In Mo Hua’s hands, these inheritances were just a few ordinary Cultivation Techniques or spells.
But for these impoverished Fish Cultivators born by the water, they could almost be considered top-level Dao Cultivation inheritances.
Dependent on the water for their livelihood, these water system skills and Monster Hunting spells were especially precious.
“Take these Cultivation Secret Manuals, and have the children study them well…” said Mo Hua.
Crossing River Dragon held the Secret Manuals with trembling hands.
Old Yu didn’t know what to say, visibly moved, his eyes red with emotion, and kept expressing his gratitude:
“Thank you, Young Master, thank you…”
Mo Hua also instructed them, “It’s best to study in secret, don’t reveal your Cultivation Techniques, but you can teach these Monster Hunting spells for water avoidance to others in the village…”
“Yes, yes, we will follow all of Young Master’s instructions!”
Old Yu and his son nodded repeatedly, thanking Mo Hua profusely.
The affair of the little fishing village thus came to a temporary close.
Master She, the man in black, and a few others, including Crossing River Dragon, were to be escorted back to the Taoist Court by Gu An and the others.
Such matters were not for Mo Hua to worry about.
He had finished what he had to do and was now ready to return to the Sect to receive a “delivery.”
But just as he left the fishing village and got to the roadside, about to part ways, Mo Hua suddenly remembered something Master She had mentioned before:
“…In half a day, the Pills will be ready for refining, and you can take them to the young master, considering my duty fulfilled.”
Refined Pills… to be given to the young master?
Mo Hua glanced at Master She and asked, “Who are you supposed to give the Pills you refined to?”
Master She was taken aback, shaking his head, “I don’t know… I only know it’s supposed to be given to ‘the young master’.”
“But I only deal with Alchemy, I never meet with the young master.”
Mo Hua nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the others before finally settling on Crossing River Dragon.
Crossing River Dragon’s demeanor was calm, but his Divine Sense was very restless.
Mo Hua’s eyes narrowed, and he asked, “Do you know… who the young master is?”
Crossing River Dragon dared not answer.
Mo Hua continued to press: “Who usually takes these Pills to the young master?”
Crossing River Dragon’s face twitched, his fingers involuntarily shaking.
Mo Hua understood then.
He looked at Crossing River Dragon, then commanded faintly:
“Now, take the refined Pills… and deliver them to ‘the young master’!”
Mo Hua wanted to know, just who this young master was…