Situ Fang saw Mo Hua and was full of surprise.
After explaining a few words to the arguing cultivators, she managed to get away and led Mo Hua and the others to a quiet teahouse by the road. They ordered a few cups of green tea, some dried fruits, and pastries.
Curious, Mo Hua asked:
"Sister Situ, are you the Supervisor for South Yue City?"
Situ Fang being a Supervisor wasn't surprising to Mo Hua.
She wore the official robes of a Supervisor and her cultivation was not weak. Plus, coming from a clan background, it was natural for her to hold the position of Supervisor at the local Taoist Court.
What puzzled Mo Hua was why she would be the Supervisor of South Yue City.
South Yue City was quite far from Tongxian City. If she was the Supervisor of South Yue City, why would she have gone all the way to Tongxian City to capture evil cultivators?
Situ Fang sighed and said, "Clan training, we have to take turns serving everywhere."
"Oh," Mo Hua understood.
The practices of the Situ Family seemed quite good, knowing to send disciples out to various places to serve and hone their skills.
And it looked like this kind of training was rather exhausting.
Even the idle Zhang Lan ended up busy as can be with one incident after another, what with the Black Mountain Stronghold and the Big Demon and all.
"What about you?" Situ Fang also asked, "What brings you here?"
She looked around and then asked, "Did Zhang Lan come with you as well?"
Mo Hua shook his head and laughed,
"Uncle Zhang didn't come. I'm traveling with my master, and we just happened to pass by here. I wanted to visit an elder, and it just so happened that I ran into you."
"Master, traveling?"
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Situ Fang was slightly startled.
She remembered Zhang Lan briefly mentioning that Mo Hua was good at Drawing Formations and had a mysterious and profound master.
She then glanced at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
Both had extraordinary appearances and an otherworldly aura; they clearly looked like disciples of a remarkable person.
Especially Bai Zixi, Situ Fang couldn't help but take a few more glances, somewhat astounded by her beauty:
"This is your junior sister, isn't it? She's truly beautiful..."
"Mhm!" Mo Hua nodded, but inwardly thought to himself:
"You haven't even seen her at her prettiest..."
Bai Zixi also smiled lightly and said, "Sister also looks very beautiful..."
Beautiful in appearance, pleasant to listen to, nice to talk to.
Situ Fang grinned from ear to ear.
A moment later, she asked again:
"What about Zhang Lan, is he still in Tongxian City?"
"He should have returned to his clan."
"He reached the Foundation Establishment."
"Mhm."
Situ Fang nodded and then suddenly asked:
"I heard that you all in Tongxian City killed a Big Demon, is that true?"
Mo Hua quickly nodded, "Yes!"
"The Large Formation was drawn by me, and in the end, I also used the Great Formation Dissolution to send that pig soaring to the heavens!"
Of course, Mo Hua did not say these words out loud; they were just thoughts in his heart.
Situ Fang exclaimed in admiration, "Truly... that is no small feat."
Such an achievement, where a local cultivator constructs a Large Formation to subdue a Big Demon, was extremely rare even in the history of the Taoist Court.
She didn't ask for more details.
This kind of matter, which was related to the life and death of all the cultivators in the city, probably had nothing to do with Mo Hua, a young cultivator of about ten years old.
Even if asked, he might not know.
Mo Hua took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, feeling its bitterness and astringency, followed by a hint of sweetness.
It was somewhat unpleasant yet slightly enjoyable, a strange sensation.
He tasted each of the dried fruits and then the pastries, his eyes lighting up.
They were delicious.
He tasted a few more, silently guessing the methods used to make the dried fruits and pastries, wondering if he could replicate them.