Chapter 233: Saving People

The cultivators from outside Tong Xian City gradually increased.

Two months later, Mo Hua sat on a rock on the inner mountain, looking at the compass in his hand and frowning.

Before, when the light on the compass lit up, Mo Hua rushed over and it was mostly hunter-demons hunting demonic beasts, or demonic beasts fighting for territory. There were very few instances of cultivators killing each other.

Occasionally, there were some unfamiliar hunter-demons wearing different clothes. Their dao methods and spirit tools were all different from those in Tong Xian City. They should have come from outside, but their numbers were small and they rarely met.

But now it was different.

Mo Hua often saw strange faces in the inner mountains of Great Black Mountain.

When the compass lit up and fighting occurred, many more cultivators from outside were involved.

Fights between cultivators also suddenly increased.

Some were fighting over demonic beasts, some quarrelled temporarily and then attacked, and some cultivators were clearly intentionally causing trouble.

Even more, it was blatant killing and robbery!

Mo Hua saw a cart. There were no goods on the cart, but there were still bloodstains around, and cultivator remains were everywhere.

Looking at the nearby traces, it was clear that a group of merchants had been intercepted and killed by cultivators. Their goods were robbed, and the people were also killed.

After the demonic beasts smelled the blood, they came over and ate the corpses.

The scene was a mess, and the deaths were tragic.

Mo Hua felt uncomfortable looking at it, he couldn't bear it in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The days in the inner mountain were probably not peaceful anymore.

Fortunately, the number of hunter-demons in Tong Xian City gradually expanded, and they had many people. Most of them wore iron armor and held first-grade knives and weapons. Among the nearby immortal cities, their strength was first-class.

These cultivators from outside generally did not dare to provoke the local hunter-demons easily.

But it was hard to say about the future.

However, these things were for Elder Yu to worry about. He still had some spirit ink saved up, was practicing some arrays, and enhancing his divine sense to see if he could build foundation.

Mo Hua restrained his thoughts, then ate some dried meat and drank some fruit juice brewed from wild fruits.

These fruit juices were frozen by him using a cold qi array. When he drank them, they were sour, sweet, and icy.

Mo Hua's mood also became much better.

Not long after, the compass lit up again. Mo Hua packed his things and used the Passing Water Step, rushing over lightly from between the rocks and mountains.

From afar, Mo Hua released his divine sense and scanned briefly, a little disappointed.

It was cultivators fighting again.

Mo Hua sighed.

Generally, Mo Hua did not interfere with cultivators fighting.

He was only at the seventh layer of qi refining. The attack method he used was only the Fireball Technique. The Passing Water Step was extremely skilled, and self-protection was not a problem, but he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

Moreover, in most disputes between cultivators, he just passed by and looked around, and it was difficult to determine who was right and who was wrong.

The weak side was not necessarily a good person, and the strong side was not necessarily a bad person.

Looking fierce was not necessarily an evil person, and looking kind was not necessarily a good person.

You can know a person's face but not their heart. A person cannot be judged by their appearance.

Mo Hua decided to do as usual and secretly watch. Anyway, he had nothing to do now, and he was idle.

With his divine sense, qi refining cultivators couldn't detect him at all.

Mo Hua climbed onto a rock, restrained his breath, and used the cover of grass and trees to secretly watch.

On the rugged, narrow mountain path, two sides of cultivators were fighting.

The cultivation of both sides of cultivators was all in the later stage of qi refining.

One side had only four people, three men and one woman, and were in a disadvantageous position. They were desperately protecting several boxes of luggage.

The other side had seven people. Their clothes were various and different, and their appearances were strange. They were besieging the four cultivators, three men and one woman.

Moreover, their offensive was getting faster and faster. The four cultivators were estimated to not be able to hold on for long.

Robbery?

Mo Hua frowned and continued to look down, and then he realized something was not right.

He seemed to still recognize those four cultivators.

There was one cultivator who was already middle-aged. He had several light knife scars on his face and was very good friends with his father, Mo Shan. He had even specifically visited Mo Hua's home before.

Mo Hua remembered that he was called Ji Qingbai. Mo Hua called him Uncle Ji.

