The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2270: The Leading Big Brother (part 2)

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Previously on The Quest for Immortality...
Feng Zichen, facing Mo Hua's overwhelming forces from Taixu Gate and allied sects, reluctantly joins them in the blood swamps. The group absorbs submissive Lingxiao Sect disciples without conflict. Purple Mist Sect's Lu Zhenlong, scarred by Mo Hua's past fireball, offers riches to nurture killers to Feather Transformation, but her hesitant disciples weigh the impossibility against Vajra Sect's iron wall and question the Demon Slaying Alliance's betrayal.

What happened to the death promised for Mo Hua?

How did they abruptly turn into Mo Hua's allies?

Truly, a man's promises prove as false as a ghost's whispers...

Regrettably, I even thought of offering them Spirit Stones to take care of Mo Hua.

Lu Zhenlong's delicate features chilled with frost, she shot Mo Hua a venomous glare, then issued a frigid snort, "Let’s go!"

"Wait." Mo Hua halted them.

Lu Zhenlong whirled around, fixing Mo Hua with an icy stare.

Mo Hua warned, "Don’t blame me for not warning you. If you leave, you might not make it out alive."

Lu Zhenlong scoffed, "Whether I live or die is none of your concern."

Mo Hua shook his head, let out a gentle sigh, and remarked, "You think it’s simple, but it’s not as easy as dying."

Lu Zhenlong furrowed her brows, "What do you mean?"

Mo Hua asked, "Did you see the sights along the way?"

Lu Zhenlong's complexion drained of color, and she gave a faint nod.

Mo Hua sighed, "Staying in this Large Formation for too long, one’s mind gets tainted by evil thoughts. Gradually losing reason, diminishing humanity, ending up killing each other, becoming greedy, bloodthirsty, neither human nor ghost..."

"And you all won’t be an exception."

Mo Hua's look held regret, yet a peculiar smirk tugged at his lips, "Your Purple Mist Sect’s dozen people, they look fine now, but soon someone will begin to turn evil, starting to slaughter each other."

"Once the killing is complete, human nature extinguished, you’ll become a Demon Monster."

"And Demon Monsters devour people."

"Your flesh will be nibbled away by your fellow disciples, piece by piece..."

"You’ll be gutted, your intestines spilling on the ground..."

"Your innards will be devoured clean..."

"Your face will be torn apart, covered in bite marks, bloody and indistinguishable, grotesque beyond recognition..."

Mo Hua’s tiny lips spat venomous words, each one bleaching Lu Zhenlong's face further.

In the end, Lu Zhenlong's graceful visage ashen, she shrieked in dread, hands clamped over her ears:

"Enough! Stop speaking!"

Mo Hua restrained a flood of even bloodier, more brutal phrases; noting Lu Zhenlong could endure no more, he halted with some reluctance and questioned her:

"Do you want to come with us?"

Lu Zhenlong's face remained deathly pale, ears covered, yet she uttered no reply.

Mo Hua pressed on, "In the sword discussion arena, everyone is an enemy. But outside it, the Eight Great Gates should form the same alliance."

"We are looking for the way out. If you wish to join, then bring the disciples of Purple Mist Sect along."

"If not, it’s your choice. Either way, in the end, you and the people of Purple Mist Sect will die."

"Just your death might be a bit miserable, so prepare yourself mentally..."

Having said his piece, Mo Hua guided the group forward.

After proceeding some distance, they spotted Lu Zhenlong leading Purple Mist Sect disciples, trailing at a slow pace.

Lu Zhenlong voiced reluctance, yet her actions spoke true.

Mo Hua gave a subtle nod.

Though harboring a slight grudge against Lu Zhenlong, he refused to witness her demise idly.

Moreover, Lu Zhenlong was the rightful daughter of Kun State's renowned Lu Family.

The formidable Earth Sect resides in Kun State.

The First Grade Eleven Pattern Thick Earth Ultimate Formation serves as the Earth Sect’s inheritance.

In the Solitary Mountain City tomb, the tomb raider known as "Mr. Pi" that I slew also bore an Earth Sect Formation.

The "Mojin Talisman" he possessed marked him as part of the Earth Sect’s Secret Department.

That ancient Contemplation Map brimming with legacy—the "Emperor Heaven and Earth Diagram," hides within the Earth Sect, hailed as its utmost treasure.

This Contemplation Map, dubbed "Emperor Heaven and Earth," offended the Taoist Court, forcing its division into halves. The "Emperor Heaven Diagram" fell to the Taoist Court, while the remaining "Thick Earth Diagram" stayed in the Earth Sect.

Nevertheless, the "Thick Earth Diagram" stands as a core treasure of the Sect Protecting Faction, underscoring its exceptional value.

Mo Hua sensed numerous unresolved connections to the Earth Sect.

At minimum, he yearned to behold this "Thick Earth Diagram."

However, he knew nobody in Kun State.

Thus, aiding Lu Zhenlong now forged a minor link.

Someday, upon visiting Kun State, Lu Zhenlong, the Lu Family's eldest daughter, would at least offer a "familiar face."

More backing brings triumph, scant allies spell defeat; broader networks smooth the path.

"But I wonder if this lady will nurse the grudge and cling to our past clash..."

Mo Hua mulled over it.

Being just a casual gesture, Mo Hua didn't overthink it.

With Lu Zhenlong and Purple Mist Sect now included under three agreed conditions, the group swelled further.

This way, aside from Daluo Sect, Mo Hua united nearly every genius from the Eight Great Gates.

Shortly after, Mo Hua traced the causal threads to locate Daluo Sect’s genius.

The former top Sword Control prodigy of Daluo Sect, Ye Zhiyuan.

Ye Zhiyuan suffered the deepest "wound" from Mo Hua.

At that instant, facing Mo Hua, he erupted in rage like foes reuniting, eyes blazing red.

Yet he refrained from rash action, instead gazing at the seven gates' geniuses aligned "with" Mo Hua, trembling in fury and disbelief.

"These traitors!"

Each had bellowed sky-shaking oaths to slay Mo Hua, yet now trailed after him.

It was utterly absurd.

Still, they dubbed themselves Qianxue’s Geniuses.

Ye Zhiyuan sneered in his heart.

But when Mo Hua posed, "Die here or leave with me," Ye Zhiyuan went quiet.

He wrestled internally for ages, ultimately reaching a bitter resolve:

A real man bends when needed, stands when apt.

Unbending isn't true valor.

Daring to linger near the ferocious tiger shows real bravery.

First safeguard life, exploit Mo Hua’s strength to flee peril, then later exact vengeance when empowered.

"It’s not Mo Hua forcing my obedience, but me using him for my aims!"