Chapter 111: Giving Gifts (Five Updates)_1
A hundred Iron Armor Formations, and it only took a little over one and a half months for Mo Hua to have completed the paintings?
Elder Yu furrowed his brows and fell silent.
Seeing this, Yu Chengyi asked, “Dad, what’s wrong?”
Elder Yu handed the storage bag to his son, “You count.”
Yu Chengyi took it, swept it with his Divine Sense, counted once, and then again, and couldn’t help but count yet another time…
A moment later, he, too, was gaping, “This… it’s all done?”
Elder Yu glared at him, “Can’t you count?”
Yu Chengyi gave a sheepish smile, then couldn’t help but ask again:
“Did… did he do this all by himself?”
Elder Yu opened the rattan armor inside, compared it to the Iron Armor Formation, and even though some strokes were a bit sloppy, they were spirited and integrated, completed in one go, indeed from the hand of one person.
Father and son looked at each other, lost for words.
“This Mo Shan… he couldn’t be some kind of little demon, could he…” Yu Chengyi couldn’t help but murmur.
Elder Yu smacked him on the head, “What are you talking about?!”
Yu Chengyi, holding his head, couldn’t help but mutter:
“I was just saying.”
Elder Yu looked at him with an unexpected expression on his face.
After a moment of thought, Yu Chengyi added, “It couldn’t have been someone else who helped him paint, could it?”
“Who would help him paint?”
Elder Yu snorted coldly, “As a Foundation Building Cultivator, I’ve asked around everywhere, and not a single person would help me with the Formation Painting.”
As soon as this was mentioned, Elder Yu got a bit angry. Of course, it wasn’t that others weren’t willing to help him paint; it was just that the price he was offering was too low.
“If it really was his own work, not to mention anything else, the depletion of his Divine Sense must not be trivial. Mo Hua, that kid, is only at the Qi Refinement fifth level, isn’t he? And he’s not that old either…”
“That’s right,” Elder Yu sighed, suddenly feeling a bit compassionate, and commanded:
“You take some of the nourishing pills and spiritual objects from the house, I’m going to visit Mo Shan’s place.”
Yu Chengyi started to speak but held back.
“Spit it out!” Elder Yu scolded.
Yu Chengyi said softly, “There… aren’t that many nourishing pills at home…”
“Take whatever we have!”
“But…”
Elder Yu’s face darkened.
Yu Chengyi dared not say anything further, and could only gather some nourishing pills, Spirit Grass, Lingzhi, and the like that could supplement Spiritual Power or Blood Qi, wrapped them in parchment, packed them in the storage bag, and handed it to Elder Yu.
Elder Yu took it, turned to leave, then suddenly turned back and instructed, “You come with me, too.”
Yu Chengyi asked in confusion, “What do I need to go for?”
“If Mo Hua can really become a Formation Master in the future, it will be a fortune for us Monster Hunters. I’m taking you so you can get acquainted; should there be anything in the future, it will be easier to talk,” replied Elder Yu.
Yu Chengyi, despite being a Qi Refining Ninth Level Monster Hunter, felt slightly reluctant to curry favor with a child, but seeing his father’s stern look, he could only obediently say “Yes.”
Elder Yu took Yu Chengyi to the Mo Family.
Mo Shan was extremely surprised; he hadn’t expected Elder Yu to come in person, and that Yu Chengyi would be with him too. He thought it must be something serious and his expression turned grave.
Elder Yu waved his hand, “It’s nothing, I’ve just come to check on Mo Hua. You go about your business.”
Taken aback, Mo Shan, but thinking it must have to do with the Formation, put his mind at ease.
Mo Hua was also startled to see Elder Yu.
He had thought Elder Yu was dissatisfied with the speed of his Formation Painting and had come to question him about it.
But surely, an Elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage wouldn’t be so small-minded…
Mo Hua whispered, “Elder Yu, you wanted to see me?”
Elder Yu didn’t know quite how to begin, coughed, and then asked, “That Formation… it took quite some time to paint, didn’t it…”
Mo Hua’s heart tightened.
“Elder Yu couldn’t really be blaming me for drawing too slowly, could he…”
Yet, it was indeed his fault, as he had been so focused on practicing his movement technique that he had forgotten about this matter.
By the time he remembered, a month had already passed.
Mo Hua felt somewhat embarrassed and could only say:
“Elder, I draw rather slowly, managing only two or three pieces a day, and I was able to finish only yesterday.”