In the divine consciousness field of view of Bai Wang family’s head wife’s boudoir, there were two figures, and it was unclear what they were doing.

Mo Hua wanted to go in and pull out the young master Hua, but Murong Caiyun wouldn’t let him.

“You’re still young, don’t dirty your eyes.”

Mo Hua blinked, not quite understanding, but obediently stayed outside.

So Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu stood guard outside.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian entered the boudoir.

Shortly after, a woman’s scream came from the room. Then, a disheveled man, beaten by magic and spirit needles, spitting blood and looking miserable, broke through the window and fled.

Mo Hua was still a little curious and peeked through the broken window into the boudoir.

Inside the boudoir was a mess, with robes and skirts scattered on the ground.

A disheveled woman with a dirty face, covering herself with a quilt, angrily shouted:

“How dare you!”

“Who are you people?”

“How can you randomly intrude into the Wang family’s inner chambers?”

Outside, the young master Hua had already been blocked by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Murong Caiyun then sneered at the woman: “You are the family head’s wife, leading the flower-picking thief into your room, and you still have no shame!”

The woman glared at Murong Caiyun arrogantly:

“What flower-picking thief?”

“You little girl, what do you know? He loves me. He said that he goes to pick and supplement those women only for refining skills, never with true feelings…”

“And he treats me differently, that’s why he’s only willing to be intimate with me and has never picked my vital energy…”

As the woman spoke, her heart suddenly ached with jealousy, “Those cheap women, to be able to be picked and supplemented by the young master, they are truly cheap…”

Murong Caiyun felt her anger surge, her teeth itching with rage, speechless for a moment.

Mo Hua secretly listened from outside and then “kindly” reminded:

“He doesn’t pick and supplement you, maybe he’s treating you as a ‘pig’ to raise. Wait until your cultivation is a bit higher, then he’ll pick and supplement you all at once…”

Mo Hua’s words were sharp, yet his face showed sympathy.

After all, the facts were there. A dog can’t change its habit of eating shit, and a flower-picking thief can’t possibly not pick and supplement.

“Pigs are always fattened up before being killed…”

The woman was startled upon hearing this, and her defenses instantly crumbled.

A mouthful of blood surged up, her face turned red, and she trembled as she pointed at Mo Hua, “You, you are…”

Just as she was about to curse, Hua Qianqian pierced her acupoints with spirit needles, and she fainted.

Although this woman had Foundation Establishment cultivation, she was raised in luxury and only knew how to secretly keep a lover behind her husband’s back. Her strength was ridiculously weak.

As for how to deal with this woman, it would depend on the Wang family and the Dao Court Department’s intentions.

The urgent matter was still to catch that flower-picking thief.

That flower-picking thief broke the window and fled, taking to the road to escape. He was blocked by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu, who were guarding outside, and they took action to stop him.

Ouyang Feng’s long sword was like the wind, and Shangguan Xu’s heavy sword was like a mountain.

The two surrounded the flower-picking thief, giving him no chance to escape.

Mo Hua came out to look and saw that the man was handsome, his skin pale to the point of being sallow, his face full of dissipation. He looked exactly like that “young master Hua”.

Like most flower-picking thieves, young master Hua had excellent body movement, but his Dao methods were lacking.

In the fight with Ouyang Feng and the other, he was completely at a disadvantage, but his body was surrounded by pink qi, and his movements were light like falling flowers. For a time, he could still maneuver and was not in danger of losing his life.

And quickly, the Wang family’s cultivators also gathered, one or two with shocked expressions, but their attitudes varied.

Some were sneering, watching the show; some covered their faces, feeling ashamed; some were righteously indignant, furious beyond measure…

Many Wang family cultivators then came forward together to surround and attack, wanting to catch young master Hua.

But their skills were poor, and they were getting in the way, instead giving young master Hua a chance to breathe.

Mo Hua was initially a little angry, but seeing the Wang family cultivators’ evasive gazes, seemingly with ulterior motives, he thought for a moment and suddenly realized.

Catching young master Hua, if this matter was confirmed, the Wang family’s face would be lost.

The family head’s wife raising a flower-picking thief was a huge scandal.

The Wang family would become the laughingstock of the entire Luanshan City, ridiculed for hundreds of years, unable to lift their heads.

The best situation was for the Wang family to catch young master Hua, then kill him directly, destroy his body and erase all traces, and outwardly claim that no such thing happened.

The next best situation was to let young master Hua escape, failing to catch the adulterer, and this matter could then be just a “rumor”.

The worst situation was for young master Hua to fall into the hands of himself and his senior brothers and sisters, and be taken to the Dao Court Department, sentenced for his crime, and the case recorded.

Then this matter would be an ironclad fact. The entire Wang family clan would all lose face.

So they took action with the priority of catching young master Hua.

