Chapter 288: Out of the Village

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he licked his lips.

His lips were red and slightly swollen, and under the reflection of the red light in the room, they looked somewhat sinister and strange.

The Third Boss's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, he was an old monster!

They, these evil cultivators, at most harvested supplements, absorbed spirits, and drank blood, but had never truly practiced eating people.

In other words, techniques that relied on eating people for cultivation were not simple techniques, but rather orthodox demon path techniques, which they, these halfway evil cultivators, could not learn.

Immediately, the Third Boss thought of another problem.

This old monster wanted to eat people, but there was only one person in the room: him. If he wanted to eat, he could only eat him...

Cold sweat streamed down the Third Boss's face, and his mind raced, calculating.

He couldn't just sit and wait for death, but if he made a move, he didn't know what means this strange old monster possessed.

An old monster who had seized a body through the demon path, even if his cultivation was low, his means were sinister and vicious, and he could not be underestimated.

The Third Boss was filled with dread but braced himself and said:

"May I ask, old senior, what kind of person do you wish to eat?"

Mo Hua licked his lips again, "Anything is fine, I'm too hungry, I'm not picky."

The Third Boss breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As long as he didn't eat himself, it was fine.

"May I know if there is anything junior can assist with?" The Third Boss cupped his hands and said.

"Oh?" Mo Hua raised an eyebrow, nodded slightly, and said, "Then you can select a few for me."

Select a few for what?

Mo Hua didn't say clearly, but the Third Boss understood in his heart that it was to select a few people for him to eat.

In this Black Mountain Stronghold, besides him, there were other evil cultivators and imprisoned cultivators.

The imprisoned cultivators had either had their spirits absorbed or their supplements harvested, and their foundations were already greatly damaged and their blood energy weak.

Selecting these people for this old monster to eat would be somewhat disrespectful.

If they greatly angered this old monster, their Black Mountain Stronghold would be in big trouble.

Then, those who could be eaten were the evil cultivators within the stronghold.

The Third Boss thought it through, then cupped his hands and said:

"I do not know the old senior's taste, what kind of people you like to eat. Perhaps I can lead the way for senior, and senior can choose for yourself."

The Third Boss wanted to lead this old monster out, wait until he was full and satisfied, and then send him away from Black Mountain Stronghold.

Having a few evil cultivators die and selling this old monster a favor was a worthwhile deal.

He didn't expect this demon path old monster to point or help them in any way.

This kind of old monster who had lived for a long time and even mastered the forbidden technique of seizing a body was strange in thought, unpredictable in joy and anger. If he wanted to play with them, it would be as easy as turning his hand.

They were absolutely not enough for this old monster to play with.

He just hoped that this old monster would remember their favor, not cause them trouble, and then, after eating and drinking his fill, leave steadily. That would be enough.

Lead the way?

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to hesitate, thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and said:

"That is also good."

"Please."

Thus, the Third Boss led the way, personally lifted the blood array, opened the beast gate, and brought Mo Hua out.

Mo Hua followed the Third Boss openly and walked out of the blood-colored pill room.

The night was pitch black, and dawn had not yet broken.

The two walked on the small path of Black Mountain Stronghold, both silent.

The Third Boss wanted to send him away.

Mo Hua also wanted to get out of Black Mountain Stronghold.

Their purposes matched, and each understood in their hearts.

However, an excuse still needed to be found, and the people to be "eaten" still needed to be selected.

Mo Hua followed behind the Third Boss with a composed expression, walking along the road. When he encountered some familiar evil cultivators who had committed many wicked deeds, he would stretch out his finger and gently point them out.

He usually hid and scouted for information, had seen many evil deeds, and had seen many evil cultivators committing crimes, but only hated that his cultivation was insufficient to kill them all.

At this time, it was good to have a chance encounter, and Mo Hua didn't mind "eating" them.

The Third Boss summoned the evil cultivators that Mo Hua pointed out one by one.

These evil cultivators didn't know what was happening, but the Third Boss had given the order, and they dared not disobey. And the Third Boss didn't say anything, so they also dared not ask, only followed silently.

By the time they were near the gate of Black Mountain Stronghold, Mo Hua had already pointed out four evil cultivators.

Pointing out too few wasn't enough to "eat," and pointing out too many, he feared the Third Boss would become suspicious.

Soon they arrived in front of the bonfire at the Black Mountain Stronghold gate. Mo Hua's gaze flickered, and he saw "Scarface," who was guarding the night.

That evil cultivator who cultivated by harvesting supplements and killed people like hemp, whom Mo Hua wanted to kill but couldn't.

Mo Hua stretched out his small hand, pointed from a distance, and pointed out Scarface.

The Third Boss nodded slightly, then called Scarface over. Seeing the ferocious scar on his face and his ugly appearance, he thought badly for a moment:

"This old senior's taste is really heavy, he can even eat this, truly not picky..."

The Third Boss instructed Scarface and said: "You follow me out, I have something to attend to."

