236 Yu Chengwu (Fifth Update)_1
Yu Chengwu paused, slightly annoyed.
But upon further thought, he realized that Mo Hua’s words made sense. No matter how much he disagreed with Mo Shan, he wouldn’t be so petty as to argue with Mo Hua over small matters.
Moreover, bickering with Mo Shan’s son would, at the very least, make him seem less magnanimous than Mo Shan by a generation.
“Alright, you’re right. I won’t argue with you,” he conceded.
Mo Hua then asked curiously, “Do you have a Wolf Fang Club?”
Yu Chengwu nodded, “Indeed.”
Mo Hua’s eyes sparkled, “May I take a look at it?”
Yu Chengwu was reluctant, but seeing Mo Hua’s curious and bright eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse. After a moment’s thought, he took the Wolf Fang Club out of his storage bag and placed it on the ground for Mo Hua to see.
The Wolf Fang Club was five to six feet long, with spikes resembling wolf fangs, made of fine iron and stained with dull bloodstains.
These stains likely came from monster beasts and cultivators alike.
Mo Hua tried to lift it but couldn’t budge it at all.
He pushed with both hands, yet the Wolf Fang Club remained immovable.
“It’s so heavy,” Mo Hua couldn’t help exclaiming.
A hint of pride flashed across Yu Chengwu’s eyes, “Naturally.”
“Is it intentionally made this heavy?” Mo Hua humbly inquired.
“That’s right,” Yu Chengwu nodded, “The heavier the Spiritual Artifact, the greater the force when swung, and thus the greater the destructive power.”
“Oh,” Mo Hua nodded.
Yu Chengwu suddenly became curious, “Why do you ask?”
“I want to make one too.”
Yu Chengwu was taken aback, “Make what?”
Mo Hua pointed to the Wolf Fang Club on the ground, “This club.”
Yu Chengwu looked at Mo Hua, delicate and tender with thin arms and legs, lacking robust Blood Qi, clearly not a practitioner of Body Cultivation, and couldn’t help but ask:
“You’re not a body cultivator, so why do you want this?”
Mo Hua blinked, “I have my ways.”
Yu Chengwu couldn’t help frowning.
Mo Shan was shrewd; his son was even more so, full of schemes. It was just not clear what he was planning.
“I’ll treat you to a drink!”
Having seen the Wolf Fang Club, Mo Hua had made his plans and decided to extend his hospitality by inviting Yu Chengwu for a drink.
“Your injuries aren’t serious; you can have a little,” Mo Hua suggested.
Yu Chengwu hesitated, but still took the wine Mo Hua offered, took a sip, and frowned.
Sour and sweet, the flavor of the wine was light, something children would drink.
But given the situation, having wine at all was good enough, and there wasn’t room to be picky.
Yu Chengwu sighed, took a few sips to relieve fatigue, but suddenly remembered that despite his disagreements with Mo Shan, he had never shared a drink with him.
Now, he was being invited by Mo Shan’s son and had drunk a pot of fruit wine meant for children.
Yu Chengwu’s mood became somewhat complicated in an instant.
After everyone had rested and their injuries had stabilized, they continued on their way.
After traveling for a while, Mo Hua swept the surroundings with his Divine Sense, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said:
“We can walk more slowly now, no need to hurry.”
Through his Divine Sense, there were already many Monster Hunters around.
For Mo Hua, the presence of Monster Hunters was as good as being on his own territory. Any outside cultivators who dared to pursue them now would be courting death.
Ji Qingbai didn’t understand why Mo Hua said this, but for some reason, he trusted Mo Hua’s words immensely and also felt a wave of relief wash over him.
On the following journey, indeed, they encountered more and more Monster Hunters.
Whether or not they were acquainted with Yu Chengwu and the others, the Monster Hunters would come over to greet them.
At first, Yu Chengwu didn’t notice anything amiss, but gradually, he began to feel that something was off.
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As these Monster Hunters came by, they all first greeted Mo Hua before they exchanged a few pleasantries with him.
One or two would be fine, but he had now encountered four or five groups of Monster Hunters, all doing the same.
He even felt that these Monster Hunters were here specifically for Mo Hua, and greeting him was just an afterthought.
Yu Chengwu furrowed his brow, “Something’s not right.”