Chapter 282: Feeding Pigs

Dao Baliè killed simply, but Mò Huà felt a headache looking on.

Although spirit cultivators are close to body cultivators and will suffer greatly when fighting up close, this pale-faced man was too weak.

Couldn't Dao Baliè feel such obvious killing intent?

And he was an evil cultivator, even more naive than this child himself.

Mò Huà sighed.

He originally wanted to use the storage bag to make the two of them fight like a snipe and clam, so he could reap the fisherman's benefit.

If the two fought, even if they didn't both perish, they would at least both be defeated and wounded.

That way, he could come out to finish them off and pick up the spoils.

But he didn't expect this pale-faced man to be so useless, so easily letting Dao Baliè get close and kill him.

With such low vigilance, what was the point of being a spirit cultivator?

Mò Huà couldn't help but criticize inwardly.

Dao Baliè killed the pale-faced man, took back the Harvest Supplement cultivation manual from his chest, then threw him into the room, spat, and walked away.

Mò Huà's eyes lit up. This Dao Baliè actually didn't take the pale-faced man's storage bag?

Could the evil fire have burned him confused?

"You don't take it, then I won't be polite."

Mò Huà secretly entered the room and stuffed the pale-faced man's storage bag into his chest.

Inside the storage bag was the Fireball Technique manual he had been wanting.

With this manual, the power of his Fireball Technique might go up a level.

This trip wasn't a loss either.

After Mò Huà put away the storage bag, he immediately flipped onto the beam.

After a while, Dao Baliè indeed returned. He rummaged through the pale-faced man's corpse but just couldn't find the storage bag.

"Did I remember wrong? He clearly had it on him..."

Dao Baliè frowned and thought for a while, suddenly feeling irritable again and said:

"Never mind, there's nothing good in it anyway."

He turned around, searched the pale-faced man's room, found some spirit stones and spirit tools, and then left, leaving the pale-faced man to die stiffly on the ground.

Mò Huà couldn't help but sigh:

"What's the point of being an evil cultivator? No one even collects your corpse after you die."

However, this was his own doing, and Mò Huà felt no sympathy at all.

"This Dao Baliè is really hard to kill."

Mò Huà couldn't help but think again.

Counting two times, he was unharmed. He was indeed an experienced and cunning evil cultivator.

Mò Huà had no confidence in a head-on fight.

Mò Huà sat cross-legged on the beam, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of Kǒng Shèng.

Kǒng Shèng needed to be dealt with sooner or later.

Mò Huà thought for a while, then hid his body and went to the room where Kǒng Shèng was imprisoned.

Kǒng Shèng was still like a madman, occasionally losing his temper.

He would hiss and roar in a low voice, wanting to kill one person one moment, and another person the next.

Mò Huà then sat on the roof, patiently waiting for Dao Baliè to pass by.

The roads in Hei Shān Zhài were crisscrossed, looking complex, but they also had intersections.

Dao Baliè would definitely pass this road when he went on night watch in the evening.

After waiting for half a day, as night approached, Mò Huà's divine sense moved slightly, and he indeed discovered Dao Baliè's figure in the distance.

He had killed the pale-faced man, so tonight he would be on night watch alone.

He didn't know what the rules of Hei Shān Zhài were, whether Dao Baliè would be punished for killing the pale-faced man.

But this wasn't the time to think about that.

Mò Huà hid his body and entered Kǒng Shèng's room.

Kǒng Shèng was still glaring with resentment, not knowing what he was calculating, just muttering:

"Eventually, I'll kill all of you..."

Mò Huà quietly walked behind him, raised the Thousand Jin Staff, activated the array, and hit down with a muffled thud.

Kǒng Shèng was only at the seventh layer of Qi Refining, and his cultivation was weak. He fainted with one blow.

Then Mò Huà untied the array on the door, opened the iron door, and took out a Flame Talisman, threading it with a thin rope, tying it to Kǒng Shèng's wrist, and stuffing it inside his sleeve.

This Flame Talisman was seized from that Qián family cultivator initially, a total of three pieces. Mò Huà had used one, and there were still two unused.

After everything was prepared, Dao Baliè was also walking closer. Mò Huà then slapped Kǒng Shèng awake again, and disappeared, hiding himself.

Kǒng Shèng woke up confused, only feeling his head hurting and his face hurting, then cursed:

"Who the hell..."

Kǒng Shèng didn't finish cursing when he suddenly startled, seeing that the iron door was unexpectedly open.

What's going on?

