Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2058 Chapter 982: Fulfilling the Promise (Part 2)

This object was the hidden legacy of the Great Wilderness royalty, serving as the gateway to the Great Wilderness Taoist Repository. Should its existence be leaked, it would inevitably ignite a violent conflict and bring endless peril upon its owner.

Furthermore, the private possession of a Dragon Vein was no small matter...

"The Taoist Court wouldn't charge me with 'insurrection,' would they?"

"The Great Wilderness is a domain of the Karma Dragon; its vein belongs to that lineage rather than a True Dragon, so it should probably be fine..."

Mo Hua felt a lingering sense of apprehension in his heart.

After all, he was a law-abiding person who had never harbored any thoughts of rebellion.

After some contemplation, Mo Hua shrouded the Dragon Vein in a black cloth and stowed it away with great care.

The following morning, he paid a visit to Elder Master Xun to "surrender" the Dragon Vein.

Mo Hua was well aware that Elder Master Xun surely knew he had brought something into the Sect. Out of affection for him, the Elder had simply chosen to look the other way.

This was the depth of Elder Master Xun's trust.

However, Mo Hua knew he had to respect boundaries and avoid overstepping.

Since this Dragon Vein currently exceeded his ability to manage, entrusting it to the Sect was the wisest course of action.

As expected, the moment Elder Master Xun laid eyes on the black cloth Mo Hua presented, he deduced the contents without needing to unwrap them.

"Have you grown bored of playing with it?"

Mo Hua replied with a hint of sheepishness, "I just couldn't make any sense of it..."

Elder Master Xun gave a nod. "In that case, I shall safeguard it for you. Once your Cultivation and understanding have matured sufficiently, you may return to claim it."

While Mo Hua felt grateful, he remained a bit nervous, so he leaned in and whispered:

"Elder Master, will our Sect harboring this Dragon Vein provoke any trouble with the Taoist Court?"

Elder Master Xun arched an eyebrow. "Do not worry. What grounds could the Taoist Court possibly have for a grievance? The dragons of this realm do not belong to them alone."

"Furthermore, you have not flayed a True Dragon, nor have you harvested its tendons or refined its Dragon Vein. You merely retrieved the vein of a Karma Dragon; the Taoist Court will not harass you over such a thing."

"Besides, this secret is known only to the heavens, the earth, you, and me."

"With this Dragon Vein secured within our Taixu Gate, the Taoist Court remains oblivious. Thus, there will be no complications."

Feeling a weight lift from his shoulders, Mo Hua beamed at Elder Master Xun. "Then I shall leave it in your capable hands, Elder Master."

Elder Master Xun dismissed him with a flick of his hand. "Rest easy and devote your focus to your Cultivation."

"Understood."

With a smile and a respectful bow, Mo Hua took his leave.

Elder Master Xun watched him go, shaking his head with a touch of helplessness. Turning his gaze to the Dragon Vein, he noticed its aura seemed slightly diminished, causing him to wonder:

"I truly wonder what that boy has been doing with this..."

...

Following his meeting with Elder Master Xun, Mo Hua returned to his daily Cultivation routine.

Several days later, taking advantage of a lull in his schedule, he set out for Kushan Mountain.

With the chaos of Solitary Mountain City and the matters of the Dragon Vein largely resolved, Mo Hua finally found the opportunity for this excursion.

His goal was to return the "Lifebound Divine Statue" of Lord Yellow Mountain to its proper place.

This was a task entrusted to him by Lord Yellow Mountain himself.

To be entrusted with a mission is to see it through to completion.

Since he had given his word, he was determined to fulfill the promise.

Moreover, Lord Yellow Mountain had bestowed a magnificent parting gift upon him before his passing.

Given the distance of the trek, Xun Ziyou naturally came along as his escort.

Mo Hua secured the statue—which remained hidden and imperceptible to others—onto Xun Ziyou’s back.

The pair traveled by carriage until they reached the slopes of Kushan Mountain.

The mountain was a place of profound stillness, blanketed by a thick, lush forest.

A dense carpet of withered leaves covered the ground, stretching from the foothills all the way to the summit.

They climbed the path, the sound of dry leaves crunching beneath their boots, until they arrived at the site of a ruined temple.

Mo Hua spoke up, "Elder Xun, I will take it from here. I need to go inside alone."

Xun Ziyou frowned as he surveyed the lonely mountain and the crumbling, vacant temple.

"You intend to enter by yourself?"

Mo Hua nodded. "I am here to visit an old acquaintance."

"An acquaintance?" Xun Ziyou asked, sounding confused.

"Indeed," Mo Hua whispered. "My friend is quite reserved and dislikes being disturbed. Please, Elder Xun, do not reveal the location of this temple to anyone."

Xun Ziyou gave a skeptical nod.

He found the situation rather peculiar.

However, Mo Hua was known for his eccentricities, so such odd behavior wasn't entirely unexpected.

Xun Ziyou could only sigh to himself; Mo Hua certainly possessed a remarkably broad and unusual social circle.

Only...

Looking at the desolate, empty shrine, Xun Ziyou couldn't help but wonder: did this even count as a "social circle"?

Meanwhile, Mo Hua shouldered the statue and stepped into the dilapidated temple.

The Lifebound Divine Statue was quite heavy, but luckily, Elder Xun had done the heavy lifting for most of the trek, leaving Mo Hua to carry it only for the final stretch.

Inside the temple, Mo Hua looked up and saw the clay vessel of Lord Yellow Mountain.

It remained exactly where it belonged within the ruins.

It had little choice; in its current state, it wasn't as if it could go out for a stroll.

The place saw no visitors.

Even if someone did show up, Lord Yellow Mountain wouldn't exactly be thrilled.

In a wilderness teeming with predators like wolves, tigers, and leopards, not to mention restless spirits and ghosts, what sort of "guests" would seek out a broken-down Mountain God?

Lord Yellow Mountain's own mood was quite complicated.

Over the past few days, amidst the usual crushing boredom of his solitary existence, he had been struck by a sudden sense of impending doom.

He was certain that another major event was looming.

Plagued by anxiety, he had spent days pacing restlessly; his food lacked flavor, and even his usual stale buns felt unappetizing.

Today, under a pleasant sun, Lord Yellow Mountain looked up and saw that his "Little Ancestor," Mo Hua, had returned.

As was his custom, Lord Yellow Mountain drifted out from the clay statue, offering a polite smile and greeting Mo Hua with cupped hands.

"I trust you have been well, young friend. To what do I owe the honor of your return to this humble god's meager shrine?"

Mo Hua carefully set the statue down on the floor.