Indeed, Mo Hua couldn’t draw too many, only seven or eight pairs of Earthfire Compound Formations in one day.
But for simple Earth Fire Formations, Mo Hua still had quite a stockpile, all from previous savings.
These Earth Fire Formations were originally set aside to lay traps for the Qi Refinement Middle Phase Monster Hunters, to hunt Monster Beasts.
Since the Monster Hunters fell out with the Qian Family, Elder Yu no longer allowed the Monster Hunters to enter Big Black Mountain to hunt monsters, so Mo Hua had accumulated quite a lot of Earth Fire Formations, which now could be used to clear out the inventory.
As a result, the disciples of the Qian Family really suffered.
The Qian Family was blasted on the first night.
The next evening when they went up, they were blasted again.
The third day and the fourth day, still blasted.
Qian Zhuang was furious, followed by arrogance; he was curious to know exactly how many pairs of Earth Fire Formations these group of Monster Hunters had.
But the disciples of the Qian Family had had enough.
Stepping into an Earth Fire Formation didn’t necessarily mean death, but injury was guaranteed. Moreover, descending the mountain made them easy targets for Monster Beasts, risking their lives in beast bellies.
Therefore, many Qian Family Cultivators started to consider retreating, hovering at the perimeter, not daring to venture into the Earth Fire Formation area.
Qian Zhuang sensed the ominous signs and thus spoke inspiringly:
“Brothers, we have been attacking for four days; they can’t possibly have so many formations left. They must be depleted by now…”
“We are only one step away; we must not fail at the last hurdle! Otherwise, all our sacrifices will be wasted!”
“Once we take over the spiritual mines, the Family Head will surely reward us generously!”
Inspired by Qian Zhuang’s words, the Qian Family Cultivators’ blood boiled anew, and they set foot on the mountain path once again.
Then, once more, they fled in a sorry state amidst the firelight of the Earth Fire Formations, returning in complete disarray.
Mo Hua stood on the mountainside, watching the scene unfold before him, and couldn’t help but respect the commanding Qian Family Cultivators.
It took a ruthless person to use human lives to wear down his stockpile of formations!
Watching this scene, Qian Zhuang almost coughed up blood.
How the hell are there still formations left?
Do you have ten hands to draw so many formations?
Looking at the rugged mountain stretch before him, filled with lush vegetation.
Qian Zhuang was quite traumatized.
But in a short time, morale had dissipated and another attack was unfeasible; the Qian Family had to call a temporary halt once again.
Without losing a single fighter, the Monster Hunters repelled the Qian Family’s offensive.
Elder Yu’s expression softened when he looked at Mo Hua, which made his son, Yu Chengyi, feel bitter inside.
His father had never shown him any warmth, always sullen and unyielding, like a rock for salting pickles.
After resting for several days, the Monster Hunters’ conditions improved significantly, and their expressions lightened up a bit.
But then Mo Hua suddenly remembered a problem and, with concern, asked Elder Yu:
“What will we do if the Qian Family sends Foundation Building Cultivators?”
“We will do what must be done,” was the reply.
Mo Hua was slightly taken aback, “Aren’t Foundation Building Cultivators supposed to be very powerful?”
Elder Yu nodded, “Foundation Building is indeed formidable, but it’s not absolutely invincible.”
Mo Hua furrowed his brows, not quite understanding.
Elder Yu looked at Mo Hua and explained further:
“A Foundation Building Cultivator’s power is roughly equivalent to that of ten Cultivators at the later stages of Qi Refinement. If it’s only one, even five or six Qi Refinement late-stage Cultivators would have no chance against a Foundation Building Cultivator, as they wouldn’t last many moves…”
“But if there are more than ten, especially seasoned late-stage Qi Refinement Cultivators with rich fighting experience, facing off against a Foundation Building Cultivator, the outcome becomes uncertain. Likely, it would end with trading injury for injury, life for life, ten lives for one. By the time all the Qi Refinement Cultivators have perished, the Foundation Building Cultivator, if not dead, would be left gravely wounded and on the brink of death.”
“If there are several dozen or even a hundred Qi Refinement late-stage Cultivators, the Foundation Building Cultivator is bound to die if they can’t escape.”
“As the saying goes, even a fierce tiger fears a pack of wolves; that’s the idea.”
Understanding dawned on Mo Hua.