Afterwards, whenever Daâhu and his two companions had free time, Mo Hua would accompany them into the mountains to hunt Monster Beasts using Trap Formations.
They would divide the Spirit Stones after killing the Monster Beasts, and Mo Hua could also extract Monster Blood.
While Daâhu and the others were happy, they were also somewhat worried and said to Mo Hua,
âIf we do this, only killing severely wounded Monster Beasts and not confronting them head-on, wonât our Taoist Skills get weaker and weaker?â
Mo Hua replied, âThis is called nurturing war through war. First, hunt Monster Beasts and earn Spirit Stones, then raise your Cultivation. Once your Cultivation is higher, it wonât be too late to consider head-on confrontations.â
Mo Hua looked at them and said, âWe are still young, and fighting with Monster Beasts is inherently disadvantageous for us. If we donât think of tactics, we can only end up dead.â
Daâhu and his companions nodded again and again in agreement.
So, the three followed the methods designed by Mo Hua for Monster Hunting, becoming more familiar and more in sync with time. When facing Monster Beasts, they no longer lost their composure due to fear as before.
However, after killing several Monster Beasts, something unexpected still happened.
One day, they surrounded a Fire Spitting Hound as tall as a man, with a red tongue and eyes.
After a dozen or so exchanges, the Fire Spitting Hound took a hit from Shuanghuâs blade but found an opening, a flash of its figure, and escaped from the encirclement of Daâhu and his companions.
This Fire Spitting Hound was at the pinnacle of the Monster Beasts Middle Phase and was close to the later phase, so the damage caused by the Earth Fire Formation was not as severe on it as it was on other Monster Beasts.
After escaping ten feet away, the Fire Spitting Hound glared with red eyes, seemingly committed to remembering Daâhu and his companions, and then turned to leave.
Halfway through, its nose twitched, and it suddenly noticed Mo Hua hiding behind some nearby rocks.
With Mo Huaâs Qi Refinement at the fifth layer, his Cultivation level was not high, and his Blood Qi was weak.
The eyes of the Fire Spitting Hound blazed with red light, and its fanged mouth exposed its dripping saliva, reeking of blood. It turned and charged straight towards Mo Hua.
Daâhu shouted urgently, âMo Hua, run!â
Mo Hua froze for a moment.
But the Fire Spitting Hound had already circled behind him, its gaping jaws biting down fiercely.
In the eyes of the Fire Spitting Hound there was a cruel and excited glint, yet when its jaws snapped shut, it tasted neither the sweet blood nor the delectable flesh it expected.
It had bitten empty air.
Mo Hua was already standing a dozen feet away, looking somewhat tense, but not in a panic.
The Fire Spitting Hound wore a puzzled expression as it couldnât understand how the young Cultivator had evaded its attack.
Daâhu and his companions let out a loud shout as they rushed over from afar.
The Fire Spitting Hound, with a scornful look in its eyes, leaped up and charged towards Mo Hua with even greater speed.
It was only a ten-foot distance, and it covered it in a flash.
Its claws lashed out at Mo Huaâs vitals, and in its eyes, the young Cultivator had nowhere to dodge.
However, Mo Hua drifted backward a step without any warning, his body light and composed, easily avoiding the swipe.
The Fire Spitting Hound was momentarily stunned while Mo Hua took the opportunity to retreat another thirty feet, his gaze calm and even a bit mocking.
This trace of mockery enraged the Fire Spitting Hound, its eyes flashed red, and its fur turned crimson until flames blazed around its body.
When the Fire Spitting Hound was truly enraged, its whole body would ignite with flames.
âNot good!â
Daâhu and his companions were halfway there when they saw this and were shocked.
The enraged Fire Spitting Hound, like a blaze, charged straight at Mo Hua with increased speed, and it was also suffused with raging demonic power.
This kind of flame, shaped by the Monster Beastsâ demonic power, could erode a Cultivatorâs flesh, burn a Cultivatorâs Spiritual Power, and even destroy a Cultivatorâs meridians. Once it entered the body, it was difficult to eradicate.
Mo Huaâs expression also became serious as he pushed his Divine Sense to the limit, perceiving the trajectory of the Fire Spitting Hound, while simultaneously stimulating his Spiritual Power, performing the Water Passing Step.
For every step the Fire Spitting Hound advanced, Mo Hua retreated one step.
With every attack the Fire Spitting Hound made, Mo Hua managed to escape by a whisker, his form flowing like water, ethereal and elusive.
