The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2902: Twenty-Four Patterns (2)

It seemed that Mo Hua realized that treating it so well and giving it so many great gifts, now just cutting a bit of "flesh" and getting so angry was indeed a bit excessive.

In front of Mo Hua, the Pixiu clearly restrained its emotions.

It also overcame a bit of its "nature".

The Pixiu wrestled with its own "unhappiness", though reluctant, it still slowly raised its right paw, revealing an arm of the Evil God True Embryo which was tightly covered, for Mo Hua to "cut the flesh".

This was already an extremely rare occurrence.

Mo Hua stepped forward, his right hand made a virtual grip, condensing a Divine Thought Golden Sword, intending to cut a piece of "flesh" from the Evil God True Embryo as a reserve.

The sword’s edge just touched the arm of the Evil God True Embryo.

The Pixiu couldn’t help but "aww", it seemed very heartbroken, as if what Mo Hua was cutting wasn’t the flesh of the divine fetus, but its own flesh.

The Pixiu was very distressed, but it didn’t want Mo Hua to think it was stingy, so it resolutely turned its heart, closed its eyes, and turned its big head to the other side, not daring to look anymore.

Seeing its pitiful appearance, Mo Hua was really a bit amused and helpless, thought for a moment, then sighed and thought to himself "forget it".

The Pixiu’s "food protection" is a nature, it’s not that it doesn’t want to, but its instincts drive it, nothing can be done.

Mo Hua also felt a bit sorry for this big dumb Pixiu, didn’t want to make it too uncomfortable, so he dispelled the sword in his hand and said:

"Never mind, it’s no use cutting now anyway, let’s talk about it when there’s time in the future."

The Pixiu was stunned, opened its big eyes, glanced at Mo Hua, and realized Mo Hua was serious. Immediately, it was overjoyed, stretched out its big tongue, and kept licking Mo Hua.

Mo Hua felt helpless in his heart.

He instructed the Pixiu, "Remember to take good care of these three things. I’ll head back first, and I’ll come to see you again when I have time..."

"Aww, aww, aww..." The Pixiu shook its big head, nodding vigorously.

Mo Hua patted the big head of the Pixiu, couldn’t help but smile, then turned around and left.

After Mo Hua left, there was a trace of loss in the Pixiu’s eyes. But thinking of Mo Hua saying that he would come to see it again, it felt a bit better.

After all, it was just a matter of dozing off a few times.

The Pixiu then slowly laid its head on the ground, lowered its eyelids, and continued to doze off.

And while the Pixiu was dozing.

The Heavenly Demon in its left claw was constantly roaring, just that its face was faceless, showing no expression.

The Evil God in its right claw had a fierce gaze, but seemed to be afraid of something, repressing without action, not daring to make a move.

The Wujiu Great God being stepped on by the hind paw was completely silent.

Not only was there no sound, but he also had no intention of "resistance".

He even showed a hint of strange tranquility.

After a long time, the surroundings were completely silent, only then did the Wujiu Great God under the Pixiu open his eyes, his gaze was obscure.

"Ah, I see..."

He murmured in his heart, "This is... the only option for my true self to survive the upcoming eerie great calamity..."

"Strangely strong Divine Monarch, Pixiu, Heavenly Demon, Divine Fetus..."

"No wonder..."

The Wujiu Great God let out a deep breath, like a person about to drown finally grasping a straw.

...

Mo Hua left the Divine Temple of the Pixiu’s seal, his Divine Sense returned to the Sea of Consciousness.

The hidden danger of Wujiu Great God was temporarily resolved, and next, he could peacefully "consume" telekinesis to enhance his Divine Sense.

At this moment, the Sea of Consciousness was filled with the extremely rich pure Divine Thought, left by Wujiu Great God as a "cut-off tail to survive", which he had accumulated over unknown years.

Even after experiencing so many divine way matters, having consumed so much telekinesis.

Yet, Mo Hua’s heart still uncontrollably began to beat faster.

Because, there was so much Divine Thought that it could allow him to "eat" enough at once...

"If I consume it all, could it..."

Mo Hua’s heart beat even faster.

He immediately took a deep breath, restrained his desires and stabilized his Heart Spirit, maintaining his clarity, not being blinded by the "food" in front of him.

The greater the benefits, the more tempting it is, the less one can lose their sanity.

Still, caution is required...

Mo Hua began to unleash his Divine Sense, carefully inspecting the large mass of telekinesis to see if Wujiu Great God had left any traps inside.

Fortunately, that Wujiu Great God, although weak, at least had some awareness.

Mo Hua checked it several times, and didn’t find anything impure about this telekinesis.

Moreover, no impure causes and effects were mixed in either.

Only then did Mo Hua fully relax.

Afterward, his eyes brightened, and he opened his mouth wide eagerly, beginning the true "feast".

Now, with no worries, no interference from other causes and effects, and no one else daring to disturb, Mo Hua could finally feast "unrestrained".

No one could stop him from indulging.

Mo Hua also concentrated his Heart Spirit, putting all his thoughts into devouring and refining the telekinesis.

He devoured more fiercely, faster.

The rich, pure telekinesis flooded the Sea of Consciousness, like a turbulent river.

Although Mo Hua’s mouth didn’t look big, it seemed like a "Taotie giant mouth", with the majesty of swallowing the heavens and earth.

Surging telekinesis, like rivers flowing backward, all surged into Mo Hua’s mouth.

Mo Hua’s Divine Sense also accumulated rapidly, becoming increasingly strong at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The realm of his Divine Sense also climbed bit by bit to higher levels.

From the late twenty-three patterns, it continually enhanced to the late twenty-three patterns.

After reaching the late stage, Mo Hua continued to feed, and his Divine Sense continued to ascend, until finally reaching the peak of the twenty-three patterns.