Chapter 278: Tiger Demon

Kong Sheng was not anxious; he wasn't going to escape anyway.

The fat cultivator was now watching the kitchen with vigilance. If Mo Hua came to eat here again, it would be somewhat inconvenient.

Moreover, he also wanted that jade pendant of Kong Sheng's.

However, his methods needed to be somewhat hidden, and his actions needed to be thorough. He couldn't reveal any flaws.

Mo Hua began to watch this fat cultivator and after staring for a day, he quickly got an idea.

This fat cultivator not only delivered meals to the evil cultivators but also to a demon beast.

That demon beast was a tiger demon, late stage Grade One, kept in a separate room, chained and locked.

There were also arrays drawn on the chains, restricting the tiger demon from moving.

Tigers are one of the most powerful types of demon beasts on Greater Black Mountain. Without being locked by arrays, they are quite dangerous.

This tiger demon looked somewhat special. Its body had interwoven black and white patterns, and on its forehead was a "king" character pattern.

It was estimated that its bloodline was not ordinary, which was why the evil cultivators had captured it and locked it in this Black Mountain stronghold.

As for what this tiger demon was specifically used for, Mo Hua was not too clear.

Every day around noon, the fat cultivator would feed the tiger demon.

But each time, he didn't feed it much. It was estimated that he was afraid the tiger demon's strength would recover and it would break free from the chains and cause chaos.

Mo Hua smiled when he saw the situation and thought, "If you all don't feed it, then I'll feed it."

He rummaged through the kitchen, found some dried demon beast meat, stuffed it into his storage bag, and then snuck into the room where the tiger demon was imprisoned.

The tiger demon, with its hungry belly, was listlessly lying on the ground. It suddenly saw several pieces of something appear in front of it. Although they were dry and hard, they were indeed meat.

The tiger demon blinked its eyes, slightly puzzled, but its rumbling hunger still made it unable to resist. It tore and bit the dried meat and ate it up.

Very quickly, it finished all the meat and still licked its fangs, not satisfied.

Mo Hua threw a few more pieces of meat in front of it.

The tiger demon looked forward, there was no human figure, but it could sense the breath of a cultivator.

It didn't know why this cultivator was giving it meat to eat, but driven by hunger, it still ate all the meat.

Subsequently, it discovered that the cultivator's breath had disappeared.

The tiger demon opened its mouth and let out a low growl.

It had eaten seven or eight parts full, and its strength had also recovered seven or eight parts, but it was still locked by the iron chains and arrays and couldn't move.

A glint of light flashed in the tiger demon's eyes, and then it slowly lay down again, hanging its head and closing its eyes, looking as if it hadn't eaten enough.

Mo Hua, watching from a distance, couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart:

"This tiger demon is born so smart."

The next day, the fat cultivator came to feed it again, still with a dissatisfied expression.

He was scolded by the old man again.

Before, he had lost pastries, and now even meat was starting to disappear.

The fat cultivator couldn't understand who dared to steal and eat things from the kitchen in the Black Mountain stronghold.

Moreover, he had investigated for half a day and found no clues whatsoever.

Except for him and the old man, there were fundamentally no other people in the kitchen.

If no one stole, was it a ghost stealing?

The fat cultivator scoffed with a laugh, then his eyebrows furrowed, and his heart stirred slightly.

"Could it be a concealment technique?"

Only a concealment technique could deceive a cultivator's eyes.

Immediately, the fat cultivator shook his head again.

How could concealment technique be so easy to learn? The entire Black Mountain stronghold might not have one cultivator who could learn and master it.

Moreover, even if it was a cultivator who knew concealment technique, it wasn't completely without flaws.

A concealed cultivator could deceive the eyes but not the divine sense.

He had also encountered a concealed cultivator before. Although his eyes couldn't see, his divine sense could detect traces, and then relying on rich fighting experience, within a few rounds, he would pull out that concealed cultivator and chop them with a knife.

The fat cultivator was confident that even a cultivator who knew concealment technique would not be able to deceive his divine sense and make small moves under his eyes.

So, what exactly was going on? Who stole the things from the kitchen?

