“What is wrong with this little ghost?!”

My own life-bound white bones, transformed into an evil sword, were crushed so easily by him, just like tofu?

Is this… really a “person”?

The old demon cultivator was shocked and confused.

But he was also unwilling to wait for death.

This little ghost might be a strong enemy, but after several hundred years of scheming and exhausting all efforts, he had finally transformed into an evil spirit sword demon. He would absolutely not let himself be taken and pinched like an ant!

Unless he risked everything and fought to the death, he would never know who would ultimately prevail.

If he didn’t try, how would he know if he could win?

“Good…”

The old demon cultivator, whose body was made of white bones and whose limbs were sword skeletons, had fierce eyes and a strong fighting spirit. The bone sword was quenched with a thick layer of poisonous demon energy, and his whole body’s momentum continuously climbed. His bone skeleton body also gradually enlarged, entwined with bloody sword energy.

“Today, I will meet you and let you know the terror of the sword demon body!”

The old demon cultivator’s gaze became severe, and in an instant, from still to moving, he urged his demonic spirit power and followed the momentum with a chop.

The huge bone sword, condensed with vast demonic energy, instantly chopped towards Mo Hua with terrifying power.

This bone sword was enormous.

Mo Hua’s body was not even as tall as the bone sword.

But his expression was calm, and he simply punched out gently.

A small fist against a huge white bones demon sword.

In just an instant, the white bones demon sword was smashed to pieces by Mo Hua’s fist.

The old demon cultivator’s expression was one of shock and terror, but he was still unwilling and attacked with all his strength.

For a time, the forest of white sword bones, demon thoughts sword energy, and demon evil sword intent surged incessantly in the blood pool.

The old demon cultivator unleashed a hundred sword moves.

But no matter how bloody, terrifying, or surging his sword bones, sword energy, or sword intent were, Mo Hua responded to ten thousand changes with one unchanging approach: just one punch.

With one punch, sword bones shattered, sword energy disappeared, and sword intent was extinguished.

There was no move that his one punch could not defeat.

The old demon cultivator became more and more horrified, but also more and more angry.

He had to go all out!

If he didn’t go all out now, he wouldn’t even have the chance to do so later!

The old demon cultivator’s whole body momentum changed again, his pupils became murky black, and sword bones grew incessantly on his body, like the segments of long worms. His body shape also transformed into a centipede, climbing section by section. At the same time, the power of his evil thoughts also became denser and denser, infinitely approaching the peak of the second grade…

“This is you forcing me…”

The old demon cultivator laughed ferociously.

Mo Hua looked at the old demon cultivator, his expression unmoved, his gaze still indifferent, even with a hint of disappointment.

“Boring…”

Mo Hua said faintly.

The old demon cultivator’s ferocious laugh suddenly stopped, and what followed was a bone-chilling terror in his heart.

The next instant, Mo Hua disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already above the old demon cultivator’s head.

Mo Hua leaped high and looked down, kicking gently.

This kick was like a heavy hammer, fiercely pounding down.

The old demon cultivator was heavily pounded to the ground like a cannonball.

His whole body ached severely, and cracks even appeared in his skull.

But before he could recover, he heard a “creak creak” sound.

The old demon cultivator’s heart turned cold. He looked sideways and was terrified to discover that all his bone sword limbs had been broken off by Mo Hua’s fair and tender little hands, not one remaining.

The old demon cultivator struggled with all his might, but it was useless.

And at this moment, Mo Hua had already grasped his spine.

With just a gentle pinch, his spine would also break.

The old demon cultivator was scared out of his wits and immediately shouted in terror:

“Little ancestor, spare my life!”

Mo Hua’s action paused slightly.

Seeing the situation, the old demon cultivator immediately said:

“Little ancestor, spare my life, I am of great use!”

Mo Hua stepped on his head, “What use are you?”

Being stepped on the head, the old demon cultivator felt humiliated, but his heart was filled with even more despair:

“What is the origin of this little ghost, and what kind of existence is he? How can he be so terrifying?”

