The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2283: Great Wilderness Order (part 3)

He had no choice but to broadcast it randomly into a group chat.

Should it land with the wrong individual, Mr. Tu’s underlings would detect it instantly, exposing the whole scheme.

What should he do...

Mo Hua’s eyes narrowed sharply, and abruptly, an idea struck him.

"Let’s give it a shot..."

Right now, it boiled down to gambling on a desperate chance and a touch of "mutual understanding."

Through the Thunder Magnetism puppet, Mo Hua controlled the magnetic arrays, feeding instructions into the Great Wilderness Order to craft the message:

"Gu Changhuai has piled up countless wicked acts, posing a major threat to my master."

"Kill Venerable Fire Buddha, destroy the Bi Mountain Holy Hall, slay Shui Yanluo, blow up the Rouge Boat, wreak havoc at the Dragon King Temple, his evil deeds are endless and he must be put to death."

...

In moments like these, both factions were undoubtedly plotting mutual destruction.

To strike, they’d target the "biggest danger" first, of course.

Uncle Gu had clearly landed on the Evil God’s "must-eliminate" roster.

This note, buried amid chaotic data, wouldn’t raise eyebrows even if spotted.

Once Mo Hua completed the draft, he hit "group send" without delay.

The message reached hordes of the Evil God’s followers—monster cultivators, evil cultivators, demon cultivators alike.

Some vicious demon cultivators had prior directives to assassinate Gu Changhuai, so this seemed routine.

Besides, most demon cultivators, savage and thirsting for blood, skimmed it and shrugged it off.

After all, slaughter was their thrill; they cared little whether the victim was Gu Changhuai or another.

Though they dismissed it, certain recipients could not.

Beyond Yanluo Mountain, within one encampment.

Taoist Court officials clustered together, staring at the distant blood-red barrier and the terrifying Large Formation, hearts heavy with worry.

The elite Heavenly Pride disciples from Qianxue’s Four Sects and Eight Gates—twelve lineages—were ensnared inside.

These prodigies tied to Qianxue’s mighty clans turned the crisis into a monumental affair.

Rescuing them would let the Taoist Court offer some justification.

But failure, with all Heavenly Prides perishing in the Large Formation, would unleash a catastrophic uproar.

The blame would crash onto the Taoist Court, willing or not.

Should the powers demand answers, these officials risked losing everything.

What’s more, many Taoist Court figures hailed from noble houses.

Among the trapped Heavenly Prides were their own kin or nephews, bearing family hopes and legacies, now teetering on death’s edge—how could they stay calm?

Yet the Evil Path Great Formation loomed with unfathomable might and strangeness.

Despite days of assaults by the Taoist Court and allied sects, no weakness emerged; instead, lives were squandered.

The crimson Large Formation atop Yanluo Mountain resembled a ravenous "bloodthirsty behemoth," entrenched in the peaks, devouring lives, guzzling blood Qi, swelling in power, denying any chance to assault.

Inside the Large Formation, all contact severed completely.

Whether the sect Heavenly Prides survived remained a mystery.

Even "death" wasn’t the direst fate.

Corruption by evil Qi, descent into the Demon Path, would disgrace kin and sect; their gifts could fuel Demon Path tyrants, infamous killers tomorrow...

No one dared envision such horror.

A crushing boulder pressed on the Taoist Court officials’ chests, stifling breath.

They could only race against time, pouring resources into the next offensive.

Clinging to hope that relentless barrages might crack the Large Formation.

As discussions raged among officials, a strategy scout slipped up to Gu Changhuai, passing a crude, blank token, whispering:

"Supervisor Gu, stay alert, someone’s gunning for you..."

Gu Changhuai’s brow furrowed, "Who?"

The strategy scout nodded at the token, "Check it yourself..."

Gu Changhuai accepted the token, scanned it briefly, and brushed it off.

As a Taoist Court Supervisor, his duties bred enemies—endless arrests, executions; monster and evil cultivators bayed for his blood.

He’d fielded endless such threats lately.

Gu Changhuai returned the token, ordering, "Watch these tokens closely, alert me at once for anything odd."

Through Mo Hua’s influence, Gu Changhuai grew attuned to "Letter Tokens."

With Mo Hua trapped inside the Large Formation, fate uncertain, Gu Changhuai hid his worry but fretted inwardly.

Mo Hua’s cleverness and array prowess, especially in Yuan Magnetic Communication, suggested he might slip messages via Letter Tokens; thus, Gu Changhuai gathered every capturable transmission relic, mandating vigilant monitoring for anomalies.

Regrettably, no word from Mo Hua had come yet.

Fresh recruits, even Taoist Court envoys, deemed Gu Changhuai’s hopes "wishful fantasies."

Sealed in the Evil Path Great Formation, how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly relay intel?

Gu Changhuai refused to abandon hope, fixated on Mo Hua.

The scout bowed slightly, turning to leave.

In a sudden epiphany, Gu Changhuai halted him sharply, "Hold on."

The scout looked baffled, "Supervisor Gu..."

Gu Changhuai demanded, "Show me that token once more."

The scout handed it over deferentially.

Gu Changhuai seized the token, poring over every word, then inhaled sharply, murmuring:

"Mo Hua..."

Nearby officials prepping for combat turned toward Gu Changhuai in astonishment.

The refined Xia Canonical Official queried, "What’s wrong?"

Gu Changhuai, dazed yet convinced, declared, "This message... came from Mo Hua."

Shock rippled across faces.

Xia Canonical Official peered at the token’s content, seeing nothing special, and creased his brow, "You certain?"

Gu Changhuai affirmed with a nod.

To kill Venerable Fire Buddha, destroy the Bi Mountain Holy Hall, kill the Water Yama, blow up the Rouge Boat, wreak havoc at the Dragon King Temple...

Surface-level, these tied to Gu Changhuai.

Dig deeper, though, most traced back to Mo Hua’s deeds.

Take the "Fire Buddha slaying"—Gu Changhuai knew official tales lied; truth was Mo Hua’s icy fireball impaled Fire Buddha’s core.

Thus, Mo Hua was Fire Buddha’s true slayer.

As for "blowing up the Rouge Boat."

That vessel fell to formations—ones Mo Hua devised...

These truths stayed hidden to all but the innermost circle.

Only two grasped the full scope.

One: himself, the scapegoat Taoist Court figure.

The other: Mo Hua, the mastermind.

Hence, these precise details in the kill-order message were Mo Hua’s alone, beyond Gu Changhuai himself.

The directive to eliminate him at any price could only originate from Mo Hua.