Chapter 84: Confrontation

"This is... a spell?" a tool refining apprentice stammered, asking.

Da Zhu shook his head. He wasn't sure exactly what had happened.

He only saw Mo Hua splash spiritual ink at Qian Xing, who then lunged at Mo Hua in pain. Mo Hua turned and kicked Qian Xing, but was instead thrown back himself. After that, Qian Xing just exploded...

"That's right, Mo Hua!"

The explosion just now was so loud, he wasn't sure if Mo Hua was injured. Mo Hua wasn't a body cultivator; if he was hit by the explosion, it would be dangerous.

Da Zhu and the others quickly ran towards Mo Hua. Halfway there, they saw Mo Hua had already gotten up and was even patting his butt. Seeing Da Zhu and the others, he still looked worried and asked:

"Brother Da Zhu, are you all okay...?"

Everyone: "..."

"Mo Hua, are you alright?" Da Zhu asked.

"Uh, I'm fine, just a little scrape and my neck is a bit sore." Mo Hua touched his neck. The place where Qian Xing had just pinched him was still bruised.

What about Qian Xing?

Mo Hua looked for a long time before finding Qian Xing, charred black and covered in bloodstains, life and death unknown.

The power of the Ground Fire Array was stronger than Mo Hua had imagined. The effect wasn't noticeable when it exploded a tree, but the effect on a person was very obvious.

"Mo Hua, what exactly happened..." Da Zhu asked quietly.

Before Mo Hua could answer, a middle-aged cultivator arrived. He reached Qian Xing's side in an instant, his brows tightly furrowed. Only after checking Qian Xing's breathing did he slightly relax.

The middle-aged cultivator took out several pills, stuffed them into Qian Xing's mouth, then his gaze, like an eagle's, scanned the surroundings. He said in a gloomy voice: "Who did this?"

His voice was infused with spiritual power, making Mo Hua's ears buzz.

A Qi Refining ninth-layer cultivator!

Mo Hua's scalp tingled. Just as he thought of stepping forward, he was pulled back by Da Zhu, who quietly said: "It's a matter for a Qi Refining ninth-layer, we don't need to step forward."

As expected, a large man wrapped in wolf skin walked out from the crowd and said loudly: "Little kids playing, Qian Zhongli, why are you, at your age, joining in the fun?"

The middle-aged cultivator called Qian Zhongli coldly laughed: "Your family's children play like this?"

The large man laughed heartily, "If he had this skill, I'd just let him play however he wants!"

Qian Zhongli said: "Don't mess with me here. Hand over the person, I need an explanation. Otherwise, you won't have a good time either."

The large man stopped laughing and instantly his face fell: "Qian Zhongli, you bastard, I'm giving you face? Being polite to you is giving you face, not giving face is not wanting face!"

"I'll say it again, hand over the person! Don't think I won't make a move!"

Qian Zhongli said, suppressing his anger.

"I'll also say it once, if I tell you to scram, then scram. What if you make a move? Will I be afraid?"

The large man was also impolite.

Qian Zhongli said this, but he was somewhat afraid of the large man and didn't dare to easily make a move. He just threatened: "Wait until the Qian family elders come, don't make things big, it's not easy for everyone to clean up."

"What? Relying on your Qian family's power to bully us loose cultivators?" The large man had an unyielding demeanor.

"You insist on sticking out?"

"If you can catch people here today, tomorrow you can ride on our heads and shit. What kind of person is your Qian family's young master, don't you know yourself? If he bullies people, I can ignore it, but if he bullies people and gets done in, that's his damn fault, and you damn well don't think of interfering!"

"The Qian family has Foundation Building cultivators..."

"What? Only your Qian family has Foundation Building cultivators? What about the Foundation Building stage, are they bullying Qi Refining stage juniors for fun? Have they cultivated to their age and all gone to the dog's belly?" The large man cursed. "Those little broken matters of your Qian family's initial rise, should I say them out?"

Qian Zhongli knew he couldn't win the argument. If he said more, he didn't know what unpleasant things the large man would say. So he said:

"Fine, I can not take the person for now, but first tell me, what exactly happened here? Who used what means to injure the third young master?"

"Isn't this clear?" The large man lightly laughed and said: "This little bastard young master of yours wanted to bully people using a spell, but his skill wasn't refined. The spell didn't hit anyone, and instead, he himself exploded into this ghost appearance! You don't even understand this, were your eyes grown for nothing?"

