Chapter 50 - 50 Siblings_1

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Siblings_1

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After that, the three of them would visit Mr. Zhuang every morning, paying their respects from a distance outside his door, and waiting for the time it took to finish half a cup of tea. If the door still remained tightly closed, they would then head down the mountain.

Mo Hua actually wanted to tell them, Mr. Zhuang liked to sleep in until the afternoon. You’re visiting at the wrong time.

However, upon further thought, it seemed that at least for the time being, Mr. Zhuang wasn’t too keen on seeing them.

They could come early and not see Mr. Zhuang, come late and still not see him. Since they were destined not to meet regardless, the timing of their visits hardly mattered.

Their morning trips up the mountain allowed them to witness the mountain hues drenched in the glow of dawn, so it wasn’t a complete loss.

Mo Hua would occasionally bump into them on his way up the mountain. If he had time, he would greet them and engage in casual conversation.

Although the two were descendants of noble families and looked somewhat haughty, they were quite easy to talk to.

In his idle chats with them, Mo Hua learned that their surname was Bai. They were both older than Mo Hua, the handsome boy named Bai Zisheng and the girl, delicate as a porcelain doll, named Bai Zixi.

The two were siblings who had come from afar, ordered by the elders of their family, to pay respects to Mr. Zhuang and learn about formations.

Bai Zisheng was talkative, Bai Zixi less so.

The siblings bore some resemblance to each other, but Bai Zixi was clearly more beautiful.

And her beauty was almost... excessive...

From a distance, Mo Hua thought she was merely dainty and exquisite, but up close, one would find her porcelain features breathtakingly beautiful and flawless, despite her young age.

Could this really be the face of a human... Mo Hua was astounded.

Common sayings told of Nuwa molding humans from clay. Clearly, some were made from earth, but others, like Bai Zixi before him, obviously were not.

When Nuwa created her, she probably used the splendor of the moon and snow, crafting bones of jade and a complexion of ice.

Mo Hua stole another glance at Bai Zixi and thought silently to himself,

“They say a beauty can be a source of trouble. Mother Nuwa wasn’t creating a person; she was creating calamity...”

The woman with a veil covering her face, following the Bai siblings, was called Aunt Xue, likely dispatched by the family to protect them on their journey.

After expressing his gratitude, Mo Hua sat down to meditate and indeed found his Divine Sense recovering more quickly. After about the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, the Calming Incense burned out, and Mo Hua respectfully took his leave.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang looked at the “Three Talents Formation” that Mo Hua had drawn, frowning in contemplation and saying nothing for a long time.

Old Kui entered the room and, noticing this, asked, “Was the drawing not good?”

Mr. Zhuang shook his head. “It’s not about being good or bad... with insufficient Divine Sense and limited time, this Formation could not possibly be drawn well. There will inevitably be errors, but...”

Mr. Zhuang furrowed his brow, “This child Mo Hua, he learns too quickly.”

“What’s wrong with learning quickly?”

“Not just quickly, but too quickly...”

Mr. Zhuang unfolded the “Three Talents Formation” and said:

“This ‘Three Talents Formation’ uses a completely different Formation Pivot from the Five Elements Formation, and the Formation Patterns are dissimilar. I only gave him the Formation Diagram yesterday, and he’s learned it almost entirely within one day. If it weren’t for his lacking Divine Sense, he might actually have managed to draw out this Formation by stumbling through it...”

Mr. Zhuang’s gaze sharpened, “The strangest thing is, with one day’s time and Mo Hua’s Divine Sense, he could at most practice it three or four times. But looking at the “Three Talents Formation” he drew, the execution is quite skilled, indicating he’s practiced it around ten times.”

Old Kui’s expression remained unchanged, but his tone dipped, “Are you suggesting... that this child Mo Hua is hiding something from you?”

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, “I’ve never asked him, so there’s no question of hiding or not. However, it seems that this child must have some other fortuitous opportunity.”

Old Kui rolled his eyes slightly, “Who among those in Tao Cultivation doesn’t have their own opportunities? Haven’t you had your share as well? In this world, all sentient beings fortunate enough to be born are already taking part in a great opportunity.”

At these words, Mr. Zhuang fell into thought.

Old Kui said, “If you really care, just ask him.”

Mr. Zhuang started, “Ask him?”

Old Kui spoke impatiently, “People like you claim to have clear minds, but in reality, you’re just overthinkers. You always assume others are like you, hiding and hoarding secrets. I’ve observed this Mo Hua kid, and he seems fine. Unlike you, full of scheming, dealing with things in such a twisted way.”

Mr. Zhuang, lying back in his chair, spoke calmly, “If I truly were such a schemer, then I wouldn’t have ended up in my current predicament.”

“Birds of a feather flock together, people are sorted by group. You think you’re clever, preferring to deal with cunning people; but your heart isn’t as filthy as theirs, and so you naturally end up being outmaneuvered. This reaping what you sow is of your own making, you can’t blame others.”

Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly, “That’s right, which is why now I can only keep company with someone like you, who is devoid of heart, to have a bit of peace.”

Old Kui’s face remained expressionless, and he said no more.