Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2570: Chapter 43: Dried Fish_3

"You dare ask about the Tuoba family?"

Seeing Mo Hua was confused, a servant whispered, "Tuoba... do you know what this surname signifies?"

Mo Hua naturally did not know.

Someone hinted to him, "The Sect Leader of the Fourth-grade Great Sect, Great Wilderness Sect, has the surname Tuoba."

Mo Hua’s heart stirred slightly as he asked, "So this Young Master Tuoba is a scion of the Sect Leader of the Great Wilderness Sect?"

But no one responded to him.

All the servants remained silent.

The slaves looked numb, even more unwilling to speak.

Mo Hua felt a hint of heaviness in his heart and stopped asking further questions.

If this Young Master Tuoba is truly from the direct lineage of the Great Wilderness Sect, then the matter might be even more troublesome.

The Taoist Court directly governs the Fourth-grade Great Sects that guard the Great Wilderness, restricting the Desolate Royal Family.

Such "dominant" Great Sects in remote areas often truly possess the capital to act lawlessly in their territories, not to be offended lightly.

Only by observing the situation, waiting for an opportunity.

...

A few days later, the steward suddenly found Mo Hua and asked, "Would you be willing to serve Young Master Tuoba tomorrow?"

Mo Hua was stunned, "Young Master Tuoba?"

The steward nodded, "Among all the servants, you work the hardest, and are meticulous. Therefore, I have specially promoted you, giving you this opportunity."

"Young Master Tuoba is the true ’master.’ If you serve him well and gain his appreciation, perhaps he might reward you with a position as a steward. This way, you could truly defy fate and prosper..."

Mo Hua was clearly tempted and asked, "Steward, what should I do?"

The steward answered, "No need, just continue as you are. As for the rest, remember not to listen, not to ask, not to intervene. Just act as if you are a piece of wood."

Mo Hua pretended to ponder, then a glint of ambition appeared in his eyes, as he nodded:

"Alright."

The steward saw the ambition in Mo Hua’s eyes and shook his head with a light chuckle, then said:

"Tomorrow, you will serve in front of Young Master Tuoba."

His tone carried a hint of appreciation and expectation.

That evening, Mo Hua returned to the servants’ quarters, swept his divine sense slightly, and found two people missing.

Following their aura, among a pile of monster beast corpses waiting to be disposed of, he found two emaciated servant corpses.

Each corpse had a palm imprint on its face.

The force of the palm was so great that it shattered the skull, even breaking the neck.

This method looked very familiar.

Mo Hua vaguely remembered a few days ago, that Young Master Tuoba had slapped the steward in the same manner.

Except that the steward was of high cultivation, laughed it off, and wasn’t harmed.

But these two Qi Refinement servants were killed instantly by a slap, their bodies discarded like garbage.

Mo Hua’s gaze was indifferent.

The next day, following the steward’s instructions, he went to serve Young Master Tuoba.

Of course, this so-called "service" was merely standing by, attending to appearances, serving tea and water.

Young Master Tuoba didn’t even glance at him.

Mo Hua understood that the steward’s words were mostly lies, merely "painting a picture."

Young Master Tuoba became angry and slapped two servants to death.

Thus, the vacancy was filled by him.

As for gaining Young Master Tuoba’s appreciation, being rewarded as a steward, prospering — that was entirely a joke.

Young Master Tuoba would certainly not remember who he was.

If he were truly just a regular "servant," serving here without being slapped to death by Young Master Tuoba would already be considered "great fortune."

Servants are not people, merely "consumables."

Just like those cups and plates used to hold wine and fruits.

Break them, just replace them with new ones.

However, having the chance to be close to Young Master Tuoba counts as an opportunity.

Mo Hua stood sharply but dutifully, without uttering a word or revealing any aura, appearing as though he had no presence.

What surprised Mo Hua was that today, Young Master Tuoba seemed different from usual, not watching monster battles, rather hosting guests.

The banquet hall used was the most luxurious.

The food and wine for the banquet were of the highest quality.

All arrangements were top-tier.

Moreover, someone as aloof as Young Master Tuoba seemed to highly value this banquet.

Mo Hua witnessed this and pondered in curiosity:

"This Young Master Tuoba... who is he actually hosting?"

Mo Hua’s eyes flickered as he held his breath and silently observed from the side.

Exquisite alcohol and food, various spirit beast delicacies, were arranged.

About an hour later, someone arrived at the door.

A short and pudgy Golden Core cultivator and a tall and thin Foundation Establishment cultivator entered, bowing to Young Master Tuoba sitting at the top.

The pudgy Gold Core bowed, "Greetings, Young Master Tuoba."

Young Master Tuoba nodded.

The tall and thin Foundation Establishment cultivator, with a grim and resolute expression, his eyes holding a touch of madness, also bowed to Young Master Tuoba but said nothing.

Young Master Tuoba glanced at him, saying nothing either.

However, Mo Hua, standing beside him, was stunned.

This tall and thin Foundation Establishment cultivator looked oddly familiar; he seemed... to have seen him somewhere?

Who is he?

Mo Hua frowned, striving to recall, searching for clues from fragmented, faded memories.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he remembered.

"He is..."

Li San?!

Back then, when going against the Demon Sect at the Qian Learning State Boundary, the one bewitched by Mo Hua with the Thunder Magnetic Order and using the name of "Elder You" to exchange for the Second Grade Reverse Spirit Formation Map from the Demon Sect, and personally delivered it, the elite disciple of the Demon Sect... Li San.

"But... how could it be Li San?!"

Mo Hua thought in bewilderment, unable to unravel the mystery.

"Wasn’t Li San captured and locked in the Taoist Prison? How did he get out?"

"Moreover, how could he travel thousands of miles from the Qian Learning State Boundary to this Great Wilderness Territory?"

"And, who is the pudgy Golden Core Elder beside him..."

Throwing a glance at the Golden Core Elder, Mo Hua confirmed that he had indeed never met him.

Yet a vague sense of familiarity lingered within him.

It was as if this person had intersected with him repeatedly before.

This person... who could he be?

Mo Hua frowned and pondered for a moment, then an odd name popped into his mind.

Mo Hua’s heart skipped.

Could it possibly be...

Elder You?

The Elder You who was adept and cunning within the Demon Sect at the Qian Learning State Boundary?

The Elder You who leveraged the Demon Sect Token’s messengers to hire him for Thunder Magnetism trading?

The one who...

Still owes him a million and eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones... Elder You?