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Diao Laosi gauged the number of sin cultivators present, then, turning his gaze, he cupped his hands and said:

“Big brother, now that we have more people, why not turn back and catch them off guard?”

Diao Laosi’s voice contained hatred.

He wished to kill the little cultivator who used the Fireball Technique!

He had suffered greatly at the hands of that kid several times.

Upon leaving, the kid even mocked and ridiculed him; those words still provoked feelings of anger and frustration as he thought about them.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

What was critical was that his Concealment Technique and all his skills were completely restrained by that brat.

If he didn’t get rid of that brat, he would surely fall into his hands sooner or later!

Unless he really did as the brat said, tucking his tail and scurrying away whenever he saw him.

But if he really did that, he would lose all his face, and never again have the dignity to mix in this Black Mountain State Boundary.

This was even more unbearable than killing him!

Diao Laosi continued, “They must not have gone far. If we turn back now, that Ji Qingbai is as good as dead, and the other Monster Hunters can be killed too!”

Especially that damn little cultivator, he couldn’t extinguish the hatred in his heart until he ground that brat’s bones to dust and scattered his ashes.

Upon hearing this, the one-eyed Sin Cultivator’s eyes lit up:

“Brother, this plan is feasible. We have many people and a strong advantage now, we can make it quick and decisive.”

The bald cultivator pondered for a moment, then said slowly:

“Only by killing Ji Qingbai will the Kong Family pay the remainder of the Spirit Stones. Let’s all go, act quickly, and retreat after the kill!”

All the Sin Cultivators agreed with a chorus of “Yes,” before their figures flickered and they all headed towards the small hillside.

Mo Hua was still on the small hillside, and more and more Monster Hunters were arriving, their numbers growing.

This was beyond Mo Hua’s expectations.

The Inner Mountain was so vast, he couldn’t have expected so many Monster Hunters to come just because he set off a few firecrackers.

After learning the full story, Mo Hua was somewhat stunned.

Previously, because of the fog, many Monster Hunters had been separated.

Generally speaking, it’s best to stay put in dense fog, but this was the Inner Mountain, a dangerous situation where accidents always happened.

Whether it was encountering Monster Beasts, poisonous swamps, or attacks from cultivators, Monster Hunters had to keep navigating in the fog, leading to inevitable separations.

After the fog had lifted, the Monster Hunters began to gather in small groups.

Those who saw the fireworks hurried over to provide support, passing the message to each other.

A few Monster Hunters who had seen Mo Hua said, “Someone is injured, and Mo Hua is there too.”

This message spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and as it spread, it turned into “Mo Hua is also injured.”

Upon hearing this, the Monster Hunters were immediately incensed.

Mo Hua injured, that was unacceptable!

Any Monster Hunter who heard the news, no matter how far, rushed over to this location.

Some were still hunting wounded Monster Beasts, some were skinning and deboning them, and some were packing their storage bags ready to descend the mountain. Upon hearing the news, they all stopped what they were doing, drew their swords, and came running.

Therefore, the number of Monster Hunters gathering on the small hillside was increasing, almost reaching a hundred…

After understanding what had happened, Mo Hua felt touched, yet couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

A while later, Yu Chengyi also arrived.

He had been hunting Monster Beasts on another side, and coming from a distance, he arrived panting. Upon seeing Mo Hua, he asked, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.”

Mo Hua had said this several dozen times already.

Yu Chengyi finally sighed in relief, “As long as you’re fine.”

Then he looked puzzled and said, “But I heard someone say you were injured?”

Mo Hua replied helplessly, “Someone was injured, but it wasn’t me.”

“That’s good.” Yu Chengyi nodded, then became slightly angry and instructed, “Tell everyone, Mo Hua is fine, stop spreading rumors.”

If this went on, his father Elder Yu would probably come up the mountain himself.

Yu Chengyi looked around before asking, “What happened?”

Mo Hua briefly explained how Ji Li was being hunted, and how Ji Qingbai and two other Monster Hunters were ambushed.

Yu Chengyi was furious, “These bastards, staying in the mountain they’re bound to be troublesome sooner or later, we’ll eventually slaughter them all!”

Mo Hua also felt it was a pity.

If the Inner Mountain weren’t so vast, the Monster Hunters could have come a bit earlier, or if those Sin Cultivators were provoked by him, could have been delayed a bit longer, they could have kept all of them here.

Mo Hua released his Divine Sense, scanning around again, feeling somewhat disappointed.

“That short guy who knows the Concealment Technique can really endure, after all the insults I hurled at him, he still doesn’t think to come back and bother me?”

Is he, like Qian Hong, one of the turtle kin?” Mo Hua thought to himself.

A little while passed, and when Ji Qingbai was done healing, eager to check Ji Li’s injuries, everyone prepared to descend the mountain.

Suddenly, Mo Hua’s Divine Sense stirred, his eyes gradually brightening as he quickly said, “Wait.”

All the Monster Hunters stopped and looked at him with confusion.

Mo Hua held his breath and focused, extending his Divine Sense to its limit, then after opening his eyes, he smiled and said:

“The big fish has been lured back.”