Kǒng Shèng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.

It was that fat cultivator who delivered food!

"He definitely sent the jade pendant to father, and then my Foundation Establishment period father will bring the Kǒng family cultivators to save me!"

But why did he hit me unconscious?

However, the situation was urgent, there was no time to care about these details. The most important thing was that he could escape.

Kǒng Shèng was overjoyed.

He quickly got up and rushed out the door.

He had endured enough of this broken place. He didn't want to stay any longer, didn't want to eat that unappetizing food anymore, and didn't want to endure the cold eyes and ridicule of those evil cultivators anymore.

As long as he was out, he would still be the young master of the Kǒng family in Qīngxuán City.

He could call the wind and summon the rain in Qīngxuán City, and no one would dare to interfere with him!

And the enmity with the Jì family father and son, and that little slut Fú Lán, he could finally avenge it!

Kǒng Shèng became more and more excited the more he thought about it, but just as he ran to the doorway, he saw a person standing horizontally in front of him, with a strong build and a terrifying knife scar on his face.

It was exactly that Dao Baliè.

Dao Baliè smiled sinisterly: "You want to escape?"

Kǒng Shèng saw Dao Baliè's ferocious smile and the icy cold killing intent on his body. His hands and feet went soft, and he stammered: "I... I don't."

Dao Baliè looked around and asked: "Who opened the iron door?"

"I... I don't know."

Dao Baliè sneered: "Someone should have told you, captives of Hei Shān Zhài who dare to escape will undoubtedly die."

Kǒng Shèng was shocked and fearful, quickly waving his hand: "I'm not escaping..."

Only his heart was anxious: "Why hasn't my dad come yet? If he comes, he can kill all these beasts!"

Only Kǒng Shèng didn't notice that as he waved his hand, the talisman inside his sleeve slipped out and was exposed.

Kǒng Shèng was in a hurry and didn't notice at all, but Dao Baliè saw it.

The quality of this talisman was not low. This young master of the Kǒng family hid it inside his sleeve, surely pretending to be afraid to make himself lower his guard, and then seek an opportunity to strike, to sneak attack him.

Dao Baliè was instantly furious, "Even you little bastard dare to calculate me?"

He flashed his body, directly approached Kǒng Shèng, and struck with his knife like lightning, directly chopping Kǒng Shèng.

Kǒng Shèng, who was at the seventh layer of Qi Refining and always raised his head high and stood tall, relying on power to bully people, had no power to resist and died under Dao Baliè's hand just like that.

After Kǒng Shèng was chopped dead, a while later, an old evil cultivator walked over and then scolded Dao Baliè:

"What are you doing? Killing one during the day is not enough, and you even killed the meat ticket?"

Dao Baliè lowered his head and cupped his hands: "He wanted to run."

The old evil cultivator coldly snorted, "Don't find excuses. This time you are recorded for a big mistake. From now on, you will be on night watch alone. If there is a flaw, I will hold you accountable!"

Dao Baliè could only answer yes.

Mò Huà sighed.

He didn't expect the punishment for evil cultivators in Hei Shān Zhài to be so light.

Dao Baliè killed the pale-faced man and then Kǒng Shèng, actually only being recorded for a big mistake and punished to be on night watch alone, with no other punishment.

He had still thought that if Dao Baliè received a heavy punishment and was seriously injured, it would be convenient for him to kill him.

Mò Huà still remembered that female cultivator's miserable appearance in the night.

He would definitely kill this Dao Baliè.

But looking at it now, he might not be able to kill him in a short time.

After continuously causing the deaths of two people, he had already left not a few traces.

The pale-faced man's storage bag, the open iron door in Kǒng Shèng's room, and the talisman inside his sleeve.

Those who were observant could definitely see the clues, and speculate that someone was behind it.

Hei Shān Zhài couldn't stay for long.

Indeed, that Dao Baliè had just said to that old evil cultivator: "Kǒng Shèng's iron door was open, I don't know who released him."

That old evil cultivator frowned.

The two chatted for a while, with no clues, so they temporarily put it aside.

But Mò Huà knew that they were definitely suspicious.

Something unusual must have a cause.

Mò Huà had been able to deceive them with his hiding technique until now, which was already not bad.

"Should I just go home now? Dad and Mom are definitely worried." Mò Huà said silently in his heart.

Just at this moment, he heard that old evil cultivator say a sentence to Dao Baliè:

"Drag this young master of the Kǒng family to feed the pigs."

Three watches finished.