He had never imagined that a second-grade peak cultivator like himself, who had fused with his life-bound evil sword to become a sword demon evil spirit, would actually be treated like an ant and casually “taken and pinched” by this little ancestor, without any power to resist.

Some people, if they don’t actually fight, will never know how terrifying they are.

Some things, if you don’t try, you will never know how despairing they are.

The old demon cultivator said with a trembling voice:

“As long as you, as long as you don’t kill me, I am willing to do anything.”

“What will you do?”

Mo Hua looked down from above, asking in an interrogative tone, as if if he didn’t agree with a single word, he would mercilessly kill him and crush the old demon cultivator’s spine.

The old demon cultivator said in panic: “I will forge swords!”

“Oh?” Mo Hua’s small eyebrows raised.

The old demon cultivator hurriedly said: “I am a disciple of Tai’a Gate, a direct descendant of the Ouyang family. I am proficient in the method of refining tools and the way of forging swords. In this Ten Thousand Demons Prison, I don’t know how many sword weapons I have forged. My skills have been tempered a thousand times and refined a hundred times, and my furnace fire is pure and green…”

“As long as little ancestor, you spare my life, I am willing to be at your beck and call and forge swords and refine tools for you.”

Mo Hua shook his head: “You forgot, you are already dead. The current you is a sword demon, an evil spirit. How can you still help me forge swords?”

The old demon cultivator’s face trembled.

He had forgotten that he was no longer human, not even a demon cultivator.

How could an evil spirit body still forge swords?

Mo Hua’s small hand made a gesture to pinch his spine.

The old demon cultivator felt a chill all over his body and immediately said: “I can teach!”

“Teach?”

“That’s right,” the old demon cultivator said, “Although I cannot personally refine tools and forge swords, I am rich in experience and knowledge of refining tools. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you…”

Mo Hua’s expression was somewhat hesitant, as if he was thinking about something. His gaze was sometimes dangerous, sometimes relaxed.

The old demon cultivator’s heart rose and fell with Mo Hua’s gaze, anxious and uneasy.

He thought for a moment and immediately said again:

“Life-bound magic treasure!”

Mo Hua was slightly startled, his eyes slightly bright.

Seeing the situation, the old demon cultivator was overjoyed and immediately said as if grasping a life-saving straw:

“Life-bound magic treasure! I have inherited the most orthodox inheritance of Tai’a Gate and know how to refine life-bound magic treasures!”

“You leave me alive, and I will help you refine a life-bound magic treasure!”

“Knife, spear, sword, axe… any kind of magic treasure will do. I know all the refining methods. I can tell you all the refining methods!”

Mo Hua showed doubt, “How do I know you are not deceiving me?”

The old demon cultivator said: “I can make a poisonous oath, swear to the heavenly way. If I have false words, the heavens will strike me with thunder, my soul will be scattered, and I will not be reborn!”

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then shook his head again:

“I have Junior Brother Mu. He will help me refine life-bound magic treasures and such.”

The old demon cultivator said urgently: “He can’t do it!”

Mo Hua was displeased.

The old demon cultivator hurriedly explained: “That child has talent, and his perseverance is also sufficient, but he is too young. His experience in refining tools is also insufficient, and the most core refining method of Tai’a Gate has not been passed on to him.”

Mo Hua’s eyebrows raised, “It wasn’t passed on to him, but it was passed on to you?”

The old demon cultivator then realized he had said something wrong and said awkwardly:

“I… after all, I have lived a long time. It is normal to know a little more about the way of refining tools…”

Mo Hua looked at the old demon cultivator with a profound gaze, but did not pursue it. Instead, he asked:

“And then? Just being able to forge swords is not enough. You must have other uses…”

After all, he was not a sword cultivator.

His life-bound magic treasure would not necessarily be a spirit sword.

Moreover, this old fellow was an old deceiver, not to be trusted. He still needed to carefully discern the truth from his words, which was too troublesome.

If he had no other uses, he would just plan to kill him and eat him.