Beside him was a young, refined cultivator, who was Ji Qingbai's son, named Ji Li.

They, father and son, were also hunter-demons, but not from Tong Xian City. They were from the neighboring Qing Xuan City.

Qing Xuan City was relatively far from Tong Xian City and had to pass through the inner mountain of Great Black Mountain. Therefore, generally, the movement of cultivators between the two cities was not much.

There was also a large man cultivator, strong in build, with wolf skin wrapped around his waist, using a wolf tooth club that exuded fierce killing intent. There were sharp reverse thorns all over it.

Mo Hua remembered that when he had a conflict with Qian Xing initially, it was this large man who stepped forward and blocked the Qian family's ninth layer qi refining cultivator.

In Mo Hua's impression, this large man had deep cultivation and was also very fierce when scolding people.

Now he was fighting one against three and was not at a disadvantage. Earth-gray spirit power wound around the wolf tooth club, swinging with imposing force. One look and you knew he was strong.

At the same time, he was still cursing and scolding things like "a bunch of trash," "cowards who sneak attack," and "wastes who bully with numbers if they have the ability to fight alone."

Among the four people, Mo Hua only didn't recognize the female cultivator.

She looked about the same age as Ji Li, was injured, and her cultivation was also the lowest. She was also having the hardest time supporting herself. Fortunately, Ji Li was taking care of her beside her.

But her entire sleeve was already soaked with blood. She was probably going to die if this continued.

Based on Mo Hua's experience observing fights in the inner mountain for so long.

The large man using the wolf tooth club would definitely be able to escape. Uncle Ji would probably also be able to escape, but it depended on whether these cultivators chased after him. If they were chased and killed, it was probably more ominous than lucky.

Ji Li would not be able to escape. Although he had the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining, he had little experience in fighting enemies. At this time, being entangled by so many cultivators, he was struggling and had no way to escape.

As for that female cultivator, she would definitely die.

Perhaps dying was the best result...

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

What to do?

There were many people on the opposite side, seven in number. Even if Mo Hua joined the fight, he might not be able to save them all.

Mo Hua could run if he couldn't win.

But Ji Li and that female cultivator should not be able to run.

If Ji Li couldn't run, Ji Qingbai, for his son, would definitely not be willing to leave.

That large man looked like he had courage and loyalty. He should also fight to the death.

"It's best if I can save them. People being alive is better than anything."

Mo Hua made up his mind, took out a section of bamboo tube. The bamboo tube was red, and a fireworks array was drawn inside.

This kind of bamboo tube was simple to make, and the fireworks array inside was specially drawn by Mo Hua. Basic hunter-demons entering the mountain all had them.

Once they encountered an accident, they triggered the array, released fireworks, and nearby hunter-demons would hear the news and rush to support them.

Mo Hua stimulated the fireworks array with spirit power, and a bundle of firelight rushed into the sky.

Both sides fighting on the mountain path were stunned when they saw the fireworks.

Mo Hua again used the Passing Water Step and quickly ran towards a distant place. He stimulated another fireworks, then ran towards the mountain on the left. In different positions, he set off another fireworks.

In this way, in three positions, from near to far, fireworks were released successively, creating the illusion that three waves of hunter-demons had heard the news and were coming to support successively.

"It's the hunter-demons from Tong Xian City!" some of the cultivators from outside said in surprise.

"Big Brother, what should we do?"

"They have many people and iron armor. We are not their opponents."

The leading cultivator frowned, hesitating for a moment.

Just a little short...

They had already fought for half a day. They were about to kill these cultivators, rob their goods, and abduct that female cultivator.

If they withdrew at this time, their efforts would be in vain!

Mo Hua saw that they didn't leave. He raised his right hand and released another fireball.

This Fireball Technique was fast and accurate. It suddenly hit one of the cultivators from outside, causing that cultivator to stagger and fall to the ground. Because of the burning pain from the Fireball Technique, he cried out.

The method of the seventh layer of qi refining might not be much to demonic beasts, but when it hit a cultivator, its power could not be underestimated.

"Method?!" The leading cultivator was shocked.