Executing the Water Prison Technique requires complex manipulation of spiritual power and numerous acupoint connections, making it hard to learn.
And because the flow of spiritual power is complicated, the spells are cast slowly, and due to the slow casting, they are hard to land accurately.
Especially for cultivators with good movement techniques, by the time your spell is fully conjured, they have long since made their escape.
Therefore, few spiritual cultivators are willing to spend the effort to learn such a difficult, weak, and unpopular spell.
But none of these were problems for Mo Hua.
Mo Hua’s Divine Sense was strong to begin with, his cultivation technique was the Heaven Yan Jue, which specializes in Divine Sense manipulation, and Old Kui had taught him Divine Sense locking; hence, his spells were both fast and accurate.
This Water Prison Technique was particularly suitable for him to learn.
Moreover, because his Divine Sense was so powerful, Mo Hua learned it almost effortlessly.
Mo Hua wanted to test the effectiveness of the Water Prison Technique, so he casually tossed a wild fruit into the air, locked it with his Divine Sense, and with a gesture of his right hand, spiritual power condensed into pale blue chains that locked the fruit in midair.
A few moments later, the fruit finally fell to the ground.
The effect was not bad, but he still wanted to test it on some living creatures.
That led Mo Hua to think of the fish in Mr. Zhuang’s pond.
The next day, Mo Hua rose early and went to Forgetful Residence, greeted Mr. Zhuang, then went to the pond to cast the Water Prison Technique on the fish swimming inside.
The aquatic plants were a lush green, and the pond water was crystal clear.
The fish leisurely swam at the bottom of the pond when suddenly a pale blue gleam of water appeared, trapping a fish so that no matter how it darted, it could not escape.
Suddenly the pond bottom was in disarray.
The other fish, startled, swam even faster and more frantically.
Mo Hua’s fingers moved rapidly, and one after another, the fish were locked by the shimmering water.
After playing for a while, Mo Hua grew somewhat bored, finding it too easy.
Mo Hua released the fish one by one, and after being freed from their bindings, the fish swam frantically for a while until they sensed no more danger and slowly resumed their leisurely swimming, restoring calm to the pond bottom.
After troubling the fish in the pond, Mo Hua felt that his mastery of the Water Prison Technique was still not quite refined, so he went under the big locust tree to find Bai Zisheng.
Under the towering locust tree, Bai Zixi was quietly reading a book, while Bai Zisheng was still listlessly lazing about.
“I’ve learned a new spell,” Mo Hua quietly told Bai Zisheng.
Bai Zisheng’s eyes lit up, and he immediately stole a glance at Bai Zixi.
Bai Zixi didn’t lift his eyes from the book, but in a clear voice, he simply said, “Just make sure you finish your homework.”
“I’m almost done; in less than an hour, I’ll be finished,” Bai Zisheng said.
Bai Zixi uttered a soft “mm.”
Bai Zisheng looked glad and said to Mo Hua, “Come on, let’s have a little competition to see.”
Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng went to the side, careful not to disturb Bai Zixi’s reading.
“What spell did you learn?” Bai Zisheng asked.
“Water Prison Technique.”
Bai Zisheng frowned slightly, “Sounds a bit odd, but not particularly powerful.”
“The spell can trap an enemy, but it’s not very powerful.”
“Doesn’t that sound rather dull?” Bai Zisheng’s interest seemed lacking, then he asked, “So how shall we compare?”
“You run with your movement technique, and I’ll try to trap you with the spell,” Mo Hua proposed.
“That’s not really a spar, is it?” Bai Zisheng looked at Mo Hua skeptically, “Isn’t that just me getting beaten up?”
“A spar with a purpose is called a spar; without a purpose, it’s just fighting,” Mo Hua asserted confidently, “This will train my spellcasting and your movement technique.”
“All right, you make sense,” Bai Zisheng nodded.
Having something to play with was always better than nothing, and he also wanted to see for himself what the Water Prison Technique could do.
Mo Hua marked out a large space on the grass, “Within this circle, I’ll use the Water Prison Technique on you.”
“Okay.”
The two of them were on the grass under the big locust tree, Mo Hua practicing the spell and Bai Zisheng practicing his evasion techniques; Bai Zisheng dodged, and Mo Hua tried to trap him with the Water Prison Technique.
After about two hours, they stopped and sat down on the grass to rest.
When casting the Water Prison Technique, the flow of spiritual power is complex, so the release is actually slower than the Fireball Technique.
At first, it took Mo Hua about three attempts to trap Bai Zisheng once. After some practice, it took about two attempts to succeed once.
Bai Zisheng was a prideful member of the noble clans, versed in top-tier cultivation techniques and Taoist skills. An average cultivator would hardly be able to evade Mo Hua’s Water Prison Technique.
“To be honest, this spell of yours is somewhat disgusting,” Bai Zisheng couldn’t help saying.