After all, since being “grounded” by Old Mister Xun, he had not eaten meat for a long time, and his divine sense was already unbearable with hunger and thirst.

He urgently needed to first “eat” some things to fill his stomach.

Mo Hua had a cute appearance with red lips and white teeth.

Especially his lips, which were conspicuously red.

The old demon cultivator looked at him and, for some reason, felt a chill down his spine.

He then immediately said again: “I remember the way, I can tell you the way out of the valley!”

Mo Hua was slightly startled, somewhat unexpected, “You know the way out of the valley?”

The old demon cultivator nodded and smiled bitterly: “I have stayed in this valley for too long. I know most of the things that can be known.”

“Especially in the first hundred years, I wanted to escape from this Ten Thousand Demons Valley every moment, so I spent a lot of effort and clearly figured out the route out of the valley.”

“But…”

The old demon cultivator’s face was disheartened, “Even so, I still cannot go out.”

Mo Hua said strangely: “Why?”

The old demon cultivator said: “Ten Thousand Demons Valley is very large, and the roads are intricate and complex, passing through the Ten Thousand Demons Prison, entering the slaughterhouse, and areas such as the Demon Refining Pot and Evil Pill Valley… Demon cultivators are everywhere, and the guards are strict. If you don’t know the way, outsiders basically cannot get out…”

“This is still secondary…”

The old demon cultivator’s expression was solemn, “Even if you pass through these heavy dangers, at the end, there is still an impassable natural chasm.”

“Natural chasm?”

The old demon cultivator nodded, “This natural chasm is a painting, and also the hub of Ten Thousand Demons Valley. In the painting, ten thousand demons are nurtured, and evil spirits fill it. The demon cultivators in the valley generally call it… the Demon Refining Chart!”

Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat.

The old demon cultivator’s expression was fearful, “Although I don’t know… how you entered the valley, but if I guess correctly, you should have come to save someone.”

“If you want to save someone, you have to leave the valley.”

“I can show you the way, but if you cannot break the Demon Refining Chart at the end, you will still be trapped in this Ten Thousand Demons Valley forever.”

“But this is not something I can consider…”

Mo Hua thought for a moment and nodded:

“Okay, I’ll spare your life.”

Since the Demon Refining Chart was already in front of him, he could endure for now.

He would just not eat the small shrimp in front of him, lest he get an upset stomach and cannot eat the big meal.

The coldness in the old demon cultivator’s heart suddenly lessened, knowing that the death calamity had passed. He breathed a long sigh of relief.

He raised his head and secretly looked at the child-like Mo Hua, sighing in his heart. The cultivation world was really too dangerous.

A small child was more terrifying than he, this demon.

Mo Hua let go of his spine.

The old demon cultivator trembled and stood up unsteadily, but he did not dare to stand completely straight, only daring to half-kneel in front of Mo Hua, to avoid appearing presumptuous.

Mo Hua raised his head, looked at the surrounding array patterns, and suddenly said curiously again: “I’ll ask you one more question, answer truthfully.”

“Yes.” The old demon cultivator dared not refuse.

Mo Hua pointed at the surrounding array patterns and asked: “Where did you learn this array pattern?”

The old demon cultivator trembled and dared not speak.

Mo Hua’s gaze became more and more dangerous.

The old demon cultivator could only brace himself and tell the truth: “It was… I learned it from the Demon Refining Chart…”

Mo Hua was startled, “Learned it from the Demon Refining Chart?”

“Yes,” the old demon cultivator said, “This is an array pattern on the Demon Refining Chart. I don’t know its origin, I only know that it is extremely mysterious and can even… seal remnant souls.”

“I then took the opportunity to secretly copy it down for emergencies.”

“But I am not an array master, and I am not very proficient in arrays. Even if I copied it down, I still couldn’t understand or draw it.”

The old demon cultivator sighed, “So, I just practiced every day, copied day and night. As long as I had time, I would use human blood to carve this array pattern, and it finally became a habit engraved in my marrow…”

“So I spent a full two hundred years, practicing hard day and night. Finally, by a fluke, I don’t know why, but I actually learned this array pattern.”

