Chapter 235: Bullying

“Live not down?” Mo Hua was startled.

Ji Qingbai nodded. Originally, he didn't want to explain in detail, but seeing that Mo Hua, though young, moved freely within the inner mountain and was not to be underestimated in terms of either ability or nature, he couldn't treat him as a child anymore.

Furthermore, if they sought a livelihood in Tongxian City in the future, they couldn't avoid bothering his father, Mo Shan. So, he spoke truthfully:

“Qingxuan City is unlike Tongxian City. Among the loose cultivators in the city, there are no longer any Foundation Establishment cultivators to protect us.”

“Qingxuan City’s last Foundation Establishment loose cultivator, Elder Zheng, passed away a year ago. In this year, there have been no Foundation Establishment cultivators among the loose cultivators. We loose cultivators have also suffered oppression from the families, having to look up to them, and our days have been difficult, getting worse day by day.”

“Before, although it was tough, we could still barely get by. But the spirit stones earned were getting less and less, not to mention cultivation; even normal eating, wearing, and using were stretched thin.”

“Besides that, those family disciples cause trouble and make difficulties every day, bullying loose cultivators. If we endure in silence, it's still fine, but once we resist slightly, they redouble their efforts and bully more fiercely.”

“If matters escalate and chaos occurs, loose cultivators have no Foundation Establishment cultivators to oversee things, so they are fundamentally unable to contend with family cultivators. Basically, it's only defeat.”

The more Ji Qingbai spoke, the more indignant he became, and the wounds on his body also faintly ached.

Mo Hua again handed him some pills.

Ji Qingbai took the pills and swallowed them, saying thanks, then looked at the comatose female cultivator and said:

“This child is called Fu Lan. Her father was a demon hunter brother of mine. In his early years hunting demons, he was accidentally eaten by demon beasts. Her mother raised her up with difficulty.”

“Last month, the young master of the Kong family in Qingxuan City wanted to take her as a concubine. Although he said concubine, he didn't treat her as a person at all. Her mother disagreed and was then beaten by the Kong family into severe injury. The injury didn't heal, and she passed away within half a month.”

“After that, the Kong family young master still entangled endlessly. Ji Li and I couldn't stand to watch, so we took action to teach the Kong family young master a lesson, but that also provoked a great disaster and formed an enmity with the Kong family. I had no choice but to bring these two children and flee from Qingxuan City.”

“In the nearby immortal cities, the loose cultivators' days are not good. After much thought, only Tongxian City would be better, and with Elder Yu, a Foundation Establishment period cultivator to protect us, it would be a bit safer.”

Ji Qingbai sighed, “Just this journey, we've endured quite a bit of hardship. First, we were chased and killed by the Kong family, and with great difficulty, we escaped. We entered the Great Black Mountain and then suffered interception and killing by those cultivators with unclear identities. The two father and son almost lost their lives.”

Ji Qingbai again felt grateful and said to Mo Hua: “If it weren't for you, perhaps the outcome would truly have been more ominous than auspicious.”

Mo Hua said: “I just borrowed the tiger’s might, it was nothing.”

At such a young age, to be able to know how to borrow the tiger's might and also retreat unscathed, is both clever and capable.

Ji Qingbai praised silently in his heart.

Mo Hua then thought about what Ji Qingbai had just said, feeling some anger and some doubt in his heart:

“The Kong family acts tyrannically, doesn't the Dao Court Office manage them?”

Ji Qingbai's expression was bitter, “The Dao Court Office in Qingxuan City has been bought off by the Kong family and several other families together. When loose cultivators commit something, they are punished according to the law, but when family disciples commit something, they gloss over it. The Dao Court Office turns a blind eye, and the matter just passes.”

Mo Hua frowned, “Then isn't there no way at all…”

Ji Qingbai shook his head, “But to have a bit of a way to live, who would want to leave their hometown?”

Mo Hua listened, feeling sad in his heart.

If there were no Foundation Establishment period Elder Yu, Qingxuan City's today might be Tongxian City's tomorrow.

Ji Qingbai's expression was desolate, so Mo Hua comforted him and said:

“Rest assured, Tongxian City is better now, and no one will bully you all.”

