A few days later, Mo Hua traveled with the Dao Court Office's carriage to Cangyun Sect in Qingshan City.
Since he was only there to take part in the assessment, there were not many accompanying them—just several Executive Inspectors from the Dao Court Office, as well as his father, Mo Shan.
The carriage belonged exclusively to the Dao Court Office. The horses pulling it were spirit beasts raised by cultivators; their bloodlines were ordinary, nothing precious.
The Dao Court Office's banner hung from the carriage, and they traveled along the main road, so few dared provoke them.
This was Mo Hua's first time traveling far from home.
Sitting in the carriage, he lifted the curtain, poked his little head outside, and watched the scenery all the way.
Whenever he came across some strange sight he had never seen before, or unfamiliar cultivators with bizarre appearances, he would turn and ask his father, Mo Shan:
"Father, what mountain is that?"
"Why aren't there any fish in this river?"
"Why is that cultivator carrying such a huge saber?"
"I was discovered!"
The person chosen for this year's assessment site was Elder Li.
He had a method of using Divine Consciousness to peer into others.
Why had he been so cold toward that father and son?
"This is Qingping Mountain. The river water is poisonous, so there are no fish. That cultivator carries a saber because he sells his life for others. The red things being sold by the roadside are hawthorns that cannot fill one's belly..."
"I was presumptuous just now. Please do not take offense. You may register over there."
Though his bearing was extraordinary, he did not look like an Array Master.
If that was the case, then this child's background could not be underestimated.
Afterward, he introduced himself:
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