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Daâhu and his companions watched with their hearts pounding and mouths agape.
What kind of movement technique was thisâ¦
Snapping back to reality, the three immediately moved towards Mo Hua.
After several failed attacks, and seeing that Daâhu and his companions were approaching, the Fire Spitting Hound pushed its demonic power to the extreme, causing the flames to burn even more fiercely on its body.
It stared at Mo Hua with fierce light blazing in its eyes.
In an instant, Mo Hua guessed that it was prepared to fight to the death.
As long as it killed him and devoured his flesh and blood to replenish its Blood Qi, it could continue to entangle with Daâhu and the others, or at the very least, retreat with ease.
Mo Huaâs gaze sharpened as he gathered the Fireball Technique between his fingers.
At this distance, it was enough for Mo Hua to cast the Fireball Technique, but he did not know how effective it would be against the Monster Beast.
However, before Mo Hua could release the Fireball Technique, a knife descended from the sky and pierced the Fire Spitting Hound, pinning it firmly to the ground.
The Fire Spitting Hound struggled a few times, and the flames on its body gradually dissipated. Finally, its breath ceased, but the ferocity remained in its eyes.
Mo Hua was shocked and, looking up, he saw Mo Shan standing alone on a distant rock, his face as still as water.
A chill settled in Mo Huaâs heart.
It was over, he had secretly entered the mountain, and his father had discovered it.
Mo Hua hadnât told his parents because he was afraid they would worry, and at the same time, he knew they would not agree with him entering Big Black Mountain.
Although Big Black Mountain was dangerous, one couldnât avoid it for a lifetime.
With thorough preparation and caution, Big Black Mountain was not a place of certain death.
Mo Hua knew that his parents would find out sooner or later, but he didnât expect to be discovered so soon.
His plan to hunt Monster Beasts in Big Black Mountain had only just begunâ¦
Mo Hua sighed, finally understanding the taste of âa venture failing before itâs halfway done.â
Mo Shan didnât say much, but his complexion clearly didnât look good.
Mo Hua felt apprehensive, and even Daâhu and the others didnât dare to breathe too loudly.
After they had dealt with the Fire Spitting Hound, Mo Shan asked Daâhu and the others to go back home first.
âUncle Mo, donât blame Mo Hua. It was usâ¦â Shuanghu said weakly.
âAlright, you boys go home,â Mo Shan said softly.
No one knows a child better than their parents.
Although Mo Hua was young, he was intelligent and resolute.
Even though Daâhu and the others were older, when they played together, the one to make the decisions was certainly Mo Hua. Going into the mountains to hunt Monster Beasts, there was no need to think; it must have been Mo Hua who convinced them.
Mo Shan sighed. He wanted to scold Mo Hua, but he didnât know what to say.
After the father and son returned home, they ate their meal in silence.
Mo Shanâs face was stern, and he said nothing. Mo Hua also kept his eyes and nose toward his own bowl, eating obediently.
Liu Ruhua looked at Mo Shan with a puzzled expression and then curiously at Mo Hua.
After the meal, just as Mo Shan was about to speak, Liu Ruhua said, âHuar, go back to your room and read your books.â
Mo Shanâs words got stuck in his throat, and he paused for a moment.
Mo Hua felt relieved and, with a grateful glance at his mother, quickly slipped back to his room.
Then Liu Ruhua asked, âWhat happened?â
Mo Shan sighed and told her about encountering Mo Hua in Big Black Mountain.
Liu Ruhua was startled, âHuar is so bold!â
âYes, with Big Black Mountain being so dangerous, if something were to have happened to himâ¦â
Mo Shan frowned and spoke, his expression filled with retrospective fear.
âSo what do you plan to do about it?â she asked.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shan said:
âFrom what I could see at a distance, Huar didnât enter Big Black Mountain out of curiosity or for fun. It seems he had a real plan. And the way he went about Monster Hunting, he was very systematicâsetting up Trap Formations, leaving the finishing work to Daâhu and the othersâit was all meticulously planned, even more thorough and cautious than some experienced Monster Huntersâ¦â
âBut in a place like Big Black Mountain, itâs not the fear of one in a million chances, but the fear of that one chance that could happen. No one knows what dangers one might encounterâ¦â
Mo Shan continued, his tone firm, âI wonât blame him this time, but he absolutely cannot go to Big Black Mountain again!â
Liu Ruhua thought for a moment, sighed, held Mo Shanâs hand, and said softly:
âYou must know that we, as parents, canât accompany Huar for a lifetime.â