In the case of not catching young master Hua, they also could not let young master Hua fall into the hands of these sect disciples…

Mo Hua understood and smiled slightly, not taking action, but sitting aside to watch the show.

And the actions of the Wang family cultivators were also not beyond Mo Hua’s expectations.

Knowing that the Wang family could not catch young master Hua, they began to deliberately trip up and obstruct Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu also understood this and were suddenly a little angry. Their hands were then not light or heavy.

Since the Wang family cultivators pretended to help and obstructed them, they then “accidentally” chopped a few Wang family cultivators with their swords.

The Wang family cultivators were guilty and did not dare to complain.

But this way, instead, it benefited young master Hua. The more chaos there was, the easier it was for him to escape. After several flashes of body movement, he was already several zhang away from Ouyang Feng and the other.

This distance was enough to escape.

Ouyang Feng was slightly angry, his spiritual power surged, his sword qi was sharp, and he wanted to forcefully take action, chopping these blocking Wang family cultivators together.

Suddenly, he heard a faint shout in his ear, “Feng senior brother…”

Ouyang Feng was startled and turned his head to look. He saw Mo Hua watching from the side with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, and still winking at him.

Ouyang Feng then understood. He withdrew his hand, and Shangguan Xu also put away his heavy sword.

Everyone watched as young master Hua flipped over the wall from the backyard, broke the array, and fled towards the Wang family’s outer wall.

Along the way, he caused people to shout and make noise, with chickens flying and dogs jumping.

The entire Wang family was in complete chaos, with noisy people and shadows.

Young master Hua thus escaped.

Mo Hua had watched enough of the excitement, nodded, then got up and, with Murong Caiyun and the others, chased towards outside the Wang family.

Young master Hua’s body movement was excellent, but in Mo Hua’s eyes, it was just showing off skills before an expert.

When young master Hua displayed his body movement, maneuvering within the crowd, Mo Hua had already firmly locked onto him with his divine consciousness.

He fundamentally could not escape from Mo Hua’s grasp.

Even if he escaped, Mo Hua still had the heavenly mechanism derivation and could always find his causal traces.

It could be said that from the moment he appeared in Mo Hua’s eyes, he was already a “cooked duck” and could not fly away.

Murong Caiyun and the others left the Wang family, shook off the Wang family cultivators, and then, under Mo Hua’s guidance, in just half an hour, in the outskirts of Luanshan City, they encountered the exhausted young master Hua, who had escaped for half a day and thought he had reached safety, resting in a secret cave.

Young master Hua’s face was full of shock, “How did you find me?”

This cave was his hiding place, and besides himself, basically no one knew about it.

Ouyang Feng was too lazy to answer him, only pointing his Huangfeng long sword at him, and coldly said:

“Accept your death.”

Young master Hua sneered, his expression still a little arrogant, not really putting Ouyang Feng and the others in his eyes.

If he could escape once, he could escape a second time.

Relying on his body movement, in this second-grade immortal city, picking flowers and stealing, coming and going freely, no one could do anything to him.

But he didn’t know that before he could escape, it was because there was a little cultivator hiding in the dark and not taking action…

But now it was different.

Mo Hua did not plan to let him go.

Young master Hua laughed arrogantly, his body moving gracefully, getting up to escape.

From a distance, Mo Hua pointed his finger, and water qi instantly condensed. A lock prison descended, binding the young master Hua, who was riding the wind and stepping through the air, leaping in mid-air, tying him solid.

Young master Hua was bound by the sudden water prison technique, the arrogant look on his face faded, and his gaze was full of alarm.

Then, like a kite with a broken string that had not yet flown, he fell straight to the ground.

Ouyang Feng, who had been holding back his anger, raised his sword and once again chopped the fluttering young master Hua, who was trying to break free from the water prison technique, to the ground.

Shangguan Xu also stepped forward and added a few sword strikes.

Murong Caiyun deeply hated this kind of scum, so her hands were merciless. With five-color spiritual light, she fiercely burned through his four limbs.

Beside her, Hua Qianqian’s pretty face was stern, and she continuously used spirit needles to stab him…

Young master Hua could only lie on the ground twitching, desperately begging for mercy, completely without his initial arrogant appearance.

The capture ended here.

Young master Hua had his legs broken and was shackled with spirit locks.

Mo Hua took out the “iron plate” and gave him the full treatment.

He obtained several jade slips in total, one door of picking and supplementing cultivation method, one volume of evil technique body movement, two spring palace pictures, several spirit stones, several mesmerizing pills, and some women’s private body sachets, clothing, etc.

These things were just “extracted” and then all “confiscated” by senior sister Murong.

Murong Caiyun was afraid that Mo Hua would learn something bad.

