, "I went through a lot of trouble to get these for you, don’t say you don’t want them!"

Her gaze was sincere and earnest, and her tone left no room for doubt.

Mo Hua felt a warmth in his heart, looking at the several letters of introduction, and pondered silently.

Though relying on himself, painting formations for others, earning Spirit Stones, he could get by in the Qian Learning State Boundary, and then look for an opportunity.

But that would waste too much time, and he may not necessarily come across any opportunity.

If it dragged on for too long, his own cultivation would be delayed.

The advancement in formation skills would also slow down.

He did not know when he would be able to rescue his master...

Mo Hua glanced at Wenren Wan, seeing a trace of concern in her eyes, clearly she had put a lot of thought into this, it was truly for his own good...

Mo Hua felt relieved, nodded, and decided not to be overly modest.

Even heroes have their difficult times, let alone a child like himself.

There’s no need to put on a tough front when it isn’t necessary.

When others treat you well, accepting their kindness graciously is the way to go.

If there’s an opportunity in the future, he would repay this kindness!

"Thank you, Aunt Wan!"

Mo Hua said with a smile, quietly noting this kindness in his heart.

Wenren Wan also sighed a breath of relief, then cheerfully said, "Hurry up and choose. Which one do you like?"

"Can I really choose?"

"Mhm."

Mo Hua looked at the three letters of introduction, then spoke with a hint of doubt:

"Tai’a, Chongxu, Taixu... these three names, why do they feel somewhat similar..."

"They come from the same lineage..." Wenren Wan explained, "These three sects have some ancestral origins, saying they are ’of the same alliance’ isn’t an exaggeration..."

"But times have changed since then, now they are completely three independent sects, the names are just somewhat alike."

Wenren Wan continued, "All three of these sects have good relations with the Wenren Family, and they also have some connection with the Shangguan Family, though not very deep. Now, I’ve used favors from both the Wenren and Shangguan families, hence I managed to exchange for these three letters of introduction, but you can only choose one."

"Okay," Mo Hua nodded.

He frowned as he focused on the three sects.

These three sects were completely outside of his expectations.

Tai’a, Chongxu, Taixu...

He hadn’t paid much attention to them before, even when he was sending out resumes to test the waters, he hadn’t really cared about them, always feeling that these names were somehow not quite right for him...

"Joining a sect is a big deal, make sure to choose carefully..."

Wenren Wan’s tone became more serious.

She thought it over and still felt it was necessary to clarify things.

"These three sects all have considerable ties with the Wenren Family; normally, I shouldn’t really say this, but..."

Wenren Wan leaned closer to Mo Hua and whispered, "Although all are among the ’Eight Great Gates,’ there are distinctions of high and low..."

"Among these three sects, the best one is ’Tai’a Sect,’ ranking at the top of the Eight Great Gates..."

"The next is ’Chongxu Sect,’ only around the middle..."

"’Taixu Gate’ is somewhat inferior, considered the lowest..."

"Their heritage and lineage, being from the same origin and stream, are not too different due to the different branches, it’s just that over the years, the difference between the disciples taught by sect elders has grown somewhat..."

"Of course, there are also differences in the sect’s status and that of cultivation resources..."

Wenren Wan explained in detail to Mo Hua once more, then said:

"Think it over carefully..."

Mo Hua stared at the three sects, pondered deeply, and after a long deliberation, he decided:

"Aunt Wan, I’ll choose ’Taixu Gate’..."

Wenren Wan was taken aback, "Why would you choose Taixu Gate?"

Mo Hua had his own considerations.

The Tai’a Sect and the Rushing Void Sect belonged to the upper-middle tier, which also meant that their Sect thresholds were higher, and the cost of entry was greater. The favor owed by Aunt Wan’s side would be even larger.

Therefore, choosing the less prominent "Taixu Gate" would be better.

Moreover, Mo Hua didn’t want to compete with the Proud Sons of Heaven.

He just wanted to cultivate diligently and learn Formation Painting quietly.

As one of the Eight Great Gates, the Taixu Gate had enough inheritance and Tao Cultivation resources for his own use.

Of course, there was another reason.

Mo Hua said with a serious face, "Taixu Gate sounds cooler..."

Striving for the utmost of Heavenly Dao, wandering in Taixu!

Taixu Gate!

Wenren Wan was startled, her thoughts momentarily scrambled, and she couldn’t help but think to herself:

This child Mo Hua indeed thinks somewhat... differently from ordinary people...

"Have you... really made up your mind?"

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded solemnly.

Wenren Wan said tactfully:

"The Tai’a Sect and the Rushing Void Sect would be somewhat better, their Sect strength is also stronger..."

Mo Hua said firmly with a small face, "The strength of a Sect is only temporary, but whether you are cool or not, that’s for a lifetime!"

Wenren Wan opened her mouth, at a loss for words. In the end, she could only sigh and say:

"Alright then..."

"Oh, right," Wenren Wan continued, "do you have any specialties... so I can write it in the invitation letter, it will also give me an excuse, no, a reason to recommend you to others..."

Mo Hua said, "I’m quite good with Formation..."

"Formation?" Wenren Wan hesitated for a moment, too embarrassed to speak frankly, she tactfully said, "Anything else...?"

She felt that Mo Hua, coming from Little Immortal City, might not be very clear about it.

Qian State was a land of cultivation excellence.

Formation was broad and profound.

In a place like Qian State, it was very easy to be mocked for rashly claiming to be "good at Formation"... Explore new worlds at

Mo Hua said, "My Formation skills are truly not bad..."

He took out the first-grade Heaven Shu Ring and showed it to Wenren Wan.

Although he knew how to paint Second Grade formations, he had not yet received an official assessment and was not considered a Second Grade Initial Stage Formation Master, so he did not want to boast too much.

Being modest was still better as a person.

"You’re actually a First Grade Formation Master?"

Wenren Wan was somewhat surprised.

Even in Qian State, it was rare for someone as young as Mo Hua to become a First Grade Formation Master, even among the progeny of Noble Families.

Even though Tongxian City, being a smaller Immortal City, had more lenient assessments and somewhat lagging Formation levels.

Their First Grade, compared to Qian State’s First Grade, might be "worlds apart," but it was still quite an achievement.

To say he was "good at Formation," at least, it was just barely plausible...

At least on the surface, having a "specialty" was also acceptable to put forward.

Wenren Wan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

The matter was thus decided.

And so, Mo Hua planned to head to the Taixu Gate.

However, there was still the most important reason for choosing the Taixu Gate that he hadn’t told Wenren Wan.

Wandering in Taixu...

The moment he saw the words "Taixu Gate," his Divine Sense stirred. After silently performing Calculation, he discovered a trace of obscure cause and effect in the dark.

This strand of cause and effect, though difficult to discern, was clearer than it had been during previous Calculations.

Within the cause and effect.

In the ruined temple on the desolate mountain, the image of Lord Yellow Mountain, who had been slain for his malicious thoughts, surfaced again in Mo Hua’s mind.

Only a few fleeting images.

But the Yellow Mountain Lord Mo Hua had encountered was different.

It had an extremely powerful aura, an enormous body, eyes soaked in blood, boundless ferocity and evil thoughts swirling around it.

Simultaneously emerging was a name with Sword Qi reaching the heavens, filled with an icy killing intent:

Taixu Divine Thought Sword True Jue!