Uncle Mo would certainly hold a grudge...
Mo Hua sprawled on the desk, his mind wandering in chaos before slowly untangling his thoughts...
Within the Qianxue state boundary, there must be a major conspiracy.
At Uncle's place, there would surely be great peril.
But whether a conspiracy or peril, they were not of much concern to him at the moment.
His current task was to figure out a way to preserve his life and to develop steadily.
In addition to enhancing his cultivation and Divine Sense, he needed to learn as many things as possible.
Formation, spells, and other Tao Cultivation knowledge were all necessary to learn more about.
To ensure that he could graduate smoothly from the Taixu Gate and form his Core with peace and stability...
He also needed to seek out some intelligence to prevent problems before they occurred.
Only then, if dangers arose in the future, would he be able to foresee them and be prepared.