Mo Hua suddenly understood, “So you would try to draw this array pattern on sword bones. Like this, after you die and your divine thoughts turn into demon thoughts, this array pattern can ‘seal’ you in the sword, becoming a ‘sword demon’, and you can live on in another way.”

The old demon cultivator was startled.

He had not expected that his careful scheme would be seen through by this small cultivator at a glance.

Now that things had come to this, the old demon cultivator had nothing to hide, “That’s right, the old… the old one originally made two preparations.”

“The best result would naturally be to form a core, using… the flesh and blood of that Ouyang family boy as a guide to forge a life-bound evil sword. I would then choose another opportunity to form a golden core, without needing to abandon this mortal body.”

“If this plan did not succeed… I explored some methods of transforming divine sense into evil spirits in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley and applied this method. After dying miserably, with no corpse bones remaining, the remaining divine thoughts could then enter the sword bones and turn into a sword demon, residing in the sword.”

Mo Hua’s gaze was sharp, “Probably not just that, right…”

The old demon cultivator was helpless and could only brace himself and say:

“Yes… I originally also planned to use the blood of that Ouyang family boy to forge this sword and fuse blood and sword. Like this, this bone sword would be nurtured into his life-bound evil sword, and I would be the sword demon of the sword, and he would also become my ‘sword slave’, listening to my commands…”

Mo Hua nodded, sighing a little in his heart.

This old fellow’s scheme was indeed quite deep.

Mo Hua estimated the time and pondered for a moment, then said to the old demon cultivator:

“I will temporarily not kill you. You release me and show me the way out of this Ten Thousand Demons Valley. If I discover that you still dare to deceive me…”

Mo Hua clenched his small fist and smiled coldly, “Even if you are an evil spirit body, I will make you unable to seek life or death!”

The old demon cultivator said fearfully:

“I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare! Everything obeys little ancestor’s orders!”

Mo Hua nodded, “Release me.”

“Good, good!” The old demon cultivator felt as if he had received a great amnesty and immediately restrained his whole body’s demon thoughts, transforming into a white bones long sword, and transmitted his voice saying:

“Touch the white bones sword body, and you can leave this blood pool.”

Mo Hua frowned, pondered for a moment, and probably understood a point.

This sword-forging blood pool was the inner illusion of the sword.

The entrance and exit were both the old demon cultivator transforming into the white bones demon sword itself.

To enter this blood pool, if you wanted to get out, you either had to kill the old demon cultivator, or let him reveal his true form and open the door, otherwise you could not get out.

Mo Hua looked around and said in his heart again:

“Perhaps… demolishing the surrounding divine path array patterns, letting this blood pool illusion be unable to seal divine thoughts and collapse on its own, would also allow me to get out.”

However, since this old demon cultivator was so sensible, there was no need to make things difficult for him.

Mo Hua’s fingers pointed below the white bones demon sword.

And in an instant, the scenery changed. When he opened his eyes again, he found Ouyang Mu kneeling in front of him, his eyes red and his expression full of worry.

Seeing Mo Hua open his eyes, Ouyang Mu was startled, then greatly rejoiced.

“Senior Brother Mo, are you alright?”

The old demon cultivator was dead, the blood mist had dispersed, and Mo Hua was lying faint on the ground, not knowing if he was alive or dead.

Ouyang Mu was not clear about the situation and didn’t know what to do.

At this time, seeing Mo Hua wake up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua nodded, “I’m fine.”

“What exactly happened? Is that old fellow… that old thing completely dead now?” Ouyang Mu was still a little worried.

“More or less,” Mo Hua said.

This matter was a little complex and troublesome to explain, so Mo Hua just didn’t tell Ouyang Mu.

Moreover, now was not the time to say these things.

The old demon cultivator had sealed the main door, which might provide cover for a while, but after a long time, it would definitely be discovered.

He had to find a way to handle the aftermath.

He could not let other demon cultivators, especially Jin Gui, know what had happened here, otherwise they would definitely be suspicious.

