Great Five-Armored Demon Lu Fengbei truly had an unknown connection with the Daoist sect!
Mo Chuan sighed inwardly.
During the battle, Lu Fengbei had tempted him with the "Great Yellow Record Fast."
And the Daoist robe he kept on him had long led Mo Chuan to suspect as much.
Now that it had been confirmed, clarity dawned upon him—along with several shades of gloom.
"How large was that Daoist temple? Did you find any other ghost immortals?"
Mo Chuan asked.
He feared that Lu Fengbei publicly served as a ghost immortal of the temple, feeding on incense offerings—
While secretly stealing people's vital essence to cultivate his Ghost Body.
He feared even more that they were snakes and rats from the same nest, that a crooked beam would cast a crooked shadow.
After all, when Daoists turned into demons, they were bound to cause far greater harm than demons themselves.
"Reporting to you, Mister Mo, there was only one elderly temple master in that Daoist temple. This disciple feared alerting the snake in the grass and did not dare investigate closely!"
Huang Buyu said in a low voice.
Rather than fearing he might alert the snake in the grass, though, he feared this was Mister Mo's test.
The opportunity connected to a Great Five-Armored Demon could not possibly be taken lightly.
If he investigated in advance, then regardless of whether he found anything, it would be like cutting off his own retreat. Even a hundred mouths could not clear his name.
Since that was the case, it was better to report it proactively. If there truly was a discovery, given Mister Mo's generosity, he surely would not treat him poorly.
And if there was nothing, he would still earn merit for reporting honestly.
"You did well." Mo Chuan nodded.
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