An hour later, the Monster Hunters gathered in Elder Yu’s courtyard.
The attendees were generally the leaders of the Monster Hunting Teams, all of whom were at the Qi Refining Ninth Level, including Mo Shan.
Elder Yu sat in the center, with others seated on both sides.
Mo Hua also wanted to know what would happen next, so he pulled up a chair and listened in from the side.
The Monster Hunters on either side couldn’t help but glance at Mo Hua, who was about ten years old.
This was a Monster Hunters’ council meeting, and there was Mo Hua, a child, sitting here… was this really okay?
But they didn’t dare to ask.
Because Elder Yu was known for his bad temper, and seeing his current solemn look, as if a storm was brewing, nobody dared to speak out.
If they crossed Elder Yu and made him frown, even if they were at the Qi Refining Ninth Level, they would still be thoroughly reprimanded.
Let it be, if the child Mo Hua was here, it must mean he had Elder Yu’s approval. They decided to act as if they hadn’t seen him.
At that moment, Mo Hua was sitting not far from Elder Yu, on a tall chair, swinging his legs back and forth.
The crowd watched, and a complex feeling arose in their hearts.
Elder Yu really spoils this child too much…
But even if he spoils him, they dared not say a word.
Elder Yu, seeing Mo Hua was there, felt a bit of comfort in his heart.
He believed that, given Mo Hua’s talent, the boy was sure to become a Formation Master in the future, and perhaps even pass the assessment to become a first-rank Formation Master.
A Formation Master was something that was only a distant dream for these Loose Cultivators.
It was naturally excellent that Mo Hua took an interest in the matters of the Monster Hunters.
Elder Yu thought to himself quietly.
Once everyone had arrived, Elder Yu started to discuss the spiritual mines.
All were shocked.
This was a spiritual mine, an unclaimed spiritual mine!
Remembering that Old Zhao almost lost his life at the hands of the Qian Family, a Monster Hunter cursed:
“The Qian Family, those bastards, not only secretly mined the spiritual mines but also tried to kill people to silence them!”
“Old Zhao nearly lost his life!”
“Damn it, the Qian Family is a bunch of sons of bitches!”
Another cultivator suddenly remembered, “Old Sun went missing before, could the Qian Family also be behind that?”
Everyone paused for a moment, then their faces darkened.
It wasn’t just Old Sun – several other Monster Hunters had also disappeared.
They had thought it was due to accidental falls from cliffs or being eaten by Monster Beasts, but it now appeared that they might have been killed by the Qian Family to cover up their deeds.
“Damn them to hell!”
“This is intolerable!”
The Monster Hunters broke into curses, anger rippling through the crowd.
Elder Yu furrowed his brows and signaled for silence, before beginning to give orders:
“Gather all the late-stage Qi Refinement Monster Hunters. We will also head up the mountain under cover of darkness, searching inch by inch for the spiritual mine’s location.”
A Monster Hunter asked, “What if we encounter the Qian Family’s cultivators?”
“Capture them for a thorough interrogation.”
“And what if we run into a large group of the Qian Family’s cultivators?”
Elder Yu’s expression turned stern, and, angered, he slammed the table and said:
“Then we kill them all!”