Mo Hua impatiently began to study the token.

Before this, he first spent some effort to reset his “Lei Ci Xiao Ren” once. The Lei Ci Xiao Ren’s body was stained with the secondary Lei Wen Road left by the black-clothed array master, which was all cleaned off. After ensuring the Lei Ci Xiao Ren was “clean and tidy,” Mo Hua felt relieved.

He then repeated his old technique and tried to connect the Lei Ci Xiao Ren to this black-clothed array master’s “Ke Qing Ling.” What surprised Mo Hua was that the Lei Ci Xiao Ren almost effortlessly penetrated the Ke Qing Ling.

This Ke Qing Ling was “open source.”

Even all the permissions inside were open. Mo Hua pondered for a bit, then roughly understood.

Strictly speaking, this black-clothed array master was not a cultivator of the Mo Sect.

After the “inner ghost” incident within the Mo Sect, they were alarmed and suspicious. Someone then suspected that the underlying Ling of their Mo Sect had problems, and thus specifically hired this black-clothed array master to solve the problem with the Mo Sect Ling.

Since he was to check the Mo Sect Ling, it was necessary to provide this array master with an “interface.”

And this “Ke Qing Ling” was used by this black-clothed array master to intervene in the Mo Sect’s Yuan Ci Fu Array through the token interface to investigate the Lei Ci abnormality — which was his own “Lei Ci Xiao Ren.”

And this black-clothed array master was “on the same side” as himself, naturally liking to open “permissions” for himself, just like Mo Hua. Before his death, he didn’t even have time to destroy the token, which was equivalent to leaving all the “portals” to himself. Mo Hua felt a little regretful.

If he had known this array master was so “understanding” earlier, he would have let him die a little more clearly.

Being besieged to death in such a muddled way, he would have died with his eyes wide open when he got down there.

Mo Hua sighed a bit and then began to carefully study the “heritage” left by this array master. But after studying for a while, he frowned.

The “portals” for these permissions were all quite special. They had specific Lei Ci Wen Roads, and many of the Wen Roads were third-grade, which far exceeded his array ability. A few second-grade ones were also very unfamiliar.

He estimated that this was the black-clothed array master’s own Lei Ci inheritance, which Mo Hua couldn’t understand. “It seems I need to spend some time slowly pondering…”

Mo Hua silently said in his heart, and then he concentrated, preparing to properly study this Ke Qing Ling. Suddenly, the Ci Wen trembled. A string of text was transmitted over.

Mo Hua was startled.

“Someone is sending me a message?”

“No, that’s not right, it’s sent to that dead black-clothed array master… Is it transmitted by the Mo Sect?” Mo Hua was slightly shocked in his heart and immediately looked at the string of text:

“Mr. Yuan, I presumptuously ask, how is the check going?” Mr. Yuan?

Mo Hua was a little startled. “This title, why is it so familiar?”

He recalled a bit, then remembered that earlier in the Bi Shan Magic Cave, in Fire Buddha’s lair, there was an array master proficient in Yuan Ci Arrays. His surname was also “Yuan,” and Fire Buddha called him “Master Yuan.”

“They are all surnamed ‘Yuan.’ Could they be from the same family? Or from the same master’s lineage, with the same inheritance?”

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

Speaking of which, that “Master Yuan” also seemed to have been stealthily located by himself, and then he let Uncle Gu, and Gu An and Gu Quan, go and directly “not lecture on Wu De” and besiege him to death.

Both died in a similar way.

Just as Mo Hua was pondering, the Ke Qing Ling transmitted another message: “Mr. Yuan?”

It seemed that because Mo Hua didn’t reply, the other side was a little suspicious.

Mo Hua was alert in his heart, but he hadn’t thought of a good way to reply for the time being, so he first replied with a “universal” answer: “Busy.”

The other side indeed said: “It is below being abrupt, I will disturb Mr. Yuan again later…”

Only he didn’t know that the current “Mr. Yuan” was no longer the original “Mr. Yuan.” The current “Mr. Yuan” was actually “Mr. Mo.”

Mo Hua said coldly: “Um.”

Afterward, the other side no longer transmitted messages.

Mo Hua had free time, slightly relaxed his breath, and then began to think:

“I need to find a way to conceal this a bit. I can’t let the Mo Sect know that ‘Mr. Yuan’ is already dead… Also, the matter of checking the Lei Ci Array also needs to be muddied a bit.”

