Mo Tianhua lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and remained silent. He was usually proud and didn’t think much of his fellow brothers, except for a few. As a result, he wasn’t very popular, and even after lying there for an hour, no one came forward to help him, all glad to see him make a fool of himself.
Now, Zhang Yan’s alchemy technique was also quite famous; perhaps one day the disciples might need him. Since it didn’t concern them, why risk offending him by intervening?
However, some brothers could not bear it. About an hour later, a middle-aged cultivator with a broad face and long beard, looking displeased, came over and tore away the talisman from Mo Tianhua’s chest.
This talisman mainly worked on the two places, the chest and the head. Now, with it pulled away from the chest, the Qi Acupoint was opened. Without touching the rest, Mo Tianhua felt his whole body relaxed, and after a flash of Xuanguang on his body, the remaining talismans were shaken off.
Mo Tianhua leaped to his feet, bowed to the cultivator who saved him, and said, "Thank you, Brother Tu." Then, feeling ashamed, he dared not look at anyone else, and rode a tunneling light to leave.
Brother Tu glanced at Zhang Yan’s door, snorted coldly, and walked away.
At this moment, Zhang Yan was fully focused on cultivation, uninterested in the commotion outside. Suddenly, as his shoulder shook, that phantom image appeared once more.
Now, the escape technique from his "True Form Leisurely Chapter" had reached the final step, and he had refined a drop of essence blood into the phantom, with the false body gradually solidifying. Except for the slightly vacant expression, it looked almost identical to the True Master.
However, this false body seemed still loosely attached to his body, not entirely separated yet.
After quietly channeling his mental method for a long time, he suddenly felt the key acupoints tremble together. His body shook involuntarily, as if peeling away something, and when he opened his eyes, the false body was already standing steadily before him.
After scrutinizing it for a moment, he couldn’t help but smile, thinking to himself: "This false body standing here, just judging by appearance, even I can’t tell it apart. If not for actual testing, it would be impossible to distinguish between real and fake."
His mind shifted, and the false body began to move around the Elixir Room, surprisingly nimble, more agile than his own movements.
The unfortunate thing was, his current cultivation was shallow, and controlling this false body felt like maneuvering a Magic Artifact. Although it could perform various actions according to his will, it had no combat ability. Even an ordinary person could easily knock it down with a punch.
The "True Form Leisurely Chapter" had more profound Dharma techniques that allowed the false body to see and hear just like himself, but his current cultivation was too shallow to grasp them. For now, it was enough to deceive Ge Shuo; he didn’t care too much about anything else.
After watching for a while, Zhang Yan summoned the false body back. Then, with a pinch of a spell, his body became hazy, making himself appear almost like a phantom, seemingly ready to disperse with a breath of wind.
The most precious part of the True Form Chapter was this Concealing Technique, which works in tandem with the false body, hiding himself when the false body is abandoned; otherwise, it couldn’t deceive anyone.
After practicing a few times, Zhang Yan had grasped the use of this spell and decided to resume alchemy. He thought, "Since Ge Shuo intends to fully capture the Perch Eagle Land in three days, their Demon Cultivators must also have plans to act. That might be his time to escape. So, there’s no need for tricks with this batch of elixir pills."
With this thought, he focused, earnestly refining this batch of elixir pills.
Three days passed quickly, and the sound of bells and chimes reverberated throughout the island from the Flying Palace once again.
Everyone knew today was the day to seize the Perch Eagle Land in one Qi; no one dared to delay even for a moment. As the sound of bells and chimes continued, except for the six Hua Dan cultivators, everyone was already in their respective Flying Palaces waiting.
After Ge Shuo was seated at the main position in the great hall, a disciple came out and said, "Junior Brother Mo Tianhua has been meditating on cultivation techniques recently and seems on the verge of a breakthrough, thus unable to participate today."
The other day, Mo Tianhua was reprimanded by Zhang Yan and failed Yang Ying’s entrusted task, leaving him too ashamed to face anyone, so he conveniently found an excuse to avoid going.
Now, with more than four hundred Xuanguang in the six Flying Palaces, losing one Xuan Guang Practitioner was trivial in Ge Shuo’s mind. He said indifferently, "Understood."