If he wanted to save Little Wooden Head and the others again, it would be even more difficult.

Mo Hua looked around and frowned.

Gold lock array, ground fire array, ground kill array, and imperial sword…

There were too many traces, and it was impossible to erase them in a short time.

The methods of these cultivators were different from those of demon cultivators, and could be seen at a glance.

“Since that’s the case, I’ll just blow it all up…”

Inside the evil tools room, there was yin green bone fire, turbid blood pool, and various foul-smelling flesh and blood. As long as they were all blown open and mixed together.

Evil energy and blood energy would naturally pollute the traces of spirit power.

Even if there were still signs of arrays and imperial swords, they would be regarded as traces of evil arrays and evil swords.

Mo Hua finished pondering in his heart, looked at Ouyang Mu, “Little Wooden Head, you have to suffer a little.”

Ouyang Mu was startled, not quite understanding, but still nodded firmly, “Senior Brother, just give me your instructions.”

Mo Hua then said: “Wait a moment, I will blow up this room to cover the evidence.”

“I will choose a place for you to stay inside. When the array explodes, the stone wall will collapse and may bury you inside.”

“Wait for those demon cultivators to dig you out, just pretend to be faint.”

“If they ask you what exactly happened, just say that the old demon cultivator suddenly went mad, lost all his divine sense, like he went berserk and entered demonization, killed all the gatekeepers and surveillance demon cultivators, then closed the main door, saying he would perish together with this Ten Thousand Demons Valley…”

“You hid far away, so you escaped one calamity.”

“As for other things, you generally don’t know anything.”

Ouyang Mu recited Mo Hua’s words in his heart, silently memorizing them, and then nodded.

After that, Mo Hua began to prepare to blow up the room.

There was already an array inside the room. He only needed to make some adjustments on the framework of the previous array.

After the plan was finished, Mo Hua chose a corner and let Ouyang Mu cover his head and lie down.

This place would not be affected by the damage waves of the array.

Even if some falling stones fell, they would not injure him.

After that, Mo Hua picked up the old demon cultivator’s life-bound bone sword.

The old demon cultivator had transformed into a white bones sword demon and resided inside this bone sword.

Mo Hua put this bone sword into his own storage bag.

He was still counting on this bone sword to show him the way.

After everything was ready, Mo Hua tiptoed and left the evil tools room. After that, he triggered the array inside the room from outside with his divine sense.

In an instant, firelight and bloodlight rose.

The evil tools room collapsed with a boom, and broken stones flew, causing the surrounding demon cultivators to be shocked.

Not long after, Jin Gui, the manager, rushed over.

His face was uglier than a pig’s liver. He immediately commanded numerous demon cultivators to excavate the collapsed ruins.

Mo Hua watched from a distance.

After Little Wooden Head was dug out and it seemed he was not seriously injured, Mo Hua quietly left.

Little Wooden Head was of great use.

These demon cultivators would not make things difficult for him for the time being.

Moreover, investigating what exactly happened in this evil tools room was enough for them to worry about.

After leaving, Mo Hua returned to the array secret room.

He thought for a moment and then disassembled the white bones long sword.

This sword was too long, and he disliked carrying it. He simply used his most skilled refining tools skills to disassemble the sword body.

He also used an array to melt off most of the sword blade, leaving only a sword hilt with a small section of broken sword.

The old demon cultivator’s evil thoughts now resided in the broken sword.

Moreover, they were near the sword hilt engraved with divine path array patterns.

So, breaking the sword body did not have a significant impact.

Mo Hua grasped the broken bone sword and nodded.

It was much more convenient to hold it like this.

What he had to do next was let this old demon cultivator lead the way and find the route out of the intricate and complex Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

As well as finding the last natural chasm in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley——

The Demon Refining Chart.

Mo Hua’s eyes flashed brightly in the night.

He wanted to see if this “natural chasm” could really block him.

As well as to personally see if the Demon Refining Chart really contained many, many evil spirits…

(End of this chapter)