Anyway, now “Mr. Yuan” was already dead, and no one could check himself anymore. Not only that, “Mr. Yuan”‘s Ke Qing Ling was now also in his hands. How could he possibly check himself?

Mo Hua transmitted a message:

“The Yuan Ci Fu Array has been thoroughly checked, the underlying Ci Wen is complete, and the Lei Ci sensing is also fine…” Just as Mo Hua thought of sending it out, he suddenly shook his head again and erased this sentence.

“This is not right… It’s too obvious.”

Putting himself in others’ shoes, the Mo Sect definitely suspected something, which is why they invited Mr. Yuan. And Mr. Yuan definitely detected something, which is why he spent so much time investigating.

If he just simply said “no problem,” it would not only make the Mo Sect suspicious, but it would also make “Mr. Yuan” seem incompetent, unable to find problems. “I can’t say it like this…”

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and replied again: “Just busy…”

“According to my check today, there is a very strange ‘secondary Lei flow’ hidden in the Yuan Ci Sea, strange and cautious. It occasionally shows its head, but quickly hides. I have found some clues, but I still need to spend time to investigate…”

Mo Hua spoke very “professionally.”

These things, for a non-Lei Ci array master, were basically impossible to understand. And most of the content inside was factual. Obvious things didn’t need to be hidden.

After this message was sent out, not long after, the other side transmitted a message again:

“Worthy of ‘Mr. Yuan,’ for this matter, just entrust Mr. with more effort. After the matter is successful, this sect will naturally present a generous gift.” Mo Hua continued to say coldly “Um” in response.

But at the same time, he was thinking in his heart, with the Mo Sect’s way of doing things, after the matter was successful, would they really present a “generous gift”? Or would they also find a way to “pull out” this “Mr. Yuan”?

Either kill him to silence and devour him, or force Mr. Yuan to become a slave and let him draw arrays for the Mo Sect for a lifetime. Compared to this, he was still quite “kind,” at least giving this Mr. Yan a quick death.

Mo Hua sighed, lamenting:

“So it is said, array masters must walk the straight path, and absolutely cannot associate with Magic Cultivators, otherwise, if one is not careful, they will be eternally damned.” Mo Hua took this as a warning in his heart.

After that, the Mo Sect side no longer transmitted messages, and Mo Hua managed to muddle through. But before this, he still needed to be cautious…

Mo Hua thought for a bit, then transmitted a message to Gu Chang Huai:

“Uncle Gu, the matter of this black-clothed array master being killed by the Dao Ting Si must be kept secret. Do not leak it out for now.” Currently, it seemed that the Mo Sect and this black-clothed array master had a single-line contact.

The black-clothed array master also hid very deeply. As long as he didn’t say anything and the Dao Ting Si didn’t leak it, no one should know he was already dead. Gu Chang Huai replied: “Okay, I understand.”

Mo Hua was quite at ease with how Uncle Gu handled things. After the matter, things became much easier.

Now that the token that caused the problem and solved the problem were both in his hands, and he was “singing a duet” with himself, the Mo Sect side was completely unaware, making things much more convenient. Mo Hua began to consider the next step in his plan.

First, he naturally still had to continue killing Magic Cultivators.

Not many. If he killed two more Jin Dan Magic Heads, he could break through to the late stage of Zhu Ji.

But now that the Bloodthirsty Mo Sect was on alert, their disciple Ling could no longer steal many secrets. The only means was the Ke Qing Ling.

Although the Ke Qing Ling had many permissions, many of them he still hadn’t researched and understood. And there was the biggest problem, the “target” was too obvious.

There were many disciple Ling, hundreds of thousands. Doing some small actions wouldn’t be easily discovered.

But there were very few Elder-level Ke Qing Ling, and any small action could be discovered. Not to mention the one in this Lei Ci array master’s hand, which would definitely be strictly guarded against by the Mo Sect.

Looking at it this way, this Ke Qing Ling was not that easy to use. At the current stage, there were too many restrictions. “If I can’t steal permissions, then I can only… play ‘role-playing’?”

Mo Hua thought.

“I’ll play as ‘Mr. Yuan,’ secretly causing trouble in the back, and find an opportunity to kill two Jin Dan Magic Cultivators. Then the great deed will be accomplished.” Mo Hua nodded slightly.

Since he was going to “role-play,” the first key was to make others believe him.

He needed to make the Mo Sect believe that he was really “Mr. Yuan” and that he was doing things for them. Only then could he secretly make small moves in the back without being suspected. Otherwise, if he wasn’t trusted, even if he framed and slandered, he would be the first to be suspected.

