On the way back, Mòhuà silently summarized the gains and losses from this trip. Getting mixed up in Hēishān Zhànbǎo this time, overall, was alarming but not dangerous. However, thinking carefully, many of the situations faced were still very dangerous. Especially eavesdropping on the Fújiàn evil cultivator speaking, peeking from under the Fújiàn evil cultivator’s nose, and finally even stealing the visualization diagram of the third boss, and being caught on the spot by the third boss… These actions were no different than pulling teeth from a tiger’s mouth or fetching chestnuts from a fire. Although in the end, Mòhuà managed to muddle through and some predicaments turned danger into safety, everything should seek benefits and avoid harms. Things that are relatively dangerous like this, next time try to do less. If it must be done, also need to consider more thoroughly.

Mòhuà let out a slight sigh. Actions were not thorough enough, considerations not detailed enough, and methods not secretive enough. Most importantly, he also let everyone and his parents worry. Mòhuà took this as a warning in his heart. The cultivation world is vast and boundless, and the cultivation path is long and endless. He is still young, his experience is not deep, and he is still lacking in many things. In the future, he still needs to experience more things, and there are many things to learn. If there are oversights in actions, then he must reflect more. Only in this way can he gain benefits from it, and subsequent actions can also be more steady.

Mòhuà nodded. After summarizing the faults, Mòhuà calculated again what he had harvested from this trip. First, he knew the truth of the deep mountains, found the way into Hēishān Zhànbǎo, scouted the reality of Hēishān Zhànbǎo, almost figured out Hēishān Zhànbǎo completely, and even drew a map of Hēishān Zhànbǎo. Even Hēishān Zhànbǎo’s deepest secrets, Mòhuà also peeked at a bit. Hēishān Zhànbǎo is the biggest tumor hidden in the darkness of Dàhēishān. If it is not removed, the entire Xiāncháng City will face great dangers. At that time, all the cultivators of Xiāncháng City, including his parents and the demon hunters, artifact refiners, pill refiners, etc., he is familiar with, may inadvertently suffer the poisonous hands of evil cultivators. This is what Mòhuà is unwilling to see.

So Hēishān Zhànbǎo will be wiped out sooner or later, and conflict with Hēishān Zhànbǎo is also unavoidable. Know yourself and know the enemy, and you will not be in danger in a hundred battles. Once there is a frontal battle with Hēishān Zhànbǎo, the intelligence Mòhuà has scouted is extremely important. Knowing the reality of Hēishān Zhànbǎo makes it easier to plan and strategize, and dealing with Hēishān Zhànbǎo will also be much easier. If the reality is not known and they fight rashly, the insidious and unpredictable Hēishān Zhànbǎo will be several times stronger. When everyone fights with Hēishān Zhànbǎo, the casualties will also be several times more. Mòhuà hopes that everyone can live well, with no casualties being the best. If it is truly unavoidable, casualties should also be minimized.

Besides the intelligence related to Hēishān Zhànbǎo, the rest are Mòhuà’s personal harvests. He tricked the fat cultivator to death and obtained Kǒng Shèng’s jade pendant. This jade pendant is only owned by the direct line of the Kong family, and its symbolic meaning is great. Temporarily, it can only be exchanged for spirit stones, but if he keeps it, perhaps one day he can trick the Kong family. Next, Mòhuà obtained the secret book of the white-faced evil cultivator’s one fireball technique. This secret book, Mòhuà only put it into his storage bag after obtaining it and has not yet carefully looked at it. If Mòhuà is not guessing wrong, this secret book, although in the hands of the white-faced evil cultivator, should not be his own. It was probably either stolen, robbed, or obtained by chance. Such secret books that refine a certain type of spell are also relatively rare. Ordinary cultivators basically do not have this inheritance.

Mòhuà was slightly joyful in his heart. Comprehending this secret book should be able to enhance the power of the fireball technique and make up for his shortcomings of being flexible and resourceful but having inferior offense. However, now is not urgent. Mòhuà plans to go back and ponder it carefully. Furthermore, what is relatively important is the visualization diagram. Mòhuà saw the visualization diagram for the first time, peeked into the secrets of the visualization diagram, encountered hidden dangers, and turned danger into safety afterward. Only then did Mòhuà realize that he might know nothing at all about this dao stele. He still remembers the fearful expression of the green-faced little ghost. It was as if he was facing the greatest terror in the world, the terror of the true body dying and the dao being eliminated, the great dao being obliterated. The dao stele didn’t even do anything, neither emitting light nor having anomalies, just a few wisps of breath, and then incinerated the green-faced little ghost into green smoke.

Mòhuà’s heart was stern. This dao stele might be much more powerful than he imagined, and its origins are also quite fearsome. Mòhuà still can’t ask Mister Zhuāng. Although he trusts Mister Zhuāng very much, the dao stele, after all, has special origins and is important. The fewer people who know, the better. Only he himself knowing is the best. As for the mysteries of the dao stele, he will slowly research it later.

The miasma around his body became faint, the fog also became faint, and the surrounding scenery was no longer oppressive. The demon beasts along the way also became quite weak. Unknowingly, everyone had already left the inner mountain and walked on the mountain path of the outer mountain. Mòhuà turned his head again and looked at the deep mountains. The big fog covered everything, a vague expanse. But Mòhuà knew that Hēishān Zhànbǎo was located deep within that big fog and had continued for two or three hundred years. In the stronghold, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with demons dancing in chaos. Spirit slaves were skin and bones, furnace tripods were worse than dead, and other captured cultivators also suffered endless torment.

From childhood to adulthood, Mòhuà had always lived in Xiāncháng City, where life was poor but neighbors were harmonious, and cultivators were friendly and helped each other. Until now, he had only truly seen the other side of the cultivation world: bloody, cold, cruel, and evil. This world not only has righteous path cultivators who diligently cultivate and hold righteousness in their hearts, but also lawless evil demons and heretics who are full of evil. Some cultivators not only kill people but also drink people’s blood, suck people’s spiritual power, and do not treat people as people, only as spirit slaves, blood slaves, as breathing spirit stones. This is a world where “people eat people.”

Mòhuà understood that simply learning arrays was not enough. If his cultivation was powerful, then he could save all the innocent cultivators in Hēishān Zhànbǎo, rather than just watching them suffer persecution and death by evil cultivators with wide eyes. To kill those evil cultivators, he wouldn’t even need to spend time playing tricks. Just one fireball technique would be enough to burn those evil cultivators to death. And if his cultivation was sufficient, he could comprehend stronger arrays, and even draw down the earth fire great array, allowing the entire Hēishān Zhànbǎo to ascend to heaven directly.

In the end, cultivation is the root of a cultivator, arrays are the body’s reliance, and spells are the body’s weapons. One cannot be without the other. He wants to both comprehend the heavenly path with arrays, benefiting the common people, and also master spells with cultivation, exterminating evil demons. Mòhuà’s thoughts gradually became clear, and his eyes also gradually became firm.

Liǔ Rúhuà was by Mòhuà’s side. She saw his expression change, sometimes happy, sometimes frowning. She didn’t know what he was thinking in his little head, but finally, he seemed to make a determination, and his expression also became serious. Even just silently watching Mòhuà from the side, she felt much more steady in her heart. Liǔ Rúhuà smiled gratefully, her gaze gentle as water.