HPDBC Chapter 993 - 993 648 The Disappeared Demon Cultivator_3
Chapter 993 - 993 648 The Disappeared Demon Cultivator_3
Chapter 993: Chapter 648: The Disappeared Demon Cultivator_3 Chapter 993: Chapter 648: The Disappeared Demon Cultivator_3 The other secrets, Mo Hua hadn’t yet discovered.
But he had finally found out the name of the dead Evil Formation Master.
The Demon Cultivators on patrol, when communicating with the central Formation Pivot through the Book Devil Order, referred to the dead Evil Formation Master as “Master Yuan.”
Master Yuan…
A master proficient in the Yuan Magnetic Formation?
Was this his original surname, or had he changed it later?
Mo Hua couldn’t quite figure it out.
But it didn’t matter now.
The original Master Yuan was dead, and the current Master Yuan was actually “Master Mo.”
Mo Hua, impersonating “Master Yuan,” issued orders to these patrolling Demon Cultivators.
And the Demon Cultivators knew nothing.
Master Yuan was an Evil Formation Master who was moody and had a cold temperament; his words were not to be questioned by the Demon Cultivators.
But there was another matter that was more troublesome.
It concerned the Book Devil Orders of the dead Demon Cultivators…
The Demon Cultivators killed by Gu Changhuai upon Mo Hua’s command—their Book Devil Orders couldn’t just be discarded for the time being.
Because once a living Demon Cultivator sent messages to these dead ones, and if there were no replies for a long time, the assassination would be easily exposed.
Therefore, Mo Hua also had to “play multiple roles” as a single person, occasionally using these dead men’s Book Devil Orders to reply to other Demon Cultivators.
Creating an illusion that everyone was still alive and patrolling as usual.
In the beginning, when there were only a few Book Devil Orders, Mo Hua could handle it with a bit of thought.
However, these Demon Cultivators had very twisted interests.
Mo Hua felt somewhat out of place.
It was difficult for him to blend into the distorted perspectives of the Demon Cultivators and chat with them.
After all, he was too honest…
Mo Hua silently sighed in his heart.
Therefore, whenever there was a message in the Book Devil Order, he could only reply ambiguously with a few vague phrases.
Like, “Hmm,” “Oh,” “Alright then,” “Can do,” “You handle it,” “Impressive,” and so on…
But later on, when there were more Book Devil Orders, such “Hmm” and “Oh” responses became monotonous.
And they looked somewhat fake, easily giving him away.
So Mo Hua lay in the Evil Formation Master’s chair, multitasking—on one hand monitoring the Array Plate and targeting people to kill.
On the other, he flipped through the records of the Book Devil Order.
He had to summarize some patterns of Demon Cultivator chat behavior from the conversations, so that he could then better “pretend” to be a bad guy.
After a long observation, Mo Hua realized he had overthought it.
This group of Demon Cultivators, with their varied dispositions and explosive tempers, spoke crudely—there was no need to put so much effort into learning how they talked, being proficient in cursing was enough.
Most of the Demon Cultivators would start swearing at each other the moment they disagreed.
As long as one could curse well, one could play the Demon Cultivator part well.
Cursing!
Mo Hua’s eyes brightened.
He thought of Elder Yu.
If cursing were considered a kind of “Realm,” then Elder Yu would have to be at least a half-step Heaven Void.
If cursing could enhance one’s Cultivation, then Elder Yu might’ve already ascended.
It’s just a pity that I am a well-mannered, good kid who doesn’t excel at cursing.
At most…
Back when I accompanied Elder Yu, I passively memorized many of the things he said when cursing others, so now is just the right time to make use of that…
“These are all things Elder Yu said when cursing people, not me learning bad habits…”
“I just happen to have a good memory, you can’t blame me…”
Mo Hua nodded.
Then he began to use the Book Devil Order to spew insults at the Demon Cultivators.
Letting these Demon Cultivators, far away in Qian State, also experience Elder Yu’s cursing prowess…
…
Demon Cultivator A: “You son of a bitch, it’s been so long, why no reply?”
Mo Hua replied: “Why the hell should I talk to a piece of trash like you? Your brain is like a pig’s; can you even understand what I’m saying?”
“You fucking drunk?”
“How could your father possibly be drunk? Unless one day I chop your pig head off to have with my drink and have your mother cheer me on, only then would I fucking get drunk.”
“Fine, fine! Well done, you ‘Second Walking Corpse,’ you bastard…”
Mo Hua frowned, about to get angry, but then realized.
He cursed ‘Second Walking Corpse,’ what does that have to do with me, Mo Xiaohua?
He wasn’t cursing me…
“Fine! Even if I, ‘Second Walking Corpse,’ am a bastard, I am the bastard of your great grandmother and a stray dog, you are the bastard of me and your mother…”
Mo Hua replied, and then there was no message from the other side.
Maybe he passed out from anger.
Mo Hua shook his head, “No good, I am definitely not… no, definitely not Elder Yu’s match.”
Although Qian State is a large state with many Sect inheritances, their tradition of cursing seems to be quite weak.
Mo Hua typed rapidly, his Divine Sense even faster, as he started to
Mo Hua casually replied, “Spit it out if you’ve got something to say or fart if you’ve got to, what the hell are you scribbling about, you mongrel?”
The other side was silent for a while.
Then, slowly replied: “Master Yuan seems to be suffering from an excess of liver fire today.”
Mo Hua was a bit surprised.
Who is this person?
Quite a good temper and high quality, being cursed but still able to endure it, quite rare among Demon Cultivators…
As Mo Hua was wondering how to reply, he saw the other side send another message:
“Greed, anger, delusion, these are the three poisons, the three impurities, the three fires. Worldly desires confuse the mind, evil spirits entangle the body, only by maintaining a heart of purity can one suppress the evil consequences…”
Mo Hua furrowed his brows, then was taken aback, and couldn’t help but open his mouth wide.
“Greed, anger, delusion…”
“Purity… evil consequences…”
Could this person be…
the Fire Buddha?!!
Mo Hua was dumbfounded…
“Is the Fire Buddha… looking to chat with me?”
“And I cursed him?”