Chapter 98: Thank You

Hearing Mo Shan say only five spirit stones, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but open his mouth, and then immediately said sincerely:“Brother Mo, how can I accept this? This... how about I give you another five?”

He wanted to give more, but he really didn’t have any spirit stones left.

He had quietly gone to Tong Xian City to inquire. For drawing an Iron Armor Array, those array masters usually charged fifty spirit stones. Some new array masters, unsure of their own level, only charged thirty spirit stones, which was already the absolute lowest.

Returning last night, he was uneasy for a long time, not knowing how much Mo Shan would charge. The result was that when he came to ask today, Mo Shan only wanted five spirit stones, which made him feel very uneasy.

Mo Shan patted his shoulder and said, “Keep the extra spirit stones. Go buy some good spirit ink. It’s all for your child, so don’t refuse.”

Zhou Cheng felt grateful and said nothing more.

In the afternoon, he took the time to buy gold stone spirit ink, and along with the vine armor, he personally delivered it to Mo Hua’s home. Mo Hua finished drawing the Iron Armor Array in less than an hour, and then gave the vine armor to Mo Shan.

This earned him five spirit stones and half a bottle of unused gold stone spirit ink.

Mo Hua felt this was a good deal.

“Should I tell others that I am already an array master, so they can come find me to draw arrays?”

Mo Hua thought for a bit, but still shook his head.

He was still young, and doing this was too ostentatious. He still remembered what Mr. Zhuang said: cultivators should conceal their abilities and bide their time. The rafter that sticks out first rots, and the pig that gets fat easily gets slaughtered. There were too many dangerous things in the cultivation world, and with Mo Hua’s current cultivation and experience, he simply couldn't defend against them.

Moreover, his array law standard was still far from sufficient; he still had many things about array law to learn. He couldn't be greedy for temporary profit and lose the original intention of seeking the Dao.

This matter was considered settled. The next day, the demon hunter who had asked Mo Hua to draw the array suddenly visited, followed by a simple and honest-looking young man.

“Da Ping, quickly thank your Uncle Mo and Mo ge er.”

The young man was not rude. He bowed and said, “Thank you, Uncle Mo! Thank you, Mo ge er!”

Mo Shan then introduced Mo Hua: “This is your Uncle Zhou, his name is Cheng. This is his youngest son, named Zhou Da Ping. He was the one who entrusted you to draw that array.”

“Hello, Uncle Zhou! Hello, Da Ping ge!”

“Good, good,” Zhou Cheng laughed repeatedly, “No need to be so polite, just call him Da Ping.”

Zhou Da Ping touched his head, “Just call me Da Ping.”

Zhou Cheng handed over a pile of things: some food and wine, vegetables, and fruits. These were fine, but the most precious item was a bottle of spirit ink.

Mo Hua had only received five spirit stones for drawing the array for him, and Zhou Cheng was already uneasy. Later, when he looked at the vine armor, the array patterns were meticulous, the brushwork was elegant, and it flashed with a faint golden color.

Although he didn't understand array law, the brushwork of this array was clearly very skillful at a glance; it couldn't have been drawn without great effort.

Zhou Cheng had originally thought that since Mo Hua was still young, the array he drew would just be barely usable. Now, upon seeing it, it was in no way inferior to those array masters in Tong Xian City who had been drawing arrays for twenty or thirty years.

Zhou Cheng also tested the effect of the vine armor, and it was much better than he expected. In an emergency, it might really save his son’s life.

At this point, he felt even more uneasy. He scraped together some more spirit stones and specifically bought some gifts to personally visit and thank them.

Mo Shan adamantly refused to accept them. “Keep these things for yourself. It’s not easy to earn some spirit stones.”

But no matter what Mo Shan said, Zhou Cheng was determined to give the gifts.

The two of them were at a stalemate like this, and it seemed they would get nowhere until evening.

Mo Hua had to say, “Dad, Uncle Zhou has a good heart. Just accept it. Later, if he needs any arrays drawn, he can just come find us.”

Zhou Cheng was overjoyed and said, “Mo ge er is right. Just don’t refuse.”

Mo Shan was helpless and could only accept them.

After that, when Zhou Da Ping went hunting demons in the mountains, he always wore the vine armor with the array drawn by Mo Hua. He was injured several times, but because the vine armor was sturdy, none of the injuries were serious.

When Zhou Cheng found out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he hadn’t wasted so much effort. The spirit stones saved on treating injuries alone were quite a lot, not to mention that if he really encountered danger, the array on the vine armor could truly save a life.

Their kind of loose cultivators lived difficult lives. They worked hard to raise their sons. If they lost their lives while hunting demons, they would truly cry without tears.

Zhou Cheng had been a demon hunter for so many years, and every year there were young cultivators who lost their lives while hunting demons.

Even these old hands could be buried in a demon’s belly if they weren’t careful, let alone those boys who had just started out?

Every time he thought of this, Zhou Cheng felt infinitely grateful to Mo Hua in his heart, but he was poor and couldn’t afford spirit stones, so he could only say some good words to express his intentions.

Thereafter, whenever he met people, he would praise Mo Hua, saying that although Mo Hua was young, his array law was well-drawn. After the vine armor had the array drawn on it, knives and guns couldn't penetrate it, and his son was no longer afraid to go hunting demons in the mountains.

His words were a bit exaggerated and a bit false, but everyone who liked to join in the fun loved to listen.

Some people didn’t believe in a little array master in his early teens, but of course, some people did.

Every few days, some people would invite Mo Shan to eat and drink, and then they would beat around the bush, asking if his son could really draw arrays, and if the vine armor with the array drawn on it was really impenetrable to knives and guns.

Mo Shan was helpless and could only explain, “It’s true that my son can draw arrays, but even with an array drawn on it, the vine armor can’t be completely impenetrable to knives and guns. It’s just a bit tougher than before.”

“I knew it! If it was really impenetrable to knives and guns, wouldn’t that be something else?”

“I’ve seen that vine armor. With the array drawn on it, it’s quite a bit harder, but it’s still a bit lacking in the end. It’s fine for the middle stage of Qi Refining, but it’s useless in the late stage of Qi Refining. It can’t withstand one claw from a first-grade late-stage demon beast.”

“Can it be used in the middle stage of Qi Refining?” someone asked.

“It can be used, and the effect is not bad. At least it can protect vital points.”

“Then I have to get one for my son. Every time he goes into the mountains, I worry. When I was young and went into the mountains, I wasn't this nervous. My skin and flesh are thick; I'm not afraid if a demon beast bites me. I'm just afraid those beasts will bite my son. If something bad happens, before my son can see me off, I’ll be burning paper for him first...” A big man laughed bitterly.

“In the end, it’s still something for the middle stage of Qi Refining; it’s not very useful...” Someone else said disdainfully.

“You don’t have a son, so of course it’s not very useful. I’m different; I have three sons! Mo Shan, we’ve been friends for so many years. You have to let your son draw several for me. Just draw three... no, six. I’ll keep a few as spares...”

“Right, me too.”

“Then I also want one...”

“You don’t have a son, what do you want one for?”

That person said unconvinced, “I don’t have one now, but can’t I have one in the future?”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. If he wants it, he wants it. Who knows, maybe he has several illegitimate children outside.”

“You turtle bastard, what are you talking about!”

Several people, drunk on wine, started fighting.

Mo Shan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Thank you Ze Yu An for the reward.

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