The fat cultivator pondered non-stop while feeding.

He hadn't noticed that at this moment, in a corner he couldn't see, a small, tender white hand was holding a brush, stroke by stroke, undoing the array patterns on the demon-binding chains.

The fat cultivator didn't detect it, but the tiger demon's spirit vibrated.

It felt that the array binding it was getting weaker and weaker. Looking out of the corner of its eye, it saw that extra patterns had suddenly appeared on the array chains, and at the same time, the array was gradually failing.

The glint in the tiger demon's eyes became more abundant, but it still hung its head and closed its eyes, listlessly eating that pitifully small amount of food.

The fat cultivator was still pondering.

The more he tried to think, the more clues he had, and the more annoyed he became.

"Damn it!" The fat cultivator was furious, and then seeing the tiger demon eating with its head down, he became even angrier. He slapped the tiger demon's forehead and scolded, "Serving people is already enough, and I actually have to serve you, this beast!"

Hitting tigers was something he did often every day.

Anyway, the tiger demon was tied by the array and couldn't move, so it was nothing for him to vent a bit.

The fat cultivator turned to leave, just about to walk away, when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The ground under his feet was hazy, and it seemed like there was an extra shadow.

At the same time, there was an extra thick and ferocious breath behind him.

The fat cultivator's eyes gradually widened.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced back from the corner of his eye, then saw that the tiger demon he had just bullied was silently standing behind him, opening its big mouth towards his head.

The fat cultivator's heart was filled with fear.

"What the hell is going on? How did this evil beast break free from its chains?!"

While shocked and fearful, the fat cultivator desperately urged his body technique and ran forward frantically.

The tiger demon bit down, but because it had been trapped by the array for too long, its limbs were stiff and it was half a beat slow, allowing the fat cultivator to escape.

The fat cultivator breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

The tiger demon was greatly enraged and suddenly rushed towards the fat cultivator, swatting down with a claw.

But at this time, the fat cultivator had already adjusted his breath and was prepared. He barely avoided this claw.

The tiger demon continued to tear and bite, and the fat cultivator relied on his body technique to entangle and fight with it.

As expected of an evil cultivator, his body technique was not bad.

After several rounds, the fat cultivator's heart settled slightly, and there was no panic in his expression.

He was late stage Grade One, and this tiger demon was also late stage Grade One.

Even if he couldn't win against this tiger demon, he could definitely protect himself for a short time.

Moreover, this tiger demon had been hungry for a long time and trapped for a long time, so its strength was not at its peak.

Thinking of this, the fat cultivator's heart settled slightly, and then he sneered, "Evil beast, just wait and see how I torment you later!"

Even if it broke free from the chains, this tiger demon couldn't escape the Black Mountain stronghold and would fall into his hands sooner or later.

At that time, he wouldn't be so polite.

The tiger demon was greatly enraged, and its attacks were more urgent, but the fat cultivator became more and more composed.

Mo Hua, hidden in the corner, observed for a while and roughly estimated the fat cultivator's strength.

His cultivation was Qi Refining ninth layer, close to peak. His body technique was quite good, and the dao method he cultivated was a Grade One martial art called Golden Light Fist.

Because he was an evil cultivator, he had rich fighting experience from year-round fighting.

Overall strength was weaker than his dad Mo Shan, but stronger than a general Qi Refining ninth layer demon hunter.

The fat cultivator was not heavily used, not because his strength was not good, but because he had just arrived and was not trusted.

Just discussing cultivation, the fat cultivator was still in the upper middle ranks among evil cultivators.

Mo Hua nodded silently.

Calculating this way, the average strength of Qi Refining evil cultivators would be stronger than that of demon hunters.

But demon hunters had Grade One iron armor and plain knives. In a real fight, it was estimated to be a fifty-fifty split.

Mo Hua's heart settled slightly.

Things had come to this point, and this fat cultivator was simply useless.

Mo Hua stretched out his small hand, making a virtual grasp forward, and began to look for an opportunity to use the water prison technique to lock the fat cultivator and give this big tiger an extra meal.

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