Mo Hua nodded, "Heaven Void oversees, Feather Transformation ascends to the sky, Golden Cores are everywhere, the Sect's inheritance is long-standing, aristocratic family geniuses are as nurous as clouds, with the sound of bells and feasting, extrely prosperous..."
Old Mr. Feng looked sowhat wistful, remaining silent for a long ti, finally sighing quietly:
"Pavilions and towers of aristocratic families, the sound of bells and grand feasts, yet the loose cultivators of this world... have no place to stand, no three als to fill their stomachs..."
The days in Tongxian City were slightly better.
But even counting every minute, the good tis in Tongxian City only lasted ten years or so.
Outside of Tongxian City, looking at the world, everything was still in ruins, without any change.
Prosperity cannot cover up decline.
Mo Hua's gaze deepened.
Old Mr. Feng looked at Mo Hua, sighed lightly, and said contentedly:
"You've grown up, and you understand many truths."
"I am rely a first-grade Pill Master, saving the injured cultivators of a city is my limit, but you... are different..."
Old Mr. Feng didn't say it explicitly, but his gaze was gentle, filled with deep anticipation.
Mo Hua seed thoughtful, then stood up, deeply bowing to Old Mr. Feng, "Grandpa Feng, Mo Hua will rember this."
...
After having tea and a chat with Old Mr. Feng, Mo Hua took his leave.
Returning ho, Mo Hua was still contemplating what Old Mr. Feng had said, thinking about Old Mr. Feng's lifeti actions, his heart, and the devotion of his life, feeling deeply moved.
Though only a first-grade, Old Mr. Feng had done imasurable deeds, accomplishing what many cultivators couldn't.
Sotis, a person's realm is not determined by their cultivation.
In the following days, Mo Hua cald down, quietly reflecting on certain issues.
He declined all visits that ca his way.
But that day, Elder Yu visited personally and handed Mo Hua an invitation card.
Mo Hua opened it and was sowhat surprised, "Canglang Sect?"
Elder Yu nodded, his voice heavy, "The Sect Leader of Canglang Sect wants to visit personally, this... is hard to decline."
Canglang Sect, located south of Tongxian City, near the Greedy Wolf Mountain Range, is a third-grade sect and the closest third-grade sect to Tongxian City.
But this "close" is relative.
The Canglang Sect and Tongxian City are separated by hundreds of li, with Big Black Mountain and Greedy Wolf Mountain Range in between, making the distance quite far. The rugged mountains and perilous roads ant there were hardly any interactions before.
Yet unexpectedly, the Sect Leader of Canglang Sect had personally co to Tongxian City, specifically to visit Mo Hua. The intention was unclear...
Elder Yu couldn't help but feel anxious.
But as a third-grade sect with a Golden Core Sect Leader, he, a second-grade elder in the Foundation Establishnt Realm, couldn't possibly refuse.
Mo Hua, however, remained calm, "It's fine, let him co."
Elder Yu looked at Mo Hua, nodded, and said, "Alright."
What is ant to co will co; a "strong dragon" passing through could not be avoided, and worrying was useless.
He just hoped it wasn't really soone "coming with ill intent"...
...
Three days later, a group of cultivators wearing wolf fur robes, with a sowhat unruly aura, entered Tongxian City.
They had co for Mo Hua.
The two parties t in a private room at Fulu Building.
Accompanying Mo Hua was only Elder Yu, but there were seven or eight Foundation Establishnt cultivators drinking in various private rooms of Fulu Building.
This arrangent was Elder Yu's precaution against any possible "ill intent."
Even though he knew in his heart that these seven or eight Foundation Establishnt cultivators were likely not a match for the party of the third-grade Golden Core Sect Leader of Canglang Sect, precautionary asures had to be in place.
Elder Yu was still worried about Mo Hua.
Although Mo Hua had a late-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation, he was still too young, just graduated from the sect, lacking experience in duels and combat, and would likely suffer in a real fight.
As the Monster Hunter Elder, he couldn't let Mo Hua, this "formation genius" and "hope of Tongxian City," suffer any harm, otherwise, he would be unforgivable.
They, the older generations, could risk their lives and die if need be, but Mo Hua could not. He had a bright future ahead.
Of course, Tongxian City had the Taoist Court, governed by Taoist Law, so it was unlikely Canglang Sect would really go to extres.
These were all just "in case" asures, the ultimate defense in the worst scenario.
This was also the best Elder Yu could do.
Elder Yu and Mo Hua waited in the private room.
Soon, footsteps could be heard, and several Canglang Sect cultivators, wearing wolf robes and surrounding a middle-aged man with a deanor of an eagle wolf, entered.
This middle-aged man, draped in wolf fur, with a ferocious wolf-head embroidered on his yellow robe, had a robust aura, a cold visage, naturally commanding respect and fear — clearly a person of power.
And he was the current Sect Leader of the third-grade Canglang Sect.
Feeling this aura and oppression, Elder Yu's gaze narrowed.
"Golden Core cultivator..."
This was the first ti in his life he had witnessed a Golden Core Realm Great Cultivator.
If it weren't for Mo Hua, it would be rare for a third-grade Golden Core Realm cultivator to appear in a second-grade Tongxian City.
Golden Core, already a "legendary" figure.
And Elder Yu quickly realized he had underestimated the strength of high-rank cultivators.
Previously, listening to Mo Hua talk about Heaven Void tearing through the sky, Feather Transformation sky-flying, and Golden Cores being everywhere, he unconsciously ignored the power of these "abundant everywhere" Golden Cores.
But facing a Golden Core directly, he suddenly realized the overwhelming might of a Golden Core.
Elder Yu's heart gradually sank to the bottom.
Should this Golden Core make a move, it could indeed easily slaughter himself and the seven or eight Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
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