The Quest for Immortality

"So, you’re an impostor?"

"A human body with a demon-like face, hosting in a clay sculpture, you’re neither human nor demon, but a spiritual entity. Either you’re a naturally malevolent spirit, or a ghost transformed by a person..."

Yaoying felt a sinking feeling in its heart.

How does this kid know so much?

How old is he? He speaks as if he deals with these demons and evil spirits every day...

Revealing a ferocious expression, Yaoying said, "Scared now, huh? Since you know, why not hurry and..."

It didn’t finish its words before a fireball whooshed towards it.

This fireball was fast and accurate, with flames swirling around it, heading straight for Yaoying’s face.

But the fireball didn’t hit its mark; instead, it passed through Yaoying’s face and flew out the door. Following an explosion, flames spread and burned several rocks.

Fireball technique on the face!

This foreign Cultivator is so rude!

Without any provocation, he throws a fireball?

Luckily, I am a Divine Consciousness Entity. Spells made of Spiritual Power can’t injure a Thought Body, otherwise, wouldn’t my face be wrecked by that attack?!

"What audacity!"

Yaoying’s face was full of rage. It wanted to teach this young Cultivator a lesson, to show him the proper way of being a Cultivator!

But Mo Hua paid no attention...

"Fireball Technique is useless, huh..."

"Because it’s an attack on the level of Spiritual Power, huh..."

"Evil thought... Divine Sense..."

Mo Hua pondered while muttering to himself.

His previous Divine Thought clashes were inside the Sea of Consciousness, where one spell after another was a Divine Thought Manifestation, capable of injuring evil thoughts.

But now, outside the Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua lacked experience and didn’t know which tactics would be effective.

Mo Hua continued to ponder by himself.

Yaoying was even more incensed.

A mere child, so disrespectful!

After all, I was once revered as a Mountain God, worshipped by people. Even though I’ve fallen, I shouldn’t be humiliated by a kid to this extent!

In my own temple, with the empowerment of my Divine Effigy, my thought power is stable.

I am also a Divine Consciousness Entity, immune to Blood Qi or Spiritual Power attacks—basically invincible.

I was originally planning to frighten this young boy away, given his age.

But since he’s so ungrateful, I have no choice but to take severe measures, to teach him the harsh realities of Tao Cultivation...

Yaoying’s eyes turned crimson, its aura violently increasing in strength. Its once gaunt form began to bulk up, and its limbs grew fur, transforming into a huge "Yellow Skin"...

Seeing this, Mo Hua was not only unafraid but also quite intrigued.

I’ve seen transformations into "Evil Ghosts" and "Zombies", but this is my first time seeing one turn into a "weasel"...

The Yellow Skin Yaoying glared menacingly at Mo Hua, looking like it was about to attack.

Mo Hua, after a moment of contemplation, decided to strike first. With a flick of his hand, he laid out a Formation with Spiritual Ink at the feet of the Yellow Skin, drawing the Golden Lock Formation.

The First-grade Golden Lock Formation was simple, so he completed it rapidly.

Once the Golden Lock Formation was complete, chains materialized, binding the Yellow Skin Yaoying.

Straining against the Golden Lock Formation, the Yellow Skin managed to break the chains and free itself, but it was deeply shocked.

"A Formation?"

"Without a brush or paper, how did this kid set it up?"

Mo Hua, however, nodded secretly.

I was right in my thoughts.

The power of a Spell is determined by Spiritual Power.

Whereas the harm caused by a Formation, though made of Spiritual Power, also contains the Law of the Great Dao and a great deal of Divine Sense.

Using Divine Sense to restrain Divine Thought.

That’s why Spells can’t hurt it.

But a Formation can affect this "Yellow Skin" Yaoying, which has no blood, no Qi, is not harmed by physical attacks or affected by Spiritual Power.

Although, compared to the purely Divine Sense-based Formations in the Sea of Consciousness, its power is lesser.

But it’s useful, and that’s what matters...

Plus, I’m currently only using a First-grade Formation Method.

Mo Hua took out several bottles of Spiritual Ink and set to work with concentrated effort, using Divine Consciousness Control Ink to create an even more complex Formation...

The Yellow Skin, watching Mo Hua’s calm demeanor, began to panic...

It felt that things were getting out of control...

This kid isn’t flustered. He counters move by move with solid confidence; I can’t quite see through him.

Give up?

But as a proud Mountain God, if I lose to a kid, wouldn’t that be a big joke?

The Yellow Skin hardened its heart and tried to charge at Mo Hua.

Yet, before it could reach him, golden patterns emerged under its feet, solidifying into a three-fold Golden Lock Compound Formation, trapping it securely.

The Yellow Skin used claws and teeth in frantic effort to escape.

Though now in decline, its strength was not what it once was; still, it could handle a First-grade Golden Lock Formation.

But before it could fully escape, it looked down and saw even more Golden Lock Formations appearing under its feet.

The Yellow Skin was both shocked and scared.

"What’s with this kid...?"

"What kind of teaching has he received? How can he draw Formations like this?!"

With this method of Drawing Formations, I can’t win...

The thought of retreating crossed the Yellow Skin’s mind. Your adventure continues at

"Should I ask for mercy?"

This thought just surfaced when the Yellow Skin immediately dismissed it.

A Mountain God such as myself can’t beg a kid for mercy; wouldn’t I be laughed out of existence?

I’ll just hold out for now...

A mere young Cultivator, even if his Divine Sense is strong and his Formation knowledge slightly better, how long can he last?

When we’re both at our limits, I’ll just pretend and agree to a "draw", and we can stop without losing too much face...

But before it could finish its thoughts, its eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

It noticed suddenly that fiery red patterns had appeared around it without its knowledge. Surging Spiritual Power flowed through them, while imposing Divine Thoughts surged within them...