251 Lu Hui_1
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I just don’t know what kind of wool I’ve shorn this time.
Mo Hua was still very curious, but since Zhang Lan was determined not to tell, Mo Hua guessed he wouldn’t be able to find out either.
Mo Hua then asked, “Is that bald guy really that powerful?”
Zhang Lan shook his head, “Bald Tuo has done many evils, but his cultivation isn’t too strong, at most a bit stronger than the average Sin Cultivator.”
“And he can be the boss?”
“He has good movement techniques, escapes fast, and lives long.”
Mo Hua understood, it was seniority that had gotten him to the top.
He then asked, “What movement technique does that bald guy use?”
Given that Bald Tuo escaped from being surrounded by one or two hundred Monster Hunters, it showed that his movement technique was indeed extraordinary.
Zhang Lan said, “He has a Wind-based spiritual root and practices a movement technique named Gale Technique, which is not good for actual combat, but its speed is incredibly fast and is best for escaping.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Hua wanted it too, but he wasn’t a Wind Spiritual Root, so he couldn’t learn it. It was quite a pity.
Among the Five Elements, there’s water, but no wind, so he could learn some Concealment Technique, although not very effectively. As for Wind-based movement techniques, he couldn’t learn them at all.
Gale Technique, just by the sound of it, you would know it’s very fast.
Mo Hua wondered if his Water Prison Technique could trap that bald guy.
Mulling over this in his heart, Mo Hua then said, “Tell me, how do you want me to help.”
“Didn’t you set up that…Compass Parent-Child Compound Formation in the Inner Mountain…”
As Zhang Lan spoke, he internally complained about how tongue-twisting the formation’s name was, sounds very complicated, and he really gave Mo Hua credit for being able to craft it…
He continued, “We will use the formation to assist the Taoist Court in capturing Bald Tuo.”
“No problem,” Mo Hua nodded, then asked, “And then?”
“That’s it.”
“It’s that simple?”
“It’s that simple,” Zhang Lan said leisurely as he took a sip of wine, “If it were complicated, or if there were real dangers, we wouldn’t have let you do it.”
No Foundation Building Cultivators among the Sin Cultivators, with the boss being that bald guy plus some Sin Cultivators. Mo Hua might not be able to defeat them, but he could definitely escape.
Moreover, it was just about using the formation to find them; it was basically a trivial effort, just time-consuming.
Mo Hua was still somewhat puzzled, “Couldn’t you just ask Elder Yu to take care of this? Logically, Monster Hunting matters should be managed by Elder Yu. Plus, I’ve given a set of that formation to both my dad and Uncle Yu.”
“The Court Leader went to Elder Yu, and Elder said we should find you,” Zhang Lan said.
“Elder said that?” Mo Hua was somewhat surprised.
Zhang Lan raised an eyebrow, “Elder Yu wants you to owe a favor to the Taoist Court, so if something happens in the future, as long as it isn’t too big of a fuss, the Taoist Court will cover for you.”
“Besides, this is not considered dangerous, otherwise Elder Yu wouldn’t have agreed to let you take the risk.”
Zhang Lan thought for a moment, then couldn’t help but say, “Elder Yu really treats you well.”
“Of course!” Mo Hua laughed.
Zhang Lan shook his head, then reminded him, “In a few days, when the people from the Taoist Court in Qingxuan City arrive, we will head into the mountain together.”
“Do we have to wait a few more days? If we wait a few more days, by that time, Kong Sheng, even if he wasn’t already dead, would be finished anyway,” Mo Hua said.
“Isn’t that just perfect?” Zhang Lan smiled.
Mo Hua was taken aback, then also smiled, “Indeed.”
In a few days then. Wait until Kong Sheng is gone, then go to save him, and then capture Bald Tuo. With two less nuisances, Big Black Mountain would be peaceful too.
Zhang Lan chatted with Mo Hua about some other matters, finished the meat, drank the wine, and then stood up to leave.
He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly turned back and whispered a word of caution to Mo Hua:
“Don’t let that matter slip out.”
Mo Hua was startled, “Which matter? What matter?”
“The matter about the Water Passing Step.”
“Oh.” Mo Hua remembered, “Don’t worry, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. No matter who asks, I will say the Water Passing Step wasn’t taught by you.”
“That’s good.”
Zhang Lan nodded, then felt a little uneasy in his heart, “You just need to keep it to yourself, don’t let it slip, but don’t actually forget it.”
After all, the Water Passing Step was an ultimate technique of the Zhang Family; such a thing must not be forgotten…
A few days later, just as Zhang Lan had said, the people from the Taoist Court in Qingxuan City arrived.
Mo Hua followed Zhang Lan and met the cultivators from Qingxuan City.
Leading this group of cultivators was a thin, sullen-faced middle-aged Cultivator with greedy eyes, Qi Refining Ninth Level, named Lu Hui, a Supervisor of the Taoist Court in Qingxuan City, holding the same position as Zhang Lan.