Published at 8th of August 2026 7:48 am

Chapter 2637: Religious Con Men 3

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The atmosphere around suddenly became tense, like a drawn sword.

Yet, Dan Zhu still stood there in a trance.

And the elders and guards of the Danque Tribe didn’t dare to act rashly, but could only watch helplessly as that figure walked toward them step by step.

The atmosphere was as tense and burning as the dying light of sunset.

In such an atmosphere, the figure in the setting sun gradually came before everyone, revealing a face as fair as painting, young to an astonishing degree.

This was a young man.

A young man who, except for eyebrows like a gentle breeze and a face like the bright moon, was otherwise quite ordinary.

Of course, his stature wasn’t tall either, and he looked clean and harmless, which made it hard for anyone to feel alert.

The elders and guards of the Danque Tribe couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling a slight anger mixed with shame in their hearts.

A young man, a timid young man with no more than Foundation Establishment cultivation and very faint Blood Qi, made the Golden Core elders and guards treat him as a formidable enemy, getting this tense.

It was truly disgraceful.

Dan Zhu looked at Mo Hua’s appearance, and his expression was also clearly a bit disappointed.

Still, he asked: "Who... are you?"

Mo Hua’s expression was calm, and his tone indifferent: "You can call me... Mr. Witch."

As soon as these words were spoken, the elders and guards who had just calmed down suddenly felt a shock in their hearts, and their expressions became serious again.

In the Wildland, "Mr. Witch" was not a simple title.

This young man dared to call himself "Mr. Witch," he was certainly not an ordinary person.

Dan Zhu frowned as well, "Are you a shaman of the Great Wilderness Royal Court?"

Mo Hua shook his head and corrected: "A shaman is the shaman of the Divine Lord, not of the Great Wilderness Royal Court."

The elders and guards were stunned, their expressions surprised.

Dan Zhu’s heart suddenly jumped.

"Divine Lord’s shaman... this young man is related to the Divine Lord, which means he is related to the revelation in my dream?"

Dan Zhu asked Mo Hua, "Do you recognize me?"

Mo Hua’s eyes, dark like black jade, met Dan Zhu’s emerald green eyes, calmly gazing for a moment, then he asked, without showing any hint of embarrassment:

"Who are you?"

Dan Zhu said: "My name is Dan Zhu."

Mo Hua nodded, indifferent.

Dan Zhu felt inexplicably disappointed in his heart.

"This young man, he actually doesn’t know me..."

"Could the Divine Lord’s revelation be wrong? Or perhaps I’m actually not the chosen one by the Divine Lord?"

Dan Zhu frowned tightly.

Mo Hua’s eyes gleamed slightly, speaking gently: "We met by chance, which can be considered fate; this may also be the will of the Divine Lord. I must continue my journey and can’t stay long. I hope we can meet again if fate allows."

Having said that, Mo Hua nodded to Dan Zhu as a gesture and then, leaning on the wooden cane he had just cut down from nearby mountain trees, walked past Dan Zhu and strode forward with determination in his gaze.

Mo Hua’s gaze was resolute, but his pace was not fast, deliberately slowing down.

At the same time, the wooden cane in his hand tapped the ground, emitting a ticking sound.

This sound of the cane seemed to knock on Dan Zhu’s heart, as if reminding him of something.

Dan Zhu felt inexplicably tense inside.

Just as Mo Hua was about to walk away, Dan Zhu suddenly spoke: "Hold on."

Mo Hua secretly sighed with relief and then turned around with a calm face, his gaze firm as a mountain stone.

As Mo Hua looked at him, Dan Zhu suddenly felt uneasy, and somewhat unwilling.

He didn’t expect that this person, who might have been directed by the Divine Lord’s revelation to guide him, would just leave like this.

Moreover, he had hardly said anything to him.

But Dan Zhu was also afraid that if this young man was indeed extraordinary, then once missed, he might not be able to meet him again.

Dan Zhu didn’t know that this was actually him overthinking.

It was not fear of thieves stealing, but fear of thieves bearing grudges.

He was already remembered by this "thief," Mo Hua.

If not at this crossroads, he was sure to encounter him at the next.

Even if not today, he might encounter Mo Hua in one of his Danque Tribe’s clans a few days later, unexpectedly guided by the Divine Lord.

These were things Dan Zhu hadn’t considered.

Although his cultivation was a whole realm higher than Mo Hua’s, he couldn’t compare with Mo Hua’s cunning and craft.

Not to mention, Mo Hua had also cultivated karma, with strong Divine Sense Calculation Power, and many tricks up his sleeve.

"Mr. Dan Zhu, do you have any matters?" Mo Hua asked warmly, pretending to be unaware.

Dan Zhu was conflicted inside, hesitated for a while, then spoke, "Mr. Witch, judging by your appearance, you seem... not to be from the Great Wilderness?"

Mo Hua spoke sincerely: "I do not belong to any land, tribe, or faction. My entire flesh and Divine Thought have been dedicated to the Divine Lord."

Dan Zhu continued, "The Divine Lord you speak of..."

Mo Hua calmly said, "The Divine Lord is the Divine Lord, unspeakable, unknowable. People who are unaware of their existence, only those with profound blessings and bearing a heavenly mandate may receive revelations from the Divine Lord..."

Dan Zhu’s heart leapt, but his face gave nothing away.

He asked again, "Mr. Witch, how long have you been cultivating?"

Dan Zhu looked at Mo Hua, who seemed younger than him.

Mo Hua’s expression shifted, then he smiled lightly, and in that instant, his eyes were filled with the emotions of having experienced the ups and downs of the human world, witnessing the impermanence of worldly things and people.

Such a desolate and complex gaze made Dan Zhu, at that instant, feel a sense of respect.

Mr. Witch must be someone with deep stories.

These stories had all been sedimented by time and were concealed deep within his gaze, inaccessible to outsiders.

As expected, Mo Hua didn’t elaborate further, carrying a face full of age on his youthful visage, with a serene gaze, turned to leave.

Dan Zhu immediately called out again: "Mr. Witch!"

Mo Hua looked at him.

Dan Zhu seemed to have made up his mind, and slowly said, "To tell you the truth, I, Dan Zhu, am the young master of the Danque Tribe. May I invite Mr. Witch to visit my Danque Tribe, so that I can properly extend the hospitality of a host."

Mo Hua feigned hesitation.

Dan Zhu eagerly invited: "My Danque Tribe, located in the Great Wilderness, is an ancient tribe with a long history, significant influence, and great strength."

Mo Hua’s expression remained calm, seemingly uninterested.

Dan Zhu added, "Please, Mr. Witch, come to my Danque Tribe... to be honest, Dan Zhu has some questions and wishes to consult you."

Mo Hua asked, "You have questions?"

Dan Zhu replied, "Yes."

Mo Hua looked at Dan Zhu with clear eyes.

Dan Zhu looked at Mo Hua with sincere eyes.

Mo Hua gave a slight smile, seemingly quite admiring of Dan Zhu, and nodded: "Alright, then willingly yielding to your invitation."

Dan Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, his once worried face now showing a hint of a smile.

Three days later, Mo Hua, the mysterious "Mr. Witch," was personally invited by Young Master Dan Zhu to enter the core principal tribe of the Danque Tribe...

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