Ji Qingbai heard his words and also felt slightly lifted in spirit.

His requirements were originally not high; to have a place to settle, earn some spirit stones, make a living, and have his family survive was enough.

Next, the several people healed peacefully. Mo Hua, having nothing to do, looked at the big man beside him, suddenly finding him a bit strange.

This whole journey, this big man hadn't said a word.

He had scolded people very fiercely, and Mo Hua had thought he was a chatterbox.

Mo Hua stared at the big man for a few more moments, suddenly startled, and asked: “You wouldn't be Elder Yu’s son, would you?”

The big man was slightly startled, wrinkling his eyebrows, “You know my father?”

Indeed.

Mo Hua looked at his appearance and vaguely felt that he resembled Elder Yu in several ways, just that his physique was more robust, while Elder Yu was much thinner.

Moreover, this big man's temper was not very good, and he was very good at scolding people. The way he scolded people was also a bit like Elder Yu. This definitely came from family teachings.

“Elder Yu and I are quite familiar,” Mo Hua said.

The big man lightly hummed and didn't speak.

In his heart, he thought Mo Hua was boasting. His father was a Foundation Establishment Elder, and Mo Hua was only Qi Refining seven layers, and their ages were so different. How familiar could they be?

Mo Hua then asked: “What is your name?”

The big man still didn't want to answer.

Ji Qingbai saw the situation from the side and said: “His name is Yu Chengwu.”

“Oh.” Mo Hua suddenly realized, “Is Yu Chengyi, Uncle Yu, your elder brother?”

Yu Chengwu's expression was astonished, “You're also familiar with my elder brother?”

Mo Hua nodded and asked: “Then should I call you Uncle Yu the second?”

“No need,” Yu Chengwu's expression was faint.

Mo Hua was a bit strange and quietly asked Ji Qingbai:

“Is he usually like this? His interpersonal relationships must be very poor.”

When others spoke to him, he still loved to answer or not answer.

Ji Qingbai's expression was somewhat complex as he said: “He usually talks a lot, but he has a bit of a grudge with your father, so he probably doesn't want to talk to you too much.”

“Has a grudge with my father?”

This was beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

His father, Mo Shan, was a righteous person and had very good interpersonal relationships among demon hunters. He rarely had grudges with people.

Based on cultivators' likes, dislikes, and enmities, Mo Hua instantly thought of five or six possibilities, then turned to Ji Qingbai for verification and said:

“What kind of grudge?”

“It's not much of a big grudge,” Ji Qingbai sighed slightly and said, “He is actually good in everything, but he likes to compete and win. He can't defeat your father, so he finds your father unpleasant to look at.”

“Just this?” Mo Hua felt a bit bland.

Yu Chengwu said somewhat displeased: “What does a child understand?”

Mo Hua didn't argue with him; instead, he asked: “You know me?”

Yu Chengwu looked at him and said, “Mo Shan’s son, I naturally recognize you.”

Looking at his appearance, he should have recognized him very early.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then said: “Earlier when Qian Xing was causing trouble and Da Zhu was helping me fight, weren't you watching from the side?”

Yu Chengwu raised his eyebrows, quite surprised, “Correct.”

“Then why didn't you take action to stop it earlier?” Mo Hua said doubtfully.

“Children fighting, why would I take action?” Yu Chengwu said faintly, “Moreover, your father is Mo Shan, and I was too lazy to interfere.”

“Then why did you interfere later?”

“You were all fighting, how could I not interfere? But when the later stage cultivators of the Qian family intervened and bullied the loose cultivators, that's when I couldn't not interfere.”

Mo Hua nodded, feeling that although this person had a surly face, he was actually quite righteous.

“You have a wolf-tooth club, don't you?” Mo Hua asked again.

Yu Chengwu was a bit helpless, “Just now you didn't know, I have a grudge with your father.”

Why keep asking him questions?

“You have a grudge with my father, that's your adults' business, what does it have to do with me?” Mo Hua said righteously.

Moreover, your bit of a grudge, even I, a child, find a bit childish…