"Yes." Scarface answered respectfully, his heart slightly excited for a moment.

The Third Boss personally instructed him, it must be an important matter, he didn't know if it was killing people or robbing spirit stones, maybe even abducting a female cultivator back.

He had lost his furnace, and his evil fire was falsely abundant. At this time, he urgently needed a female cultivator to harvest supplements from.

Moreover, as long as he performed well and entered the Third Boss's eye, he would certainly be heavily used by the Third Boss in the future.

Scarface's heart was burning.

Subsequently, he saw Mo Hua again, his expression involuntarily startled.

Why was there also a little ghost?

What was this little ghost doing?

He sized him up for a bit and found that although the Third Boss was walking in front, it looked as if he was leading the way for this child.

Scarface was shocked in his heart.

What was the identity of this little ghost? He could actually make the Third Boss lead the way in front?

Scarface couldn't figure it out but also didn't dare to speak to ask.

In Black Mountain Stronghold, talking too much wouldn't necessarily lead to death, but it would certainly lead to death earlier than others.

"Open the door." The Third Boss commanded.

"Eating people," this kind of matter, must be done in a quiet, desolate place.

This kind of place was generally deep within Great Black Mountain, which was outside Black Mountain Stronghold.

The Third Boss naturally led Mo Hua, this "old monster," towards the outside. Mo Hua was also secretly happy and didn't make a sound, following the Third Boss's intention and walking towards the outside.

As long as he was out of Black Mountain Stronghold, out of the Third Boss's line of sight, and he activated his hiding technique, this group of evil cultivators wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

With his divine sense now so strong, deep within Great Black Mountain, no cultivator could see through his hiding technique.

Scarface activated the mechanism, the gate of Black Mountain Stronghold appeared, and the large door opened with a "creak" sound.

The Third Boss was in front, the other several evil cultivators were in back, and Mo Hua was in the middle.

A group of people walked through the gate of Black Mountain Stronghold.

Mo Hua, who had stealthily sneaked into Black Mountain Stronghold, just like this, surrounded and escorted by the evil cultivators in front and back, left grandly.

Once out of Black Mountain Stronghold, the fog suddenly became heavy, but the bloody smell was also less, and the atmosphere was not so oppressive.

The Third Boss brought everyone, picking a remote small path, turning left and right, and walked to a secluded mountain forest deep within the mountain.

All around was desolate, fog pervaded, and there were bushes and rugged rocks everywhere.

The Third Boss looked at Mo Hua, seeking his opinion.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, indicating that this place was just right.

The Third Boss then asked: "May I know... if there are any other instructions?"

Several evil cultivators looked at each other, shocked beyond words.

The Third Boss actually asked this little ghost for "instructions"?

What was the origin of this little ghost, whose identity was perhaps even higher than the Third Boss's?

Mo Hua just lightly said: "How do you eat them alive?"

The Third Boss understood.

Several evil cultivators looked at each other, not understanding.

How do you eat them alive? What did these words mean?

But soon they understood.

Because the Third Boss suddenly struck, his hand like a sharp claw, his spirit power condensed like mercury, killing these several evil cultivators, one after another, by digging out their hearts and breaking their chests.

That Scarface was the most alert. When Mo Hua said "how do you eat them alive," he thought of escaping.

But he was only at the ninth layer of Qi Refining and couldn't escape from the Foundation Establishment period Third Boss.

The Third Boss's sharp claw pierced his chest from behind.

Scarface spat out blood and fell to the ground, unclear if he was dead.

"Senior, are you satisfied?"

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

All the evil cultivators were dead, of course he was satisfied.

Subsequently, he kindly invited the Third Boss: "Do you want to eat together?"

The Third Boss's expression froze for a moment.

Although he was an evil cultivator, cultivated evil techniques, and drew evil arrays, he had truly never done something like "eating" people, and he also couldn't do it.

The Third Boss said: "Senior's kind intention, junior understands. Senior can enjoy it alone."

Mo Hua seemed to smile but not smile and said: "Then do you want to watch me eat?"

The Third Boss's heart skipped a beat, then he understood.

Cultivating by eating people must be a special demon path technique.

Since it was a demon path technique, when cultivating, it must not be seen by outsiders.

Staying here was offending this old monster's taboo.

The Third Boss immediately cupped his hands and said: "Senior, please enjoy. Junior will not disturb you."

After finishing, the Third Boss hurriedly turned and left.

As he left, he felt an obscure divine sense, vaguely following him.

The Third Boss's heart trembled, knowing that this was the old monster fearing he would peep, so he was staring at him.

Both guarding and warning.

The Third Boss quickened his pace. Until he reached the edge of the forest and no longer perceived Mo Hua's divine sense, his heart relaxed.

Mo Hua saw that the Third Boss had already walked far away, then took out the Thousand Jun Stick from his storage bag, walked to Scarface's side, and smashed his forehead with one stick.

"In front of me, you actually pretended to be dead?"