“But isn’t it said that eating Monster Beast meat can spoil your Blood Qi and make you lose your senses?”
“This is from a Wild Cattle Monster; it feeds on plants and will not spoil a cultivator’s Blood Qi. Those Monster Beasts that eat meat and people, their meat should not be eaten.”
Mo Hua had an expression that suggested he was used to such surprises.
The boy looked at the meat in his hand with a hint of fear but not wishing to be looked down upon by Mo Hua, he ate a few more bites. Then he realized that the more he ate, the tastier it became, and before he knew it, he couldn’t stop…
Meanwhile, the girl eyed the pastries in Mo Hua’s food box, “These pastries…”
“My mother made them herself. They’re delicious!” Mo Hua said proudly.
“Your mother… does she make pastries for you to eat?”
“Not only pastries, but a lot of delicious foods.” Mo Hua nodded.
A hint of envy appeared in the young girl’s cool eyes before she picked up a pastry from the plate and took a light bite.
Crispy and pleasantly sweet.
The little girl lowered her eyelashes, covering her eyes and concealing her thoughts. After a while, she raised her head and looking at Mo Hua, she praised, “It’s very delicious.”
Her voice was clear and melodious, as if the sounds produced by celestial beings playing their heavenly instruments couldn’t be any more exquisite.
Mo Hua was also very pleased and smiled with his eyes narrowed,
“Mhm, the food my mother makes is the best!”
After finishing their meal, just before departing, Aunt Xue took out a radiant Jade Pendant and handed it to Mo Hua:
“This is a Clear Heart Pendant of the finest quality. Wearing it can help one stay focused during cultivation. It’s not very precious, but please accept it as a token of our gratitude.”
Although Aunt Xue said it wasn’t very valuable, the flickering light on it clearly showed it wasn’t ordinary, and for a Loose Cultivator like Mo Hua, it seemed all the more precious.
Mo Hua was somewhat tempted, but he also knew he shouldn’t accept it.
They were treating him so courteously solely because of Mr. Zhuang; without that connection, considering the disparity in their status, they probably wouldn’t even speak a word to him.
Since he was studying formations with Mr. Zhuang, he already owed a debt of gratitude to Mr. Zhuang, and couldn’t exchange Mr. Zhuang’s face for personal benefits.
Mo Hua politely declined, but Aunt Xue insisted on giving, so Mo Hua said,
“If you really wish to give something, just provide some money for the meal, five Spirit Stones would suffice.”
Aunt Xue was stunned for a moment, as if she had never heard such a request before. Yet, she still took out a storage bag with forty or fifty Spirit Stones inside.
Mo Hua only took five and returned the bag to Aunt Xue. Without waiting for Aunt Xue to say anything, he waved his small hand and, slinging his own storage bag, headed down the mountain on his own.
Aunt Xue watched Mo Hua in a daze, and as he was about to disappear into the distance, the young girl suddenly spoke, her voice clear and melodious,
“What is your name?”
Though the voice was soft, Mo Hua still heard it.
Mo Hua turned around and smilingly said, “I am called Mo Hua.”
At that moment, the sunset was like a splash of ink, turning the mountain scenery into a painting.
With the brilliant colors of the sunset, Mo Hua standing amidst the mountains seemed as if he was positioned within a splendid tapestry.
The name Mo Hua, along with the evening’s colorful clouds, stayed in her Sea of Consciousness.