Chapter 236: Yu Chengwu

Yu Chengwu was slightly startled, feeling somewhat annoyed.

But upon thinking again, Mo Hua's words made sense. No matter how much he disliked Mo Shan, it wasn't to the point of being petty enough to argue with Mo Hua.

Furthermore, arguing with Mo Shan's son would, among other things, show a lack of magnanimity compared to Mo Shan.

"Okay, you're right. I won't argue with you."

Mo Hua then asked again, "Do you have a wolf-tooth club?"

Yu Chengwu nodded and said, "That's right."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up. "Can I see it?"

Yu Chengwu was somewhat unwilling, but looking at Mo Hua's curious and bright eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse. He thought for a moment, then took out the wolf-tooth club from his storage bag and placed it on the ground for Mo Hua to see.

The wolf-tooth club was about five or six feet long, covered in sharp spikes. It was cast from refined iron, shaped like wolf's teeth, and stained with dark bloodstains.

These bloodstains likely came from both demon beasts and cultivators.

Mo Hua tried to pick it up, but found he couldn't move it at all.

He pushed with both hands, but the wolf-tooth club remained motionless.

"It's so heavy!" Mo Hua couldn't help but exclaim.

A trace of pride flashed in Yu Chengwu's eyes. "That's natural."

"Is it deliberately refined to be this heavy?" Mo Hua humbly asked.

"That's right." Yu Chengwu nodded and said, "A heavy spiritual tool has great power. When swung, its killing power is also greater."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

Yu Chengwu suddenly asked curiously, "Why are you asking about this?"

"I want to make one too."

Yu Chengwu was taken aback. "Make what?"

Mo Hua pointed at the wolf-tooth club on the ground. "This club."

Yu Chengwu looked at Mo Hua's fair and tender skin, small arms and legs, and not abundant blood energy. At a glance, he wasn't a body cultivator. He couldn't help but ask,

"You're not a body cultivator, are you? Why would you make this?"

Mo Hua blinked his eyes. "I have my own ways."

Yu Chengwu couldn't help but frown.

Mo Shan was shrewd, and his son was even more so, full of ideas. He just didn't know what scheme Mo Hua was up to.

"I'll invite you to drink some wine!"

Mo Hua had a plan in mind after seeing the wolf-tooth club. Then, thinking of reciprocity, he invited Yu Chengwu for wine.

"Your injury isn't serious, you can drink a little," Mo Hua said.

Yu Chengwu hesitated for a moment, but still took the wine Mo Hua offered. He took a sip, then frowned.

It was sour and sweet, with a light wine flavor, a child's drink.

But in this situation, having wine was good, and there was nothing to complain about.

Yu Chengwu sighed, drank a few sips, and relieved his fatigue. But then he suddenly thought, he and Mo Shan were not on good terms, and he had never drunk a cup of wine with him.

Now, he was being invited by Mo Shan's son and was drinking a pot of children's fruit wine.

Yu Chengwu's mood instantly became somewhat complex.

The group rested and stabilized their injuries, then continued on their journey.

After walking for a while, Mo Hua's divine sense scanned the surroundings. He breathed a sigh of relief and then said,

"We can walk slowly now, no need to hurry."

His divine sense showed that there were already quite a few demon hunters nearby.

For Mo Hua, having demon hunters around meant he had reached his own territory. Those outside cultivators who dared to chase further were seeking death.

Ji Qingbai didn't know why Mo Hua said this, but he inexplicably trusted Mo Hua's words very much and also breathed a sigh of relief.

Later on the road, they indeed encountered more and more demon hunters.

When the demon hunters saw Yu Chengwu and the others, regardless of whether they were familiar or not, they would all come over to greet them.

At first, Yu Chengwu hadn't noticed, but gradually he felt something was wrong.

These demon hunters would walk over and first greet Mo Hua, then exchange a few words with him.

One or two times were fine, but they had already encountered four or five groups of demon hunters, and they were all like this.

He even felt that these demon hunters were all rushing towards Mo Hua, and greeting him was just incidental.

Yu Chengwu frowned. "Something's not right."

Although Mo Hua was a Qi Refining stage seven cultivator, and his talent was considered not bad, his popularity couldn't possibly be this good.

These people greeting Mo Hua were certainly doing so out of respect for his father, Mo Shan.

But Mo Shan's influence wasn't this great either.

It couldn't possibly be that Mo Shan had successfully reached Foundation Establishment...

If he had successfully reached Foundation Establishment, then Mo Hua would be the son of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and others would naturally show him respect.

Yu Chengwu silently pondered in his heart, suddenly realizing that this wasn't right either.

His father, Elder Yu Changlin, was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he was also the son of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet others hadn't shown him such great respect.

Yu Chengwu was somewhat puzzled, but there was something even more puzzling, and that was the iron armor.

The several waves of demon hunters who passed by, if not all of them had it, at least the majority were wearing iron armor.

This was iron armor! Where did they get it from?

Yu Chengwu's brows furrowed tightly.

He had gone out to handle some matters under the orders of his father, Elder Yu. Due to an accident, he had been delayed for over a year and had just rushed back.

He passed through Qingxuan City and met Ji Qingbai. Because they had some friendship and he always looked down on bullying by powerful families, he took action to help and came towards Tongxian City with them.

This return was just over a year since he had left.

But a little over a year was not a long time for cultivators.

How was it that now that he was back, everything felt a bit different?

Ji Qingbai and Ji Li looked at these demon hunters, both secretly shocked.

This was iron armor! There were few demon hunters with iron armor in Qingxuan City. How was it that they felt like they were everywhere here in Tongxian City?

Ji Qingbai and his son also couldn't figure it out.

The group paid no mind and went out of Dahei Mountain. They entered Tongxian City through the south gate. What met their eyes was the vast refining tool workshop and refining pill workshop in the south of the city.

They occupied an extremely large area, were of extremely large scale, had high outer walls, strict arrays, and looked grand and imposing.

From time to time, crisp sounds of iron striking came from inside, and bursts of rich dan fragrance floated out.

Yu Chengwu and the others were shocked beyond words.

Not just Tongxian City, but even the nearby immortal cities combined had never had cultivation industries of this scale.

Yu Chengwu said incredulously, "These are perhaps the Qian family's?"

In a little over a year, had the Qian family's power grown to this extent?

Then they would never have a chance to rise again?

Mo Hua shook his head. "No, they belong to everyone!"

"Everyone?" Yu Chengwu didn't understand.

Mo Hua pointed his small hand, encompassing the entire south of the city under his finger, and said, "Everyone."

Yu Chengwu understood, but still found it inconceivable. He secretly thought in his heart, "I'm afraid I'm not dreaming..."

In a trance, he felt that he had just been wandering outside, exposed to wind and dew, and had a dream between being half-asleep and half-awake.

In the dream, he rushed all the way and finally returned to Tongxian City.

He saw that the demon hunters in Tongxian City were all wearing iron armor, saw the scattered refining tool workshops and refining pill workshops, saw that everyone had abundant spirit stones, and had smiles on their faces.

These were things he had thought about before, but only in dreams.

The scene before his eyes seemed like the dream he had just had.

Mo Hua saw him in a daze and called out to him, "Second Uncle Yu?"

Yu Chengwu then came back to his senses, but looking at all of this, he still found it somewhat unbelievable. He secretly thought in his heart,

"It's not a dream, could it be an illusion technique?"

Mo Hua saw his changing expression and unstable emotions. He still thought he was homesick and momentarily couldn't control his emotions, so he didn't bother with him.