Mo Hua instantly recognized it; this was the true Sect Protecting Faction legacy of the Broken Sword Sect, the Sever Gold Sword Control Jue.
However, it was unknown whether he had forgotten in his urgency, or believed his own swordsmanship was skilled enough that there was no need for overkill, but he did not preemptively employ the Gold Body Technique, nor did he stimulate a Golden Body Talisman.
“Too careless…”
Mo Hua shook his head.
Then, taking advantage of the moment when the man exerted all his strength, channeling his Spiritual Power to the limit, and accumulating peak Sword Qi…
Mo Hua’s fingertips lightly flicked, and three Fireballs whooshed out in succession.
One aimed at the head, another at the vital points along the heart meridian, and the third targeted straight for his Qi Sea.
The speed of these three Fireballs was extremely fast and the attack was crafty.
The tall cultivator from Sever Gold Sect, wholly focused on Sword Control, had no defenses in place and was thus struck by the three Fireballs at three painful vital spots.
His Sword Moves were interrupted, and his Spiritual Power became chaotic.
The Sever Gold Sect disciple executing the sword technique spat out blood.
Gu An and Gu Quan, who had been on guard, slightly relaxed upon seeing this and were grateful to Mo Hua.
If the Sever Gold Sword Control Jue of the Sever Gold Sect were really displayed by this man, the situation would’ve become quite grim.
Mr. Jin and his group’s expressions all immediately turned grave.
“There’s someone else!”
The confrontation was briefly paused, Mr. Jin stood firm, his gaze shifting between Gu An and Gu Quan as he coldly said:
“Who is it? Show yourself, stop hiding like vermin!”
After thinking for a while, Mo Hua slowly revealed his presence.
Mr. Jin’s expression faltered.
Such a young cultivator…
He furrowed his brow and asked, “Kid, who are you? I don’t think… I have seen you before, have I?”
Mo Hua did not answer.
Someone beside Mr. Jin spoke out, “The two brothers, their Taoist Skill, is the Gu Family’s Consecutive Blade technique; this kid, must be from the Gu Family…”
“The Gu Family…”
Mr. Jin’s gaze turned venomous.
Mo Hua neither confirmed nor denied, he pondered for a moment and then started to righteously question Mr. Jin, saying:
“I don’t care whether your surname is Jin or Silver, you have already violated the Taoist Law…”
“Human trafficking, murder, violating the prohibition, refining Human Pills… each one is a serious crime!”
“You should turn yourself in early, to avoid suffering.”
Mr. Jin was indignant, then laughed scornfully:
“A milk-smelling brat, what do you know? Taoist Law is used for those beneath us, it doesn’t apply to me.”
“Turn myself in? I’m afraid even the small temple of the Taoist Court couldn’t contain me if I truly did.”
Mo Hua, full of righteous indignation, said: “So you’re admitting it? Admitting that you have trafficked cultivators, taken lives, privately refined Human Pills?”
Mr. Jin kept silent.
Mo Hua’s face showed mockery, “You dare to do it but not to admit it, turns out you’re just a coward.”
“I thought you were some notorious big villain, but it turns out you’re just a coward who lets others die for you, hiding in the shadows.”
“You had such a big mouth just now, why have you become mute? You said the Taoist Court couldn’t contain you, does your face need to be bigger than your butt?”
Mr. Jin was instantly consumed by fury.
He knew in his heart!
He knew this little brat was provoking him.
But precisely because it was a milk-smelling little brat provoking him, he felt a surge of anger stuck in his throat, unable to be swallowed.
Sometimes, when you’re out in the world, face is authority.
If someone mocks you, you cut them down and feed them to the Water Demons in the river; henceforth, no one dares to slight you.
But if on the contrary, someone ridicules you and you respond with silence, showing no reaction, everyone will look down on you.
If even such a milk-smelling little brat dares to publicly mock and insult you, calling you “coward” and “weakling”, then what future is there for you?
Any person would then feel entitled to step on your head!
The young masters would also feel that you have disgraced their status and henceforth be unworthy of working for them.
Mr. Jin’s eyes turned fierce, his lips curled into a sinister smile.
“Very well, you want me to admit it? Today I’ll tell you, you’re right!”
“But what of it?”