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He once had a “Qi Refining Technique Compilation,” which recorded some common Qi Refinement spells, but it did not contain the Water Prison Technique.

This spell, Diao Laosi had kept it very secret, and it was probably as rare as the Concealment Technique.

Mo Hua asked Diao Laosi, “What is the Water Prison Technique?”

Diao Laosi said, “I don’t know.”

Mo Hua looked at him indifferently, his gaze somewhat unfriendly.

Seeing this, Diao Laosi felt a chill at the bottom of his heart, fearing that Mo Hua would find ways to torment him without a word, so he hastily said, “I really don’t know.”

“How did this spell come into your possession, then?”

Diao Laosi said, “Years ago, I accidentally killed a severely injured cultivator from the Water Movement Sect, took his storage bag, and found these two spells inside, one was the Concealment Technique, and the other was this Water Prison Technique.”

“Water Movement Sect?”

“Yes, a relatively low-profile sect within the Black Mountain State Boundary, not many members, but with a long heritage.”

Mo Hua nodded, “Then what?”

Diao Laosi said, “I have a single-series Water Spirit Root, which suits this Concealment Technique, and I thought it was my opportunity, so I learned the Concealment Technique, changed locations, engaged in some trade, seeking a way to make a living…”

Yu Chengyi kicked him and spat, “What trade? The trade of lives, more like it!”

Diao Laosi was anger but did not dare to speak.

Mo Hua asked again, “So you learned the Concealment Technique, but didn’t you learn the Water Prison Technique?”

“I couldn’t learn it,” Diao Laosi sighed, “The Water Prison Technique is very difficult to learn. Spiritual power is hard to control when casting, it is not easy to hit the target after it is cast, and it can only trap people, with no real power. I felt it was quite useless, so I didn’t bother learning it.”

“And as a Body Cultivator, I don’t rely on spells for a living. Although this spell is rare, it’s useless to me, so I could only hold onto it temporarily, waiting to trade it for other Martial Dao techniques.”

“But this spell is too obscure, to this day I couldn’t trade it…”

Diao Laosi spilled it all out, like counting beans, telling everything.

Mo Hua roughly understood and questioned Diao Laosi further, “The two sin cultivators who ran away, one with a single eye and one bald, who is your boss?”

Diao Laosi didn’t want to say, but he had to, “The bald one…”

“What’s his name?”

Diao Laosi shook his head, “I don’t know his real name, we call him ‘Brother’ to his face, and other cultivators on the street call him ‘Bald Tuo’.”

“Bald Tuo?”

Mo Hua nodded, the name was quite fitting and easy to remember.

“How many bosses do you actually have?” Mo Hua asked again.

“Currently, there’s only him…”

“Currently?”

“Being the boss is done by rotation, when one boss dies or is captured, another takes over. As long as you’ve been around long enough, anyone has the chance to become the boss…” Diao Laosi spoke quietly.

“Truly as they say, ‘shallow waters are noisy with many frogs, and there’s a ‘boss’ at every turn’…” Mo Hua muttered.

After the interrogation was over, Mo Hua collected the two spell books and returned the storage bag to Yu Chengyi.

Yu Chengyi thus tacitly acknowledged the two spell books as Mo Hua’s property, since in the Monster Hunter, there weren’t many Spiritual Cultivators. Even if Mo Hua didn’t ask for them, he would still have given them to him.

Afterward, the Monster Hunters escorted all the sin cultivators down the mountain and sent them to Elder Yu.

These sin cultivators were interrogated one by one, suffered a bit, gave some information, and then were sent to the Taoist Court.

Yu Chengyi personally escorted them, explained the situation, completed some formalities, and imprisoned these sin cultivators in the Taoist Prison.

Two hours later, Yu Chengyi returned, only to find Mo Hua sitting in the living room, drinking tea with Elder Yu.

Elder Yu looked up and saw Yu Chengyi, asking,

“Is everything taken care of?”

Yu Chengyi nodded, “Everything is taken care of, and I’ve told the Court Leader everything; he was very pleased.”

Elder Yu laughed, “That old fellow, gaining merit for nothing, why wouldn’t he be pleased.”

“Will those sin cultivators be sentenced to death?” Mo Hua, holding his teacup, asked curiously.

“Murder and looting, and most of them have a criminal record, by the law, they all deserve capital punishment. Even if they don’t die, being locked up in the dark Taoist Prison until death isn’t much different from a death sentence,” Yu Chengyi said.

“That’s good, prevents them from coming out and harming others again,” Mo Hua felt relieved.

Yu Chengyi took a seat next to Mo Hua, who poured him a cup of tea and recalled another matter, asking,

“That blind cultivator said that they were paid with spirit stones by the Kong Family to kill Uncle Ji and Brother Ji. Can the Taoist Court handle this matter?”

Yu Chengyi shook his head, “Words alone are no proof; the Taoist Court cannot convict without evidence. Moreover, the Kong Family is a clan from Qingxuan City; the Taoist Court in Tongxian City can only hold them accountable, not directly intervene.

The Taoist Court in Qingxuan City has been bought by the clans, and they certainly won’t charge the Kong Family with the crime.

Even if there was evidence, I guess it would end up amounting to nothing in the end.

Mo Hua felt somewhat disappointed.

Yu Chengyi then explained the origins of these sin cultivators and the cause of the events.

Most of these sin cultivators were cultivators from the Black Mountain State Boundary, with different identities; some from families, some from sects, others were loose cultivators.

Most of them had blood on their hands, were wanted by the Taoist Court, and were fleeing everywhere.

As Tongxian City gradually prospered and more cultivators traveled from south to north, they gathered on Big Black Mountain, killing and looting, robbing spirit stones.

Or they kidnapped cultivators to demand ransom, or simply murdered and looted, leaving bodies in the wilderness for the monster beasts to consume.

Ji Qingbai and his son, along with Fu Lan, fled Qingxuan City, and when the Kong Family’s cultivators failed to kill them, they encountered this group of sin cultivators on the way and directly paid them with spirit stones to continue the pursuit.

According to the Young Master of the Kong Family, Ji Qingbai and his son had beaten him, and he wanted their lives.

Fu Lan had defied him, so he wanted her to become his slave.

After the deed was done, the sin cultivators would receive a thousand spirit stones.

Elder Yu couldn’t help but curse, “That little beast, he won’t die a good death!”

Yu Chengyi also felt indignant and continued,

“We’ve also had some conflicts with these sin cultivators; they’ve been eyeing us for a long time. Fortunately, a dense fog suddenly arose today, and the Monster Hunters became separated. They found their chance and made a move.”

“It’s a pity we didn’t catch them all; two got away,” Mo Hua frowned.

Yu Chengyi said, “It’s already not bad. With fewer people, they won’t be able to cause much trouble for a while. They probably won’t be able to stir up any disturbances soon.”

“Can we catch them?”

“I’ve already alerted the Monster Hunters, but Inner Mountain is quite vast, it won’t be easy to catch them quickly.”

“Alright then,” Mo Hua nodded.

However, Mo Hua remembered that bald man and thought to himself that next time they met, he would not let him escape.

“By the way,” Yu Chengyi said to Mo Hua, “the Taoist Court offers a reward for capturing sin cultivators. I’ll send it over to you in a few days once it’s issued.”

“Does everyone get one?” Mo Hua asked.

Yu Chengyi nodded, “Everyone does.”

Mo Hua smiled, “Thank you, Uncle Yu!”

After chatting for a while longer and drