The Big Tiger tilted its big head, clearly doubtful.
Mo Hua had no choice but to remove his Storage Bag and place it in front of the Big Tiger, saying, "I’m leaving my Storage Bag with you, guard it for me, and I’ll surely come back to take it."
The Big Tiger lay on the ground, using its paws to firmly hold onto Mo Hua’s Storage Bag, then nodded.
Mo Hua was really helpless, thinking that this Big Tiger was really becoming sentient.
Then Mo Hua’s figure gently faded and he left invisibly.
The Big Tiger instinctively panicked, nearly rising, but after thinking for a moment, it reluctantly lay back down, placing its head on the Storage Bag, waiting for Mo Hua like "guarding a rabbit."
...
On the other side, Mo Hua, hidden, reached a mountain cliff. Looking down, he saw two cultivators walking side by side on the steep mountain path.
These two cultivators had tangled hair, bare-armed, dressed in animal skins. Their faces, back necks, and arms were all engraved with Beast Patterns.
At first glance, they were not cultivators of the Daoist Court Nine Provinces, but didn’t seem like sinister Monster cultivators either; they were likely Barbarian Tribe cultivators.
Moreover, one was a hunched old man with Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivation, wrinkles all over his face, exuding an unusual aura.
The other was a child around ten years old, at the Qi Refinement fourth or fifth level.
Seemed like grandfather and grandson.
At this moment, the grandfather and grandson were walking into the deep mountains, talking along the way. Mostly, it was the old man instructing the child.
Their language carried a clearly noticeable Barbarian Tribe accent but was largely speaking in the official language of the Taoist Court.
Mo Hua could roughly understand as well.
As for why this Barbarian Tribe grandfather and grandson spoke the official language of the Taoist Court, Mo Hua had an idea.
The Great Wilderness with its three thousand Barbarian Tribes had its own writing and language.
But later, when the Desolate Royal Family rebelled and the Taoist Court subdued them, the Taoist Court issued decrees forcing all clans of the Great Wilderness to learn the writing and language of the Taoist Court.
To destroy a culture of a tribe, one must first abolish its writing and language.
Thus, now most clans in the Great Wilderness grew up knowing the unified language of the Nine State, though it might be mixed with some Barbarian Tribe accents.
As grandfather and grandson walked and chatted along the mountain path.
Their conversation was fragmentary and scattered.
Mo Hua silently listened from the side, and suddenly, his expression changed.
He just heard "sacrifice" mentioned in the grandfather and grandson’s fragmented words.
"Sacrifice... what?"
Mo Hua’s eyes slightly narrowed.