The large man spoke a string of nonsense with his eyes closed, completely absolving himself. Qian Zhongli listened until he was spitting blood.

How could Qian Xing know any spells? Even if he did, he was only at the mid-Qi Refining stage. What kind of spell could make such a big noise?

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qian Zhongli said angrily.

"Then you say it, what happened? Among this group of people, can you find a cultivator who can use a spell of this power?"

The large man pointed towards Mo Hua's side, "If you can find one, I won't say another word and will let you take them away!"

Qian Zhongli was speechless.

Among this group of cultivators, the highest was only at the Qi Refining sixth stage, simply not having enough spiritual power to use this spell. Although several had sufficient cultivation, at a glance they were body cultivators. Body cultivators use martial arts or Dao methods to attack, which are completely different from spiritual cultivators' spells.

Qian Zhongli's divine sense swept over and over again. Even he began to suspect that perhaps the person who injured Young Master Qian Xing was really not here? Among this group of cultivators, there indeed didn't seem to be anyone who knew this kind of spell.

Hidden in the crowd, Mo Hua shrank his head. He didn't know spells, but he knew arrays...

But Qian Zhongli, at Qi Refining fourth layer, didn't even look at Mo Hua.

"How? No words, huh." The large man coldly laughed.

Qian Zhongli furrowed his brows, "No matter what, I must have an explanation."

The large man's temper also flared up, "Want your mom's explanation, you want to cause trouble, right! Then let's just talk with cultivation, see if today I beat you until you cry father and shout mother, or you get beaten by me until you look for teeth all over the ground!"

The large man drew out a wolf tooth club emanating a soaring killing intent. There were still dark red bloodstains on the teeth, emitting a chilling demonic energy. At a glance, one could tell that not a few demonic beasts had died under this club.

Qian Zhongli didn't want to fight, but at this time, not fighting was impossible. He could only take out his sword, his whole body surging with spiritual power. Although he looked stronger in cultivation, facing the large man holding the wolf tooth club and coldly laughing, he didn't have the slightest confidence.

Just at this moment, someone shouted "Stop!" A cultivator wearing the Dao Court Si Dao robe walked over. Mo Hua looked closely and it was unexpectedly Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan was usually idle, but at this time wearing the Dao Court Si Dao robe, he really looked somewhat majestic.

"This matter will be handled by the Dao Court." Zhang Lan had an official demeanor.

"Zhang Dian Si, this matter..."

Qian Zhongli wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhang Lan raising his hand, "I said, this matter will be handled by the Dao Court. Everyone unrelated, step back!"

Qian Zhongli didn't want to step back, and the large man looked fearless. For a time, the two were in a standoff.

Zhang Lan's gaze slightly condensed. He looked at the large man wearing the wolf skin, "It's not suitable to make a big fuss," then he said to Qian Zhongli, "Also, don't lose the family's face."

Qian Zhongli gritted his teeth and saluted: "Everything depends on Dian Si's decision!"

The large man also clasped his fists, then looked at Mo Hua and waved his hand, "Little brat, what are you looking at, hurry up and go!"

Mo Hua and the others wisely slipped away.

Da Zhu and the others had fought and were more or less injured. Mo Hua led them to find Mister Feng to treat their injuries. Qian Zhongli took the heavily injured Qian Xing away, not even glancing at the other Qian family disciples.

The large man coldly laughed at the situation and also leisurely walked away.

Before long, several Dao Court Si cultivators rushed over and cleaned up the scene under Zhang Lan's command.

Zhang Lan was originally loafing nearby. He only rushed over when he heard the explosion, just seeing Qian Zhongli and the large man confronting each other. As for exactly what happened, he wasn't clear either.

But good or bad, he was also a Dao Court Si Dian Si, and couldn't just do nothing. When it was time to put on a show, he still had to do it appropriately.

Zhang Lan carefully searched the scene, then looked at the spiritual ink on the ground and the array paper that was almost burned to ashes, murmuring: "Could it be an array?"

Who would use this kind of array?

Arrays are something that not every cultivator can learn, especially in a small place like Tong Xian City.

Zhang Lan thought of Mo Hua's curious little face that flashed past in the crowd just now.

He originally thought Mo Hua was just mixed in to watch the fun, but at this moment a somewhat absurd idea suddenly emerged, and Zhang Lan's eyelids involuntarily twitched.

"No way, this kid isn't that wicked, is he..."

There are still two chapters later.

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