"The Sun Family is still there, still oppressing you."
"The restored Spirit Field will still be destroyed."
"The newly drawn Formations will still be eradicated."
"Without knowing Formations, you are still at the mercy of others, exploited by the Sun Family."
"With well-drawn Formations in the Spirit Field and fertile land, you might live better for a year or two, even five or six years, you’ll have enough to eat."
"But what about after ten years, decades, or even a century?"
"Will you not end up back where you started?"
The expression in the Elder’s face turned bitterly sorrowful, eventually morphing into an indissoluble gloom.
Helplessly, he said, "But the Sun Family, they have a Foundation Building Cultivator..."
Mo Hua shook his head, "Only at the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment, and he’s half a Formation Master; he seldom engages in combat, his Taoist Skills are rusty."
"Generally speaking, a dozen or so Cultivators at the Ninth Level of Qi Refinement who are truly determined can make him wary."
Mo Hua continued, "The Sun Family’s tyranny relies on the weakness and complacency of the Spirit Farmers."
"If you truly unite and stand together, they would not dare to be so reckless."
The Elder’s face showed hesitation as he sighed:
"But... this way, there might be bloodshed, lives lost..."
Mo Hua’s tone became somewhat solemn:
"If you shed blood, your descendants can eat their fill, but if you starve, your descendants will also starve."
Upon hearing these words, the Elder suddenly became distant.
Mo Hua then reassured him, "Actually, the Sun Family wouldn’t dare go too far."
After all, the Taoist Court of Shangtai City exists.
The local Taoist Court, although not directly intervening with matters outside the Immortal City, must step in if conflicts escalate.
The Taoist Court operates according to Taoist Law.
At least, that’s what it appears to be on the surface.
With the constraints of Taoist Law, and it being the duty of the Taoist Court, the Sun Family also dares not be too presumptuous.
After all, the Sun Family is not the same as the Qian Family or the Patriarch of the Qian Family’s Black Mountain Stronghold.
They are merely leeches that suck blood for pleasure rather than ruthless executioners who kill without batting an eye.
"So I can only help you, not save you..."
Mo Hua looked earnestly, his gaze clear as he spoke honestly, "Only you can save yourselves."
With furrowed brows the Elder pondered for a long while, then slowly relaxed and bowed again to Mo Hua, speaking earnestly:
"Thank you, young Gentleman, I understand now."