Chapter 747: Youth_2

Sometimes, he couldn't quite figure it out.

He was a disciple of the Tai'a Sect, yet his relationships with his fellow disciples weren't great. Somehow, inexplicably, he ended up mingling effortlessly with the Taixu Sect disciples...

...

Another month passed, and there were little more than two months left until the New Year.

The fourth year of Mo Hua at the Taixu Sect was also approaching its end, amid the bustling daily grind.

It was a day off as well, and Mo Hua, as usual, went up the mountain. Along the way, a group of Taixu Sect disciples greeted him warmly.

"Junior Brother, hello!"

Mo Hua smiled brightly and waved back, acknowledging each of them.

Walking through the mountain paths like this, he reached a quiet spot, chose a large stone, sat down cross-legged, and placed a spirit sword before him.

This was a plain and even somewhat "cheap-looking" spirit sword.