It seems that the back of the stronghold is a place to be avoided in the future.
Especially those two Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators, it’s better to stay away from them.
Over the next two days, Mo Hua took the time to study the behavioral patterns of the two Foundation Building Cultivators.
The burly man would usually cultivate in the stronghold during the day but would leave alone at night, his whereabouts unknown.
Mo Hua guessed he must be going to drink blood.
The burly man cultivated Evil Skills and needed to drink human blood, but having reached Foundation Establishment, human blood was insufficient, so he had to drink the blood of Monster Beasts.
Some Monster Beasts consume human flesh and drink human blood.
So drinking Monster Blood was almost the same for him as drinking human blood.
As for the Formation Master, he too must be an Evil Formation Master, staying deep within the stronghold every day, tinkering with something unknown.
Mo Hua couldn’t guess and didn’t dare to look.
Occasionally, this Evil Formation Master also left the compound, always under the cover of night.
Mo Hua speculated that he must be going into the deep mountains to lay out some Formation.
But it was just a guess; he certainly didn’t dare to follow, as that would be truly seeking death.
Mo Hua had gradually figured out the daily routines of the two Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators.
As long as he avoided running into them, there was nothing to fear inside the Black Mountain Stronghold.
After all, neither the Foundation Establishment Evil Formation Master nor the burly man had been able to discover him, let alone these Qi Refinement Evil Cultivators.
Plus, the Evil Formation Master himself had said that it was impossible for someone to infiltrate the Black Mountain Stronghold and eavesdrop right under their noses.
The other Evil Cultivators probably believed it even less likely that someone could sneak in.
After thinking it over, Mo Hua decided to stay a few more days in the Black Mountain Stronghold.
One reason was to draw a complete map of the stronghold, and the other was to overhear more information about it.
Knowing the enemy and knowing yourself, you will not be endangered in a hundred battles.
With the Black Mountain Stronghold’s power being so vast, without knowing the ins and outs, one simply couldn’t contend with them.
He just needed to be careful to avoid any risks, especially encountering any Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators.
With the Evil Formation Master’s strong Divine Sense and the burly man’s keen instincts, neither was an easy opponent to deal with.
Right then, Mo Hua grew curious.
Just how many Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators were there in the Black Mountain Stronghold?
Mo Hua began eavesdropping all around, trying to ascertain this.
Finally, one night, two Evil Cultivators were on guard duty, chatting over drinks, and they mentioned the “Householder” of the Black Mountain Stronghold.
One had a muscular build with a ferocious scar on his face.
The other was pale-faced with a lean figure, looking like a piece of string.
Mo Hua didn’t know their names, so he simply referred to one as “Scarface” and the other as “Pale-faced Man.”
Mo Hua also learned what their night guarding duty entailed.
It involved standing watch at the gate of the Black Mountain Stronghold in the dead of night.
If a Sin Cultivator came and presented a severed head to seek entry, they’d open the gate and let that Sin Cultivator in.
If there were any unexpected developments, or if a Cultivator tried to flee, they could sound the alarm.
Guarding at night was rather dull and uninteresting.
The night breeze carried a chill as they huddled around a fire, eating hard dried meat, drinking cheap alcohol, and shooting the breeze.
Mo Hua was seated on the roof behind them, listening attentively.
The Pale-faced Man, warming himself by the fire, grumbled, “The Black Mountain Stronghold has a curfew, but that Fourth Householder still goes out every night.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Hua’s expression changed.
Fourth Householder?
That must refer to the burly man with bloodshot eyes who liked to drink blood.
Mo Hua pondered for a moment and then was abruptly startled.
The “Householder” must represent each of the leaders within the Black Mountain Stronghold.
If that burly man was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, ranked fourth, then that means there are at least four Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators in the Black Mountain Stronghold!
Mo Hua broke out in a cold sweat.
Four Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators, plus hundreds of murderous Evil Cultivators.
Even if the Monster Hunters from Tongxian City and the officers from the Taoist Court were to mobilize, they’d likely stand no chance at all.
The Court Leader of the Taoist Court was old and not adept at fighting, and although Elder Yu was formidable, he was certainly no match for four Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators.
If the Foundation Establishment fell, the remaining fight would be nothing but a one-sided slaughter.