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247 Water Prison Technique_1

Water Prison Technique? Mo Hua had never heard of this spell before.

He once had a “Qi Refining Technique Compilation,” which recorded some common Qi Refinement spells, but it did not contain the Water Prison Technique.

This spell, Diao Laosi had kept it very secret, and it was probably as rare as the Concealment Technique.

Mo Hua asked Diao Laosi, “What is the Water Prison Technique?”

Diao Laosi said, “I don’t know.”

Mo Hua looked at him indifferently, his gaze somewhat unfriendly.

Seeing this, Diao Laosi felt a chill at the bottom of his heart, fearing that Mo Hua would find ways to torment him without a word, so he hastily said, “I really don’t know.”

“How did this spell come into your possession, then?”

Diao Laosi said, “Years ago, I accidentally killed a severely injured cultivator from the Water Movement Sect, took his storage bag, and found these two spells inside, one was the Concealment Technique, and the other was this Water Prison Technique.”

“Water Movement Sect?”

“Yes, a relatively low-profile sect within the Black Mountain State Boundary, not many members, but with a long heritage.”

Mo Hua nodded, “Then what?”

Diao Laosi said, “I have a single-series Water Spirit Root, which suits this Concealment Technique, and I thought it was my opportunity, so I learned the Concealment Technique, changed locations, engaged in some trade, seeking a way to make a living…”

Yu Chengyi kicked him and spat, “What trade? The trade of lives, more like it!”

Diao Laosi was anger but did not dare to speak.

Mo Hua asked again, “So you learned the Concealment Technique, but didn’t you learn the Water Prison Technique?”

“I couldn’t learn it,” Diao Laosi sighed, “The Water Prison Technique is very difficult to learn. Spiritual power is hard to control when casting, it is not easy to hit the target after it is cast, and it can only trap people, with no real power. I felt it was quite useless, so I didn’t bother learning it.”

“And as a Body Cultivator, I don’t rely on spells for a living. Although this spell is rare, it’s useless to me, so I could only hold onto it temporarily, waiting to trade it for other Martial Dao techniques.”

“But this spell is too obscure, to this day I couldn’t trade it…”

Diao Laosi spilled it all out, like counting beans, telling everything.

Mo Hua roughly understood and questioned Diao Laosi further, “The two sin cultivators who ran away, one with a single eye and one bald, who is your boss?”

Diao Laosi didn’t want to say, but he had to, “The bald one…”

“What’s his name?”

Diao Laosi shook his head, “I don’t know his real name, we call him ‘Brother’ to his face, and other cultivators on the street call him ‘Bald Tuo’.”

“Bald Tuo?”

Mo Hua nodded, the name was quite fitting and easy to remember.

“How many bosses do you actually have?” Mo Hua asked again.

“Currently, there’s only him…”

“Currently?”

“Being the boss is done by rotation, when one boss dies or is captured, another takes over. As long as you’ve been around long enough, anyone has the chance to become the boss…” Diao Laosi spoke quietly.

“Truly as they say, ‘shallow waters are noisy with many frogs, and there’s a ‘boss’ at every turn’…” Mo Hua muttered.

After the interrogation was over, Mo Hua collected the two spell books and returned the storage bag to Yu Chengyi.

Yu Chengyi thus tacitly acknowledged the two spell books as Mo Hua’s property, since in the Monster Hunter, there weren’t many Spiritual Cultivators. Even if Mo Hua didn’t ask for them, he would still have given them to him.

Afterward, the Monster Hunters escorted all the sin cultivators down the mountain and sent them to Elder Yu.

These sin cultivators were interrogated one by one, suffered a bit, gave some information, and then were sent to the Taoist Court.

Yu Chengyi personally escorted them, explained the situation, completed some formalities, and imprisoned these sin cultivators in the Taoist Prison.

Two hours later, Yu Chengyi returned, only to find Mo Hua sitting in the living room, drinking tea with Elder Yu.

Elder Yu looked up and saw Yu Chengyi, asking,

“Is everything taken care of?”

Yu Chengyi nodded, “Everything is taken care of, and I’ve told the Court Leader everything; he was very pleased.”

Elder Yu laughed, “That old fellow, gaining merit for nothing, why wouldn’t he be pleased.”

“Will those sin cultivators be sentenced to death?” Mo Hua, holding his teacup, asked curiously.

“Murder and looting, and most of them have a criminal record, by the law, they all deserve capital punishment. Even if they don’t die, being locked up in the dark Taoist Prison until death isn’t much different from a death sentence,” Yu Chengyi said.

“That’s good, prevents them from coming out and harming others again,” Mo Hua felt relieved.

Yu Chengyi took a seat next to Mo Hua, who poured him a cup of tea and recalled another matter, asking,

“That blind cultivator said that they were paid with spirit stones by the Kong Family to kill Uncle Ji and Brother Ji. Can the Taoist Court handle this matter?”

Yu Chengyi shook his head, “Words alone are no proof; the Taoist Court cannot convict without evidence. Moreover, the Kong Family is a clan from Qingxuan City; the Taoist Court in Tongxian City can only hold them accountable, not directly intervene.

The Taoist Court in Qingxuan City has been bought by the clans, and they certainly won’t charge the Kong Family with the crime.

Even if there was evidence, I guess it would end up amounting to nothing in the end.