If Elder Master Xun suddenly decided to "sacrifice his kin for righteousness," he would truly be left with tears in his eyes. This update is available on novelꜰire.net
The future was uncertain, but for now, he could suppress the Evil Embryo and prevent it from spreading.
He remained himself, rather than becoming the embryo of the Evil God.
The problem, however, was that he didn’t know what the future held.
Mo Hua pondered for a long time, without any leads, then decided to let it go, taking it one step at a time.
When the carriage reaches the mountain, there will be a way.
The Evil Embryo was sealed, so during this time, as long as he was careful, it would be fine.
For now, the priority was to eat the "dish" he had ordered.
Mo Hua, in the altar at the Dragon King Temple, had marked many Demon Monsters, and what followed would be a grand feast, so he needed to prepare well.
Before this, Mo Hua specifically consulted Elder Xun Zixian, indirectly seeking clarification on the relationship between the Divine Soul and Divine Sense, and confirmed that devouring pure Divine Thought would not affect the Divine Soul or cause any changes to it, nor would it foster the growth of the Evil Embryo. Only then did he feel at ease.
But with this assurance came another issue:
He had marked too many.
All these Demon Monsters would invade Yu Er’s nightmares.
He could handle it on his own, as it’s not easy for Demon Monsters to harm him.
But if he wasn’t careful and lost control, leading to a Demon Monster rampage, Yu Er would be in danger.
He could set up a Divine Tao Array, but he felt that just a simple Divine Tao Array wasn’t secure enough.
The best solution would be if someone could help him manage the gaps on the level of Divine Thought, to hold the fort, allowing him to be completely at ease.
But this matter was difficult to explain to others.
Moreover, not every cultivator’s Divine Sense could withstand battles with Demon Monsters as well as his own.
With the "meal delivery" day approaching, Mo Hua felt a bit troubled.
After class that day, he pondered this matter as he walked.
Passing by the water-facing library on the north side of the Disciple’s Residence, Mo Hua caught a glimpse of a big white dog lying on the ground, bored.
Mo Hua paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
He ran to the big white dog.
The big white dog was very alert; as it sensed someone approaching, its fluffy ears perked up, and its aura suddenly shifted to a dignified one. It slowly stood up and let out a low growl.
But halfway through the growl, realizing it was Mo Hua, it let out a slightly weary "woof," and lay back down, looking listless.
"Why are you so down?" Mo Hua muttered.
The big white dog lay on the ground, barely lifting its eyelids, gazing at Mo Hua with a touch of melancholy.
Then it drooped its eyelids again, resuming its rest.
Mo Hua leaned in closer and whispered, "I’ll give you a big feast; will you eat it?"
The big white dog’s ears twitched, but it still ignored Mo Hua.
It was tired of chicken drumsticks.
And truthfully, it didn’t really enjoy eating chicken drumsticks either; it only did so begrudgingly, out of regard for Mo Hua.
"It’s not a chicken drumstick."
Understanding the big white dog’s meaning, Mo Hua quietly said, "It’s something even more delicious..."
The big white dog turned its head, its big eyes looking at Mo Hua a little confused.
Mo Hua thought for a moment, unsure of how to explain. Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he pulled out a bone sword from his storage bag.
The big white dog was stunned, then instinctively sniffed, catching a whiff of a demonic scent from the sword.
The big white dog’s eyes lit up, and it couldn’t help but drool.
It opened its mouth wide, trying to swallow the bone sword whole.
Fortunately, Mo Hua, with quick reflexes, swiftly put the sword away.
The bone it was eyeing disappeared, and the big white dog glared at Mo Hua furiously.
As it met Mo Hua’s gaze, the big white dog’s fury gradually subsided, and it lay back on the ground, but couldn’t help glancing at Mo Hua’s hand.
At this moment, the spirit inhabiting the bone sword nearly had its soul scared out of it.
It was truly afraid that Mo Hua, growing tired and seeking novelty, would whimsically decide to feed it to a dog.
This little ancestor had such unexpected antics, it was nerve-racking...
The spirit broke out in a cold sweat.
Meanwhile, Mo Hua also warned the big white dog: "You can’t eat this bone; I still have use for it."
The big white dog let out a plaintive whimper, clearly unhappy.
Mo Hua then lured, "I’ll take you for a feast, much bigger than this bone; will you go?"
Upon hearing that, the big white dog immediately perked up and, extending its big tongue, nodded eagerly at Mo Hua.
"Great!" Mo Hua said happily.
He was about to lead the big white dog away when he realized it was chained with some sort of material that held it to the library, unable to leave.
Mo Hua frowned, then remembered this seemed to be the Sect Leader’s dog.
Mo Hua rubbed his chin.
He wasn’t very familiar with the Sect Leader; so far, he’d only seen him a few times at the annual opening ceremony.
And last time, when he was "bullying" the big white dog at the library entrance, he had been caught red-handed by him.
However, even then, the Sect Leader didn’t reproach him.
Moreover, he was gentle and elegant, with a refined temperament, appearing very approachable.
"Should I ask the Sect Leader to borrow the dog?"
Mo Hua pondered for a moment and decided to give it a try.
But he didn’t know where the Sect Leader lived, so whenever he had the time, he waited near the library, hoping for a chance encounter with the Sect Leader.
Two days later, he indeed encountered him.
The Taixu Sect Master, slightly plump with a rosy complexion and a full head of thick black hair, upon arriving at the library, immediately noticed Mo Hua squatting at the entrance, causing him a brief moment of surprise.
"Hmm." Mo Hua nodded.
"What’s the matter?" The Taixu Sect Master asked gently.
"Sect Leader," Mo Hua said softly, "I have a small request, and I wonder if you could agree to it..."
The Taixu Sect Master was a bit surprised but also intrigued.
In all his years as Sect Leader, few disciples had ever dared to directly make requests of him.
"Tell me." The Taixu Sect Master nodded.
Mo Hua pointed to the big white dog outside the door, "Could you lend me this dog for two days? Or even a day would be fine..."
The Taixu Sect Master was taken aback and didn’t respond for a moment.
"Is it not possible..." Mo Hua said quietly.
"It’s not that it’s impossible, it’s just..." The Taixu Sect Master was a bit puzzled, "Why do you want to borrow this dog?"
"To guard the door!" Mo Hua said with confidence.
The Taixu Sect Master was momentarily at a loss for words.
This kid actually thinks of this exotic beast with residual divine beast bloodline as a "guard dog"...
He warned, "This... dog is very dangerous."
"It’s fine, I get along well with it; I even fed it chicken legs." Mo Hua replied.
The Taixu Sect Master gently shook his head and said, "Fine, but I’m warning you, this beast is proud and wild, not easily tamed. Be careful..."
Turning, he saw that the supposedly "proud" and "wild" large dog, now freed from its chain, was obediently following Mo Hua, happily wagging its tail...