“Later I’ll give you more merit points. You don’t want these dirty things. Afterwards, hand them over to the Dao Court Department, or return them to their original owners…”

“Oh…”

Mo Hua nodded.

He couldn’t use evil cultivation evil techniques.

But he did want to look at young master Hua’s body movement secret book, research it, see what principle evil cultivation cultivates body movement, and if there were any flaws.

And inside the jade slips, if there was any intelligence or clues about evil cultivation.

But senior sister Murong wouldn’t let him see them, and he had no choice.

Since he was a flower-picking thief, he probably carried some things that were not suitable for children and would dirty their eyes if they looked at them.

If he didn’t look, then he didn’t look…

Mo Hua comforted himself.

After the matter was concluded, it was simply a wrap-up.

Young master Hua was caught and was to be escorted to the Dao Court Department to be imprisoned and await trial.

This, on the contrary, was the most normal thing. On the contrary, the Wang family side exploded.

A family, how they were behind the scenes, no one cared.

But once it was put on the surface, this kind of family style not being strict, and dirty inner courtyard matters, was extremely fatal.

Later, upon inquiring a bit, Mo Hua then knew that the Wang family head and his Dao companion had been estranged in appearance but not in spirit early on, each going their own way.

He himself was also not a good person.

It was just that the Wang family head himself didn’t expect that his wife, behind his back, actually played so excessively.

Towards a flower-picking thief, she was “deeply emotional,” even raising him in the deep boudoir…

Mo Hua shook his head.

This pair of a couple, a scumbag and a slut, were quite a match on the contrary.

But these romantic affairs, Mo Hua was still young and not too interested.

His purpose on this trip was just to catch young master Hua, exchange merit points, and go learn array.

Other matters, he was too lazy to manage.

Young master Hua was caught, and this task was concluded.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu escorted young master Hua to the Dao Court Department in Luanshan City, and at the same time had to record some statements and handle some procedures.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian then returned the private objects that young master Hua had stolen or robbed from some female cultivators, such as hairpins, sachets, intimate clothing, etc., one by one to their original owners.

Some of these women were deceived by young master Hua and willingly allowed themselves to be picked and supplemented.

But some women were forced.

The intimate objects on their bodies were stolen or robbed by young master Hua afterwards and used for blackmail and threat.

These things were not too convenient to hand over to the Dao Court Department.

Murong Caiyun thoughtfully considered these women, and then together with Hua Qianqian, privately returned these private objects to those victimized, pitiful women.

Whether escorting or returning private objects, it all took a bit of time.

Everyone split up to act and would rendezvous in Luanshan City afterwards to return to the sect.

These matters did not require Mo Hua.

Mo Hua had nothing to do, so he stayed outside Luanshan City looking at the scenery, waiting for his senior brothers and sisters.

While waiting, Mo Hua became hungry. He released his divine consciousness to sweep, and then saw that not far away, between green mountains and clear waters, there was a teahouse.

Mo Hua’s eyes brightened, and he sent a message to Murong Caiyun:

“Senior sister, I’m waiting for you all at the teahouse outside the city!”

Then he displayed the Passing Water Step and, from the mountain path, lightly leaped, happily arriving in front of the teahouse.

The teahouse was not big, but it had a canopy set up and many tables placed outside.

There were scattered several cultivators, eating dried fruits, drinking cool tea, and chatting casually.

The shop owner was an old person, stooped back, with a face full of smiles, asking:

“Little young master, would you like to drink tea?”

Mo Hua was mainly hungry, so he asked:

“Elder, do you have food?”

The elder had an apologetic expression, “Only some tea and dried fruits. We also have noodles, but we rarely make them, so I’m afraid they won’t suit the little young master’s taste…”

“No matter, I want a big bowl of noodles!”

“Good,” the elder agreed with a smile, “Little young master, please wait a moment.”

Mo Hua then chose a table with good wind and water, a good view, and also clean-looking, and sat down.

Not long after, the noodles were served.

They looked decent. Mo Hua tasted a bit, and the taste indeed was not particularly good, but not bad either. He was not picky, so he devotedly “slurp slurp” ate the noodles.

While eating, Mo Hua again thought about the matters of this task.

Young master Hua…

If he was not mistaken, the title “Young master Hua” was also on that “list” of Old Jiang’s.

Then this young master Hua was also a rebel disciple from which sect within the Qianxue State?

How did he suddenly appear in Luanshan City?

Before, in the Dao Court Department, Mo Hua had flipped through young master Hua’s file.

This young master Hua acted very cautiously, and the places he haunted were mostly outside the Qianxue State, in relatively remote immortal cities.

In those immortal cities, the Dao Court Department’s management was not strict, the atmosphere was decadent, and there were more brothels and alleys.

It was also easy for these flower-picking thieves to hide there.

But why did he suddenly come to Luanshan City, this place, to pick and supplement female cultivators from a few small families?