“Gain the trust of the Mo Sect…

This matter is a bit difficult. It might require the cooperation of the Dao Ting Si, especially Uncle Gu.

Mo Hua considered it for two days and roughly drafted a plan in his heart.

Then he transmitted a message to Gu Chang Huai:

“Uncle Gu, the Mo Sect is on alert, it’s not easy to get intelligence. I need you to cooperate first and perform several plays to gain the trust of the Mo Sect.” “Perform plays?” Gu Chang Huai was startled.

Mo Hua simply explained a bit.

Gu Chang Huai was a little startled, then sighed and said: “Okay.”

Afterward, Mo Hua continued to follow his habit, utilizing the Ke Qing Ling and the disciple Ling, a two-pronged approach, to steal messages from the Mo Sect.

Of course, there were few Elder messages now, mostly some ordinary disciples’ messages about conducting “blood banquets” and “transmitting merit.”

The Mo Sect was bloodthirsty. They relied on sucking cultivators’ blood to practice. If they didn’t drink blood for a period, they would feel dry and hot all over, even go mad and lose their minds. And the Mo Sect’s “blood sucking” was from top to bottom.

The Jin Dan Elders above could rely on sucking the blood of disciples to maintain their practice. The disciples below, having no lower disciples to suck, could only go outside to kill people and suck blood. Being caught by the Dao Ting Si was a death sentence, and going mad from lack of blood was also a death sentence.

Therefore, when the situation was tense, the Mo Sect Elders could temporarily hibernate and avoid the danger. But the ordinary disciples below, once their bloodthirsty desire erupted, simply couldn’t restrain themselves.

They would still frequently kill people and suck blood, or conduct “blood banquets” on a certain scale.

Mo Hua found a “blood banquet” of a slightly larger scale. He first leaked this intelligence to the Dao Ting Si, letting Uncle Gu lead the effort to prepare to encircle these Mo Sect disciples. Afterward, he transmitted a message to the Mo Sect’s “Elder You.”

This Elder You was the Mo Sect Elder who had transmitted a message to him earlier, or rather, to the already dead “Mr. Yuan,” inquiring about the progress of the Lei Ci check. Mo Hua later verified that this “Elder You” had Four Symbols Dog Wen engraved on his body, which was exactly the “dog head military advisor” he had checked out before. His cultivation didn’t seem particularly strong, but he was a trusted aide of the Mo Sect leader, good at strategy, and many things were promoted by him in the dark.

Within the Mo Sect, because he bore the Dog Wen on his body, they called him “Dog Elder,” but his surname seemed to be “You.” And even within the Mo Sect, only a few high-level people knew this surname.

Mo Hua transmitted a message: “Elder You, I have checked it out, there is a problem with the Yuan Ci.” Elder You quickly replied: “Thank you, Mr., for your efforts. May I know where the problem lies?”

Mo Hua said: “Underneath the Yuan Ci Fu Array, there is an obscure Lei Ci flow. It seems to be stealing intelligence and then transmitting it outwards.” Elder You: “May Mr. please be more detailed?”

Mo Hua said: “That is to say, someone is stealing the sect’s internal secrets and then transmitting them outwards secretly through a special Lei Ci method.”

“The people outside receive this Lei Ci fluctuation and will re-derive it into Ci Wen according to the Lei Ci, which manifests as text, thereby knowing the sect’s internal secrets.” Elder You nodded slightly.

This basically matched his previous guess.

This “inner ghost” of the Mo Sect didn’t use common ways to contact the Dao Ting Si, but used extremely high-end Lei Ci methods to leak the Mo Sect’s intelligence to the Dao Ting Si. But he was naturally suspicious and didn’t fully believe at this time: “Mr. Yuan, may I know exactly who the person who is leaking the information is?”

When he said these words, he was completely unaware that he was currently chatting with the “leak person.”

Mo Hua said: “There are too few clues, it is still not easy to judge. It needs to be verified step by step. Now I can check out just a segment of the Ci Wen he leaked.” “Ci Wen?” Elder You said.

Mo Hua sent a segment of Ci Wen to Elder You.

Elder You looked at it, and after a moment, slowly said: “Mr. Yuan, I… I don’t understand…” Mo Hua could then judge in his heart that this Elder You was not a Yuan Ci or Lei Ci array master.

Perhaps he had contact with this kind of array master and had a certain understanding of the related Lei Ci principles.

But he hadn’t personally learned or personally drawn them. He knew it but not why. He was a half “outsider,” or rather, an impractical “cloud array master.” Mo Hua roughly weighed his level and then sent him some “fixed Ci Wen notes.”

“These are the Ci Wen notes. Elder You can compare them and decipher them yourself. I still need to monitor the Yuan Ci Fu Array and have no leisure to be distracted.” Mo Hua showed a very busy appearance.

He threw the Ci Wen and notes to Elder You, letting him decipher them himself. Finding out the answer himself would only make him believe himself more easily.

“Okay…” Elder You had no choice but to decipher the “Ci Wen” himself.

He was not a Yuan Ci array master, so deciphering it was very laborious. Those seemingly similar, but subtly different, each different Ci Wen, densely packed, made him dizzy and his scalp numb.

“Array masters are indeed a group of thoughtful perverts…” Elder You silently said in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and finally, after great hardship, managed to decipher the segment of Ci Wen that Mo Hua gave him, one by one. After deciphering, the Ci Wen converted to text was about a blood banquet intelligence.

Elder You was startled in his heart. Indeed!

Indeed, someone was secretly leaking the sect’s movements. Elder You frowned and sent the text to Mo Hua, asking:

“Mr. Yuan, may I know if this segment of Ci Wen was deciphered correctly?”

Mo Hua was a little impatient: “Didn’t I send you the Ci Wen and notes? Whatever you decipher is what it is.”

Elder You said: “Then this leak person is revealing the intelligence about a recent blood banquet to be held within our Mo Sect to the Dao Ting Si…” “Oh.”

Mo Hua had an indifferent expression. Elder You then understood and stopped saying more.

The problem was found, the Ci Wen was found, and the things that should be done, this “Mr. Yuan” had already done. The following matters were naturally unrelated to him. Array masters had cold temperaments.

What’s more, it was normal for such a capable array master to be a bit proud and cold. Elder You began to arrange his plan according to his own wishes.

After that, things became simple.

This intelligence was first leaked by Mo Hua to the Dao Ting Si, letting the Dao Ting Si encircle the Magic Cultivators according to the intelligence. Then, it was revealed by Mo Hua to the Mo Sect in turn, letting the Mo Sect guard against the Dao Ting Si’s encirclement according to the intelligence.

In this way, the two sides naturally simply met face to face. The Dao Ting Si missed their target and returned empty-handed.

The Mo Sect received the message and avoided the encirclement.

No matter what happened between the two sides, both confirmed the correctness of the intelligence.

Gu Chang Huai was very angry and ordered his people to burn the Mo Sect’s blood banquet base to the ground.

Of course, his “anger” was pretended.

Mo Hua had told him the plan early on, and he was one of the few who knew.

His feigned anger was purely to make the Mo Sect believe that the Dao Ting Si was truly unaware of this, and that the Mo Sect disciples’ escape from this disaster was completely unexpected by the Dao Ting Si. The escaping Mo Sect disciples reported the situation to Elder You.

Elder You couldn’t help but nod.

Since the Mo Sect had the “inner ghost” incident, this was the first time they had destroyed the Dao Ting Si’s plan. The Yuan Ci Way was indeed profound, and he hadn’t wasted his efforts to decipher that segment of “Ci Wen.” This “Mr. Yuan” indeed had real ability.

“After this matter is over, I must find a way to keep this Mr. Yuan and use him for myself…” Elder You, valuing talent, thought in his heart.

Thereafter, Elder You became more polite to the fake “Mr. Yuan” Mo Hua. Mo Hua also wholeheartedly “served” the Mo Sect.

He knew that trust was not formed once. It needed to be established through multiple “cooperations” and build a deep friendship. It also needed to be constantly consolidated and deepen Elder You’s understanding of the Mo Sect’s “inner ghost” through multiple practices.

Mo Hua repeated his old trick and intercepted some Ci Wen stolen by the “inner ghost” — these Ci Wen were those that he, this “inner ghost,” had previously revealed to the Dao Ting Si.

And then, Mo Hua sent these Ci Wen, along with the Ci Wen notes, to Elder You. He let Elder You ponder and decipher them himself, improving his sense of participation. In this way, little by little, Mo Hua planted a thought in Elder You’s heart:

Although these Ci Wen were given to him by “Mr. Yuan,” they were actually deciphered by Elder You himself — by comparing the notes and putting in the effort. It was he himself who obtained this intelligence through his own blood and sweat.

He didn’t believe others, but himself.