So Lu Hui continued to meditate and heal his wounds.
Mo Shan, on the other hand, joined with Zhang Lan to chain up Bald Tuo, who still had a breath left in him.
Mo Hua glanced at Bald Tuo with a hint of disdain.
What a waste this Bald Tuo is, he mused, not even capable of killing Lu Hui—it’s a squandered opportunity.
Perhaps it was just Lu Hui’s luck that the blade didn’t strike a vital spot, which is why he didn’t die.
However, Mo Hua wasn’t in a rush; this was Big Black Mountain, the domain of Monster Hunters, and in a way, his territory too.
Lu Hui stood no chance of leaving alive.
Once Lu Hui’s wounds had healed enough for temporary movement, everyone stood up and set off, keeping a watchful eye on Bald Tuo as they walked back along the mountain trail.
When they arrived at a fork in the road, Mo Hua suddenly quickened his pace and turned into a small path to the left.
Mo Shan caught on immediately, understanding what was happening and promptly following Mo Hua.
Zhang Lan, unfamiliar with the mountain trails, naturally followed Mo Hua as a matter of course.
Lu Hui, of Qingxuan City, clueless about Big Black Mountain, proceeded with caution, unaware of anything wrong with this path, so he unwittingly followed along.
Aside from being narrower and more desolate, there wasn’t much difference in this mountain path.
The fog wasn’t thick, and the miasma wasn’t particularly strong.
Lu Hui had no suspicions, but as he walked, he suddenly smelled a pungent, fishy odor.
He looked around and noticed the source of the smell came from a clump of grass in Mo Hua’s hand.
Lu Hui frowned and asked, “Young brother, what kind of grass do you have there?”
Mo Hua didn’t hide it from him, “It’s Demon Smelly Grass.”
“What’s it for?”
Seeing that he didn’t recognize it, Mo Hua explained, “There are many Monster Beasts in the mountains. This grass is fishy and pungent; it can repel Monster Beasts.”
Lu Hui, not being a Monster Hunter, didn’t see a problem at first.
“Can I see it?”
“Sure.”
Mo Hua readily handed the Demon Smelly Grass to Lu Hui.
Upon receiving it, Lu Hui meticulously inspected the grass, finding nothing unusual about it, nor any sign of tampering—aside from an abnormal stench, there was nothing special.
Was this kid really just using the grass to drive away Monster Beasts?
As Lu Hui pondered while walking, he suddenly noticed that Mo Hua and the others had silently moved ahead of him, now a good ten steps away.
Startled, before he could think more deeply, he felt an icy chill on his back.
Slowly turning around, he discovered two Monster Beasts that had appeared out of nowhere in the bushes at either side of him.
One beast had red skin and sharp teeth dripping saliva; the other had white fur with long horns and blood-red eyes.
Both Monster Beasts were staring intently at him.
Lu Hui, aghast, immediately realized the truth.
Demon Smelly Grass, Demon Smelly Grass, with its rotting stench.
Cultivators dislike it, but beasts are fond of it—how could it possibly be used to drive away Monster Beasts?
This Demon Smelly Grass, intended to attract Monster Beasts, was now in his hands.
“Damn it, this brat tricked me!”
Enraged, Lu Hui hastily threw the Demon Smelly Grass away, but it was too late—both Monster Beasts had set their sights on him and began to pounce.
With his injuries still fresh, Lu Hui couldn’t dwell on them at this moment.
He exerted his spiritual power and blood qi surged as he sprinted with all his strength.
If caught by the Monster Beasts, he would undoubtedly be devoured today. In this life-or-death situation, even if his wounds reopened and blood seeped out, he couldn’t afford to care.
Lu Hui pushed his movement technique to the extreme and was indeed marginally faster than the Monster Beasts, putting some distance between them and lessening the pressure on his back.
Just then, he saw Mo Hua ahead, turning to flash him a smile.
“What’s this brat smiling about?”
Taken aback, Lu Hui watched as Mo Hua raised his hand slightly, made a hollow grip, and then gently clenched.
Mysterious and eerie spiritual power suddenly appeared, forming into water chains, instantly securing him.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Hui understood it all.
Why Bald Tuo, despite his swift movement technique, couldn’t get away; why he, although capable of dodging that blade, couldn’t evade it either.
“Was it this deceitful little brat?!”
Lu Hui understood, but it was all too late.
The Water Prison Technique had locked him tight.
In less than two breaths of time, the Monster Beasts caught up with him, their gaping jaws and sharp teeth piercing through his shoulder.