Was his cultivation of evil skills deviating?

Was his addiction acting up?

He wouldn’t really think that in a second-grade state boundary, no one could catch him, would he…

Mo Hua held the big bowl, slurping noodles, his mind silently pondering.

Suddenly, the voices of people rose. Mo Hua looked up and saw a team of cultivators approaching from outside.

The leading person was tall and big, with a kind face, followed by two big men, one skinny and one thin.

“Two pots of tea, two dishes of dried meat, four dishes of preserved fruits…”

They ordered tea and food, then found an empty corner to sit down and chatted in low voices.

Mo Hua initially didn’t mind, eating his own noodles, but his divine consciousness was strong, his hearing was good, and he vaguely heard the three words “Hua Liu Lang”.

“Hua Liu Lang?”

Mo Hua was startled, thinking he had heard wrong. He then slowed down his noodle eating speed, perked up his ears, and listened carefully.

After a while, that side said again:

“Hua Liu Lang…”

“…Why hasn’t he come yet?”

“He said he would…”

Mo Hua’s heart was somewhat astonished.

This Hua Liu Lang…

Could it be young master Hua?

Are they a group?

Mo Hua showed no sign of it, still lowering his head to eat noodles, but his divine consciousness had already extended to the extreme, secretly listening to their every word.

“…Missed the time…”

“Damn thing…”

“Lazy donkey grinding shit, peeing so much…”

“Cultivating this bird cultivation method, can’t control his lower body, truly a waste…”

“Don’t know… which cheap woman’s bed he’s lounging on again…”

“Won’t die in… her belly, will he…”

“That’s what he deserves…”

Mo Hua frowned as he listened, and the more he listened, the more it sounded alike.

He felt completely that the “Hua Liu Lang” they were talking about was exactly the flower-picking thief—young master Hua—that he and his senior brothers and sisters had just caught.

What to do?

Find a way to take them down?

Set up an earth fire array to stew them?

Mo Hua shook his head.

He hadn’t asked clearly, didn’t know their background. Acting rashly would be bad if it caused a misunderstanding.

Also, he was in a hurry and hadn’t clearly seen their cultivations.

If these few people were all early stage Foundation Establishment, it would be fine. If they were mid-stage Foundation Establishment, it would be relatively troublesome.

His earth fire array was only a thirteen-pattern array.

It could injure mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, but not necessarily kill them.

Above thirteen-pattern arrays, following Old Master Xun’s guidance, he had mostly learned production-class arrays or trapping arrays, and had not learned many killing arrays.

And above thirteen-pattern killing arrays, with his current divine consciousness, he could not achieve instant array setup.

Ten plus breaths of time was a bit too slow for taking action.

This was also broad daylight, and the array patterns were too conspicuous, easy to be discovered.

He still needed to be steady.

Mo Hua silently thought.

“First finish eating noodles, wait a while…”

“Wait until senior brothers and sisters come, with helpers, then think of a way to take down these cultivators and ask clearly…”

Otherwise, if he acted alone, it would be too rash, and the risk would also be somewhat high.

Mo Hua made up his mind, then continued to eat noodles peacefully.

But know yourself and know your enemy, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Mo Hua still took the time to observe every move of these few people out of the corner of his eye, to see if he could discern their cultivations and the details of their Dao methods.

This group of cultivators totaled four people.

The two big men seemed to be following the body refining path. Their blood qi was very strong, but very restrained.

Mo Hua was too close and did not know the detailed situation. He did not dare to use his divine consciousness to probe too deeply, to avoid causing their notice.

Furthermore, there was one skinny one, who looked gloomy.

He looked like a spiritual cultivator, but he didn’t know what path of techniques he cultivated.

And among the four people, the leader was that cultivator who was tall and big, with a kind face.

The other cultivators at the same table, while chatting and cursing “Hua Liu Lang,” he didn’t say a word, only drinking tea and eating preserved fruits.

He didn’t even touch a piece of dried meat on the table.

Mo Hua felt very strange, then slightly squinted his eyes and looked at this leading cultivator a few more times.

But after only one glance, Mo Hua felt a shock in his heart, and a strange familiar feeling came over him, as if this person was exactly the one he wanted to find.

But he fundamentally didn’t recognize him…

Mo Hua frowned, looked at this leading cultivator again, and his pupils slightly shrunk.

Tall and big, with kind eyebrows and eyes…

His robes were ordinary cultivators’ clothing, but below the sleeve cuffs, a small section of red clothing inlaid with gold patterns was revealed.

His head had thick hair, tied in a bun, but within the bun, there were several points of fire-red dot-like things, deeply hidden…

Red kasaya, fire point ordination scars…

He was…

Mo Hua’s pupils were shocked.

Fire Buddha?!

(End of this chapter)