The father and son, monster hunters themselves, were not cultivators from Tongxian City but came from the neighboring Qingxuan City.
Since Qingxuan City was quite far from Tongxian City and the route passed through the Inner Mountain of Big Black Mountain, under normal circumstances, cultivators from the two cities rarely interacted with each other.
There was also a burly cultivator with a sturdy build, wearing a wolf-skin belt and wielding a murderous-looking Wolf Fang Club with sharp barbs all over it.
Mo Hua remembered that when she had a conflict with Qian Xing, it was this burly man who stepped forward to stop the Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator from the Qian Family.
In her impression, this burly man was deeply cultivated and was also quite formidable at cursing others.
Now, he was single-handedly holding his own against three opponents, the earthen gray spiritual power wrapped around his Wolf Fang Club creating gusts of wind when swung, clearly showing his immense strength.
At the same time, he was also cursing incessantly, with phrases like “a bunch of bastards,” “cowards who ambush,” and “fight me one-on-one if you dare, instead of bullying by numbers.”
Among the four of them, the only one Mo Hua didn’t recognize was the female cultivator.
She appeared to be about the same age as Ji Li, injured, and was the weakest in terms of cultivation; she was struggling the most but thankfully, Ji Li was taking care of her by her side.
However, her entire sleeve had been soaked through with blood, and it seemed she wouldn’t hold on much longer.
Based on Mo Hua’s experience observing battles in the Inner Mountain for so long.
The cultivator with the Wolf Fang Club would surely be able to escape, Uncle Ji had a high chance as well, but it depended on whether these cultivators pursued them or not. If they were chased, chances were probably slim.
Ji Li wouldn’t be able to escape; although he had the cultivation of Qi Refinement Eighth Level, he lacked experience in fighting enemies. At this moment, being entangled by so many cultivators, he found himself trapped and unable to escape.
As for the female cultivator, it looked certain she would die.
Perhaps dying might be the best outcome…
Mo Hua sighed in her heart.
What should she do?
There were seven people on the other side; the numbers were a bit overwhelming, and even if Mo Hua joined the fight, she might not be able to save all of them.
Mo Hua could escape if she could not overpower them.
But Ji Li and that female cultivator probably wouldn’t be able to.
If Ji Li couldn’t escape, Ji Qingbai would surely not want to leave because of his son.
The burly man seemed to have a fiery spirit and a sense of loyalty; he would likely fight to the death.
“It would be best to save them all; being alive is better than anything else.”
Determined, Mo Hua took out a section of a bamboo tube; the tube was red, with a Fireworks Formation painted inside.
Such bamboo tubes were simple to make, and the Fireworks Formation painted by Mo Hua was something almost every monster hunter who entered the mountains carried.
In case of an emergency, once the formation was triggered and fireworks were released, nearby monster hunters would come to the rescue.
Mo Hua activated the Fireworks Formation with her spiritual power, and a burst of firelight shot up into the sky.
The cultivators fighting on the mountain path were all startled by the sight of the fireworks.
Mo Hua then used the Water Passing Step to quickly run to a distant spot, activated another firework, then ran to the left crest of the hill, and set off another smoke signal.
At three different locations, from near to far, she released the fireworks, creating the illusion that waves of monster hunters from Tongxian City were hurrying to their aid after hearing the news.
“It’s the monster hunters from Tongxian City!” exclaimed a foreign cultivator in surprise.
“Big brother, what do we do?”
“They are many, and they have iron armor; we are no match for them.”
The leading cultivator frowned, hesitating and uncertain.
It was just a bit more…
They had been fighting for half a day, and it looked like they were about to kill these few cultivators, seize the goods, and capture the female cultivator.
If they withdrew now, all their efforts would be wasted!
Seeing they were not leaving, Mo Hua raised her right hand and sent another Fireball flying.
This Fireball Technique was fast and accurate, hitting a foreign cultivator in an instant, who stumbled and fell to the ground, screaming in pain from the burn of the spell.
The Qi Refinement Seventh Level spell might not be much against monster beasts, but when it hit a cultivator, its power was not to be underestimated.
“A spell?!” exclaimed the leading cultivator.