The Quest for Immortality-Chapter 1271: Search the Mountain

"Injure their muscles and bones... Give them a good beating then?" Cheng Mo asked.

Mo Hua nodded.

Cheng Mo looked delighted, but then frowned, "But the disciples of the Sever Gold Sect are so despicable, always hiding and sneaking about. They’re hard to track..."

"No problem," Mo Hua replied, "You gather some men. During this month’s rest break, I’ll accompany you all into the mountain."

When fellow sect members have been bullied, being their ’Junior Brother,’ one has to stand up for them!

"Alright!" Cheng Mo nodded.

A few days later, when the rest break arrived, Cheng Mo followed Mo Hua’s instructions and gathered twenty people.

This group of twenty was composed of the disciples closest to Cheng Mo—those he often called upon, played with, and even carried out tasks, earned rewards, and shared merit points with in the past.

The twenty disciples assembled before Mo Hua, greeted him, and said:

"Junior Brother!"

Mo Hua nodded, his expression slightly serious, "This time, we’re heading to Refining Demon Mountain. We won’t do anything else—just deal with Sever Gold Sect!"

All the disciples’ faces brightened with excitement.

These past days in Refining Demon Mountain, they’d been repeatedly disturbed by Sever Gold Sect, not only suffering injuries but also enduring humiliation. A great deal of time had been wasted, barely earning any merit points. They had built up a lot of frustration.

But Sever Gold Sect was shameless—if they couldn’t win, they’d flee, and after running, they’d still come back to harass again. Truly unbearable.

Mo Hua spread a map across the table.

"The plan is simple."

"We’ll form twenty-man groups, equip gold-breaking armor, carry gold-breaking spiritual tools, and sweep through the mountain with the map!"

"Any Sever Gold Sect disciples with bad intentions—once spotted, beat them up, strip their Taoist robes, draw a turtle on them, and hang them on the trees."

"I want to see just how shameless they can be..."

After giving instructions, the group set out.

Including Mo Hua and Cheng Mo, they comprised twenty-five people and, to avoid drawing attention, split into smaller batches as they entered Refining Demon Mountain, finally regrouping at a hillside within the mountain.

After meeting up, they officially began "mapping."

The disciples of Sever Gold Sect were indeed cunning, hiding well.

On the surface, the dense mountains and forests seemed devoid of suspicious traces.

Mo Hua walked ahead, using his Divine Sense with the quality change of Seventeen Patterns, supplemented by calculations, to scan the surrounding mountains, rivers, and forests.

In the illusion-like whiteness, the mountain stones, vegetation, monster birds, snakes, and insects shed their outer appearances, revealing their forms through spiritual energy or demonic power.

For a fleeting moment, there was a sense of peering into the "true essence" of all things.

And under his Divine Sense, those Sever Gold Sect disciples using concealment spiritual tools, hidden behind mountain rocks, camouflaged among the vegetation, or masked by grass and trees—they were all laid bare.

Mo Hua sensed for a moment, then pointed with his finger.

"Over there in the bushes, there’s five crouching."

"Up in the trees, seven are sitting."

"Behind the big rock, five are hiding."

"In the water, too..."

"And some are using the Earth Evasion Technique, burrowing underground..."

...

As Mo Hua walked, he called out targets.

The members of Sever Gold Sect were truly gifted in their devious tactics, employing various methods.

However, in front of Mo Hua, their "deviousness" was laughable.

Like this, the disciples secretly hiding in the mountain with malicious intentions from Sever Gold Sect were identified by Mo Hua one after another.

Cheng Mo led his team to charge forward, and chaos ensued—swords clashed, spiritual energy surged, and shouts erupted:

"Who?!"

"Taixu Gate’s little brats!"

"Damn it, how’d they find us?"

"I’ll hold them off—run!"

"Alright..."

"You bastard, you said you’d hold them off, but you’re running yourself?!"

"Idiot!"

"Suppress them with spells!"

"Their armor is strange, my Golden Blade Technique can’t cut through..."

"Useless!"

...

With superior numbers and gold-breaking armor, the battle was practically one-sided.

Amid the clamor, the Sever Gold Sect disciples were subdued one by one.

Mo Hua kept his promise—stripping their Taoist robes, drawing turtles on them, hanging them on the trees, making them endure humiliation.

This was the price of arrogance.

After handling one batch, Mo Hua waved his hand.

"Continue..."

Thus, twenty-plus people moved forward again.

Mo Hua continued to scout and identify targets, while Cheng Mo’s group would strike, apprehending Sever Gold Sect disciples and hanging them on the trees.

With Mo Hua leading the way, the group followed their planned route, combing the mountain and apprehending every Sever Gold Sect disciple they encountered.

It wasn’t until nightfall that the group left Refining Demon Mountain.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and decided to lead everyone to hunt some monster beasts, stripping materials and selling them at the mountain gate for merit points to distribute among the group.

Monster beasts were few, and people were many, so each person received just over a hundred merit points—a perfect amount to cover the gate fee and avoid losing any points.

One may not profit, but they must never lose!

This was Mo Hua’s principle.

After venting their frustrations, everyone happily returned to the sect to drink.

...

Later that night, within Sever Gold Sect.

A disciple reported the events at Refining Demon Mountain to a tall, thin senior brother from Sever Gold Sect.

This senior brother bore injuries, including a mark on his shoulder from being struck by an ax.

His movements were sluggish, seemingly afflicted by severe poisoning that hadn’t completely cleared.

Focused, he was flipping through a Monster Hunting Atlas.

"Brother Jin, bad news..."

The disciple stammered in a panic.

The Sever Gold Sect senior brother frowned with annoyance, "What’s the matter?"

"We..." The disciple took a deep breath and murmured, "We’ve been ambushed by Taixu Gate..."

The Sever Gold Sect senior brother frowned deeper, "And then?"

"They took advantage of their superior numbers, acted despicably, and used some unknown methods to locate every one of our disciples hiding in the mountain..."

The junior disciple emphasized again, "They outnumbered us, were despicable, and we couldn’t match them. We were beaten badly, and then..."