Chapter 2551: Chapter 37: "Guǐ" Scheme (Part 2)
All of this is to preserve humanity, to keep the Taoist heart intact.
The reason Mo Hua’s evil qi is so intense is because in an instant, he wiped out an overwhelming number of demon cultivators.
The death of these demon cultivators caused a massive accumulation of evil qi that couldn’t be dispelled.
Not to mention among these dead demon cultivators, besides those in Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment, there were also numerous Golden Core and even four Feather Transformation Realm Demon Heads.
Not only was the "quantity" of the evil qi sufficient, but the "quality" was also absurdly high.
Yet Mo Hua was merely at Foundation Establishment.
No matter how strong the "quality" of his divine thought was, he simply did not have a sufficient realm to bear the backlash of this evil qi on his Taoist heart and the erosion of humanity.
But this was actually not the root cause.
Under normal circumstances, even if he did kill so many demon cultivators, he wouldn’t need to endure such exaggerated backlash from the evil qi.
Because he killed demon cultivators.
These demon cultivators were beasts, their deaths were not worth lamenting.
Moreover, he didn’t kill them "directly," he did so indirectly using a formation.
The dead demon cultivators never knew that he, this Foundation Building Cultivator, was the true culprit behind their slaughter.
The karmic connections within this were vague, twisted, hidden, and unknown to people.
Therefore, the backlash from the "evil qi," though present, wouldn’t be too strong. It couldn’t be as terrifying as a mountain or sea.
Mo Hua was merely puzzled before, but having suffered a backlash, crossing the boundary of life and death in humanity, he truly understood.
In this matter, someone manipulated things.
A fearsome master of heavenly secrets, with an exceptionally strong Heavenly Secret Skill, forcibly manifested his own "karma."
He exposed himself, the "culprit," to the dead demon cultivators.
Thus, everything has an "anchor," every grievance has a "creditor," and every fierce ghost has a target for revenge.
Killing, evil qi, fierce souls, vengeful ghosts...all fused together, linked forcibly by karma, drawn tightly to himself, and locked into his life chart.
And this master of heavenly secrets is very likely his uncle...
The one who is that terrifying Taoist.
Once this setup is in place, as soon as he commits a killing, causing some trace of evil qi, this evil qi could very well become a "spark," igniting the life chart of "evil spirits and vengeful ghosts."
Evil spirits devour the heart, vengeful ghosts demand life.
His mind would be shrouded in killing intent, his memory consumed by vengeful ghosts.
Once reason is lost, and memory becomes void, forgetting the past, forgetting who he is, without an "anchor," without the foundation of humanity, "humanity" would gradually disappear.
If his humanity truly extinguished, he would completely fall into the demon path, becoming a demon.
"No, this is just the usual case..."
Mo Hua frowned, looking solemn.
"If there are still my uncle’s manipulations, it wouldn’t be this simple..."
"Once my memory is lost, my humanity vanished, my uncle would... directly descend, take control of my ’body,’ refining me into a blood and flesh puppet, transforming me into a real... ’Little Devious Path Person’?"
Mo Hua gasped, his hands and feet cold, the chill in his heart uncontrollably surging forth.
There was such an irrevocable abyss in this.
His uncle’s thoughts were too terrifying.
But then, Mo Hua was self-doubting:
"Is this really a setup my uncle made for me?"
"I’m merely a small Foundation Building Cultivator, is it worth it for my uncle to personally create such a massive setup for me?"
"Am I overthinking it?"
At this thought, Mo Hua considered another question:
In his uncle’s eyes, what exactly is his own "identity"?
Disciple of Taixu Gate? Formation Leader of Qianxue Formation Path?
Destroyer of the Evil God’s plot?
Disruptor of the Blood Sacrifice Array?
Or... his "little nephew"?
Mo Hua suddenly froze, finding it strange, "Does my uncle know he’s my ’uncle’?"
"Does he know he has me, his ’little nephew’?"
Mo Hua frowned, falling into contemplation.
Logically, my uncle should know.
After all, originally at Dali Mountain State boundary, I traveled with him for a while, ate noodles together, stayed overnight at a temple, roasted sweet potatoes, and even learned Planting Devil in Taoist Heart from him.
Although finally, my uncle wanted to kill me, he still helped me break through the bottleneck of Heaven Yan Jue Foundation Establishment.
Counting it up, my relationship with my uncle is quite profound.
But the problem lies here.
Mo Hua put himself in his uncle’s shoes, if he were "my uncle," knowing of his existence as a "calamity," he would surely spare no effort to first put him to death.
But since then, Mo Hua felt as if his uncle had "forgotten" him, having never sought him again.
It’s as if he doesn’t know who I am...
Why?
Mo Hua frowned: "My uncle’s wily minds can differentiate into thousands. The ’uncle’ in Li Mountain City certainly isn’t his true self."
"The ’uncle’ in Li Mountain City died, not returning to the true body, so his true self still doesn’t know who I am?"
"My uncle, for a long time, maybe even until now, doesn’t know... I’m his nephew? Or at least isn’t certain?"
"Then what about the Blood Sacrifice Array?"
"My uncle gathered the evil qi, drawing it to me, refining the vengeful souls into fierce ghosts, letting them demand my life... does this mean he knows my identity?"
"Or does he still not know who I am, only seeing I have value, so he uses me as a ’pawn’?"
Mo Hua thought this possible.
But in the next instant, he was suddenly shocked:
