Chapter 140: Inquiry

In the painful voice of the evil cultivator, the gaze of Zhang Lan and the other two towards Mo Hua became even more complicated.

Mo Hua used Zhang Lan’s sword to wipe the ground, but the bloodstains were stubborn and wouldn't come off.

Zhang Lan sighed, helplessly took back the sword, and immediately returned it to its scabbard.

"Alright, this matter is finished, we can go back."

Then, still with Mo Hua leading the way, Zhang Lan and the other two took turns dragging the evil cultivator down the mountain along the winding path.

As for whether the evil cultivator would be shaken to death, they couldn't be bothered to care.

If he wasn't shaken to death, his fate was great; if he was, he deserved it.

On the road, Si Tu Fang couldn't help but praise:"Mo Hua, your movement technique is truly amazing!"

She had been watching from the side and was also scared into a cold sweat.

When she saw that Mo Hua could dodge the evil cultivator's attacks every time, she relaxed and couldn't help but feel admiration.

Mo Hua felt very pleased, but still humbly said:"Where, just ordinary, ordinary."

"Who taught you?" Si Tu Fang asked.

Zhang Lan coughed a few times.

Mo Hua looked at him and said, in a serious tone: "A kind-hearted uncle who passed by, with an unknown name, taught me..."

Si Tu Fang was doubtful: "There's such a person?"

She thought for a moment, then secretly said to Zhang Lan: "In my opinion, why does it look so much like your Zhang family's Perishing Water Step?"

Zhang Lan choked immediately, coughed a few more times, and only after a long while did he recover, urgently saying:"Don't slander innocent people, what Perishing Water Step? Where does it look like?"

Si Tu Fang nodded, "It does seem a bit different. Your Zhang family's Perishing Water Step isn't that amazing either."

Zhang Lan was unconvinced again, "How is our Zhang family's Perishing Water Step not that amazing? This is..."

Si Tu Fang looked at him.

Zhang Lan's tone weakened, saying:"It's... just that little bit more amazing than our Zhang family's Perishing Water Step."

Zhang Lan was also confused.

The Zhang family has two sets of movement techniques, Falling Flowers Perishing Water, one set is Falling Flowers Step, the other is Perishing Water Step.

He mainly cultivated Falling Flowers Step, but he also knew Perishing Water Step. He had also seen other Zhang family cultivators who specialized in cultivating Perishing Water Step use it, but none of them used it as...

As freely, as elusive, and a bit cunning and strange as Mo Hua...

"How did I teach him back then?"

Zhang Lan frowned, unable to remember clearly, and muttered to himself:"I taught him Perishing Water Step, right? Yes, it should be right..."

While Zhang Lan's thoughts were jumbled, Mo Hua heard a voice as faint as a mosquito's "Thank you."

He turned his head and saw Si Tu Xiu's eyes flickering, but his face was still stubborn.

He clearly wanted to say thank you, but felt embarrassed, so his voice was like the buzzing of a mosquito.

He had been confident and arrogant when going up the mountain, but after suffering some injuries and bleeding a few times, he now looked much steadier.

Mo Hua nodded, feeling somewhat gratified.

Indeed, young men who experience setbacks will grow.

He had forgotten that his current age was even younger, not even counting as a young man.

As they walked along the mountain road, Zhang Lan was still tangled up in the matter of Perishing Water Step.

In his mind, the scene of Mo Hua entanglement with the evil cultivator just now played over and over.

He carefully compared the differences between Mo Hua's Perishing Water Step and his impression of Perishing Water Step.

The basic steps were the same, but the changes in each move were more detailed, and some actions were more concise, omitting unnecessary movements. It looked like he had learned something else...

Why was it that the actions were almost the same, but the feeling was completely different?

Zhang Lan thought for a while and suddenly realized, "It's divine sense..."

Because his divine sense was strong enough, his spiritual power control was meticulous, and his movement technique was also more fluid and refined, with many changes.

Zhang family cultivators are not good at formations, their divine sense is not strong, so they cannot learn the essence of this movement technique, and thus feel that this movement technique is somewhat mediocre.

"It's over!" Zhang Lan's heart turned cold.

When he taught Mo Hua the movement technique, he originally thought Mo Hua would just learn a little and wouldn't learn it well.

Even if he used it, others would just glance at it and forget.

How could a child with a weak innate body learn movement technique well?

But he didn't expect that Mo Hua not only learned it well, but outrageously well, even better than the Zhang family disciples used it...

In the future, once Mo Hua gains some fame, others will see it and say:"This is the Zhang family's Perishing Water Step, used better than the Zhang family!"

Where would the Zhang family put their face?

Unintentionally, Zhang Lan had added another stroke to the family's black history.

Zhang Lan's scalp tingled.

He could be punished, but to bring shame upon the family, that might not be as simple as kneeling in the ancestral hall or confinement.

Zhang Lan took advantage of the Si Tu siblings not paying attention and quietly pulled Mo Hua's sleeve, saying with a serious expression:"Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely, don't say I taught you!"

Mo Hua also had a serious little face, patting his chest and guaranteeing:"Rest assured, I won't betray you!"

Zhang Lan nodded, then thought about it again and felt something was wrong.

What do you mean "betray you"? He sounded like an accomplice in a crime...

The group walked halfway, stopped at a small hill, and rested for a while.

Mo Hua took out beef and shared it with everyone.

He didn't give any to the evil cultivator; he didn't deserve to eat things made by his mother.

Zhang Lan ate the beef, which was fragrant, spicy, and delicious, and couldn't help but sigh:"This beef from Mo Hua's home is really good, soft, tender, and chewy. The heat control in stewing is truly perfect..."

Then Zhang Lan was stunned, suddenly remembering that Mo Hua seemed to have also used a fireball technique just now?

Its power was ordinary, but the speed at which it was cast seemed a bit fast...

At least compared to his technique, it was quite a bit faster.

Zhang Lan meaningfully glanced at Mo Hua.

He originally thought that Mo Hua's spiritual power wasn't strong, so his techniques wouldn't be proficient, but looking at it now, that wasn't necessarily the case...

Perishing Water Step plus this kind of fast and accurate fireball technique, Zhang Lan felt it was troublesome even thinking about it.

After eating their fill, several people continued on their journey.

Before evening, they arrived at the foot of Big Black Mountain.

Mo Hua remembered something, he walked to the evil cultivator and saw that he was awake, then asked:"A few days ago, were you chasing and killing a demon hunter in the mountains?"

The evil cultivator snorted coldly and didn't answer.

"I'm asking you a question."

The evil cultivator looked at Mo Hua contemptuously.

Mo Hua's little temper flared up, and he turned around to pull the sword from Zhang Lan's waist again.

Zhang Lan was startled and quickly stopped him, "What are you doing?"

Mo Hua said: "He's being stubborn, I'll break another one of his legs!"

Si Tu Fang gently advised: "That's enough, you've already broken one."

Mo Hua said: "Only broke one, there are still two more!"

Si Tu Fang was troubled: "If you break them all, his life will probably be gone."

Mo Hua regretted: "Then I can only blame him for his bad luck."

The evil cultivator heard this and immediately said:"Whatever you ask, I'll tell you!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Why did this evil cultivator suddenly become so easy to talk to?

The evil cultivator's eyelids twitched.

He wasn't afraid of death.

He could be killed by enemies, be killed by being harvested, be sentenced to death by the Si Court, and suffer extreme punishment to death.

No matter what means cultivators used to kill him, he didn't actually care.

But, he absolutely could not die at the hands of a ten-something-year-old little brat!

To be killed by a mere Qi Refining layer five little ghost, he couldn't bear this humiliation!

"Then tell me," Mo Hua said.

"It wasn't me who chased and killed him."

"Then?"

"No then."

Mo Hua slowly said: "You said it wasn't you chasing and killing, that is to say, the person chasing and killing was not you, you saw someone chasing and killing him."

The evil cultivator closed his mouth and didn't speak.

Mo Hua went to pull the sword again, and the evil cultivator had to say:"There were a few cultivators chasing and killing him."

"Their appearance?"

"Their appearance was unclear, but they were wearing silver-white dao robes."

Mo Hua's gaze condensed, silver-white...

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