Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 935

Chapter 935: Chapter 630 Flower Gentleman_3 Chapter 935: Chapter 630 Flower Gentleman_3 Mo Hua said indignantly, “I’m not a kid anymore. I’m fifteen!”

Gu Changhuai snorted, “I’m over a hundred.”

Mo Hua was astonished, “Uncle Gu, you’re that old?”

Gu Changhuai ground his teeth in anger, feeling the urge to tug Mo Hua’s ears, “Over a hundred doesn’t mean old! I’m a dignified Golden Core cultivator! Over a hundred and still young!”

“Alright, alright.”

Mo Hua pacified him while silently muttering to himself, *”You’re still considered young at over a hundred, then wouldn’t that make me a little kid after all…”*
Mo Hua pondered for a moment, then quietly brought up the matter of the Fire Buddha.

*This was a rare opportunity. If I didn’t ask now and Uncle Gu got into a bad mood later, I might lose my chance.*
“Uncle Gu, do you know the current whereabouts of the Fire Buddha?”

Gu Changhuai didn’t want to answer.

Mo Hua understood immediately.

“Not at all then…”
“Will the Taoist Court issue a bounty on the Fire Buddha to the sects?”

Gu Changhuai remained silent.

But from his unpleasant expression, Mo Hua deduced the answer:
“They won’t.”

“Will the bounty for the Fire Buddha be expensive?”

“Seems like it’ll be pretty steep…”
“The Fire Buddha probably has accomplices, right?”

“He likely does, otherwise he wouldn’t have escaped from the Taoist Court’s pursuit…”
“The Fire Buddha’s been off the radar for quite a while, hasn’t he?”

“Looks that way…”
…
Mo Hua stared at Gu Changhuai’s expression, observing while answering his own questions.

Finally, Gu Changhuai couldn’t take it anymore, grabbed Mo Hua, and began dragging him outside, “Go back to your sect and focus on your cultivation. Stop asking all this nonsense…”
Mo Hua’s legs flailed uselessly mid-air, unable to break free, so he obediently let Uncle Gu carry him along. But his mouth kept going:
“I’m waiting for Senior Sister!”

“I’ve got a mission!”

“I need to catch the rapist before I head back!”

Unable to argue, Gu Changhuai dumped Mo Hua in the front hall and instructed, “Stay here. Stop bothering me.”

“Oh…”
Gu Changhuai turned and started walking away.

Mo Hua suddenly shouted after him, “Uncle Gu!”

Gu Changhuai turned back around, and Mo Hua grinned brightly, “Can I ask just one last question?”

Gu Changhuai was about to refuse but remembered his cousin’s admonishments and sighed, “Ask away.”

“What does the Fire Buddha look like?” Mo Hua asked.

Gu Changhuai frowned, “Didn’t I already tell you not to pry?”

Mo Hua responded, “I’m just worried that if I ran into him by chance, knowing what he looks like would let me flee in advance.”

“Like you’re really that likely to bump into him,” Gu retorted.

“I said ‘if!’”
Mo Hua emphasized, “What if I encounter him, don’t recognize him, and naively get close to him, only to be killed?”

*This thought process is truly bizarre…* Gu Changhuai silently grumbled.

But he couldn’t find a valid argument against it.

*Avoiding danger indeed requires knowing the danger first. If unaware of the peril even when surrounded by it, how could one possibly avoid it?*
Gu Changhuai rubbed his aching head and finally sighed:
“He’s tall, has a kindly face, wears a blood-red kasaya, has fiery red incense scars on his head, and slightly reddish skin…”
Mo Hua quietly committed the details to memory.

Gu Changhuai turned again to leave when Mo Hua suddenly called him back.

“Uncle Gu…”
“Now what?”

“One last question this time!”

Gu Changhuai’s brow furrowed, “Didn’t you say the last one was truly the last?”

“This time I mean it!”

Mo Hua declared confidently.

Gu Changhuai sighed heavily before snapping, “Ask!”

Mo Hua’s eyes glimmered mischievously as he lowered his voice, “Uncle Gu, what’s the name of the Fire Buddha’s spell?”

Gu Changhuai replied warily, “That’s not something you need to know.”

“Seriously, it’s just this one last thing!”

Gu Changhuai’s face betrayed skepticism.

Mo Hua insisted, “If you tell me, I’ll stop bothering you!”

Gu Changhuai raised an eyebrow, “Really?”

“Absolutely!”

Mo Hua nodded earnestly.

Gu Changhuai shook his head.

He didn’t quite believe him but figured knowing the spell’s name shouldn’t hurt.

*It’s a Forbidden Technique,* Gu reflected. *This rascal couldn’t possibly go as far as cultivating it himself. If he did, I’d personally arrest him and toss him into the Taoist Prison!*
Seeing Mo Hua’s expectant look, Gu Changhuai sighed again and said slowly, “The Fire Buddha’s Forbidden Technique is called…”
“Meteor Fire Skill!”

Mo Hua froze, then his eyes lit up with excitement, glowing brightly.

*Meteor Fire Skill?!* Gu Changhuai eyed him, growing uneasy.

*This kid…*
*He wouldn’t really be reckless enough to attempt learning a Forbidden Technique, would he?*
*Surely not reckless enough to target the Fire Buddha for it…*
Feeling unsettled, Gu Changhuai frowned and warned, “It’s a Forbidden Technique. You better not study it…”
Mo Hua nodded, “Don’t worry, Uncle Gu. I won’t learn it.”

*I’ll just borrow it for reference. Take some inspiration. Maybe ‘copy’ a bit from its Skill Pattern. But I won’t ‘learn’ it…*
Unaware of Mo Hua’s secret scheme, Gu Changhuai gave a satisfied nod and left.

Mo Hua beamed with satisfaction.

*This trip wasn’t wasted after all. Uncle Gu really knew about the Fire Buddha.*
*A Forbidden Technique!*
*Meteor Fire Skill!*
This spell sounded powerful just from its name. Moreover, “Meteor Fire”… it seemed to share some connection with the Fireball Technique.

It was a pity that the Fire Buddha’s whereabouts remained unknown.

The Taoist Court didn’t have any leads either.

*Looks like this will take careful planning…*
…
Mo Hua stayed put, waiting for Senior Sister Murong. Later, he reunited with the tardy Senior Brother Feng and a few others outside the Taoist Court. Together, they rode a carriage to Second Grade Luan Mountain City to catch the rapist–Flower Gentleman.

Luan Mountain City lay north of Second Grade Bishan City.

Within the city were a few small families, several of which had young female disciples who’d recently become pale, weak, and short of breath.

The families investigated and discovered they’d been Replenished.

The culprit was none other than Flower Gentleman, a rapist wanted by the Taoist Court.

These young disciples had been deceived by Flower Gentleman’s sweet-talking ways and willingly became furnace women. After being Replenished, their Vital Energy was gravely harmed, yet they clung to him, defending him passionately:
“He loves me…”
“Even if he Replenished me, I willingly accepted it…”
“It’s mutual and consensual, none of your business…”
Things like that.

These were the remarks Murong Caiyun later recounted to Mo Hua after investigating.

Mo Hua was flabbergasted.

*These days, some cultivators judge only by looks, ignoring whether one is Righteous or Demonic anymore.*
*They crave someone who’d eat their flesh, drink their blood, and Replenish their Vital Energy–being both willing and even delighted to let them do it…*
Thankfully, Taoist Law remained stern and impartial.

Replenishing others was a crime.

Flower Gentleman had been flitting between the female disciples of Luan Mountain City, managing his schedule deftly. But because he was *too* efficient, tightly booking his time, when the scandal broke, he didn’t have time to run and instead hid himself somewhere in one of the city’s smoke-filled brothels or lavish private manors.

*Where there’s rain, there’s a trail. Where geese fly by, there’s a sound.*
*As long as traces were left behind, escape was futile–especially with Mo Hua on the hunt.*
Mo Hua scanned carefully with his Divine Sense, observed meticulously, and calculated the chains of cause and effect before quickly uncovering Flower Gentleman’s trail.

The group followed the trail and tracked him down to…
The locked bedroom of none other than the Wang family’s Family Head’s long-time Daoist partner in Luan Mountain City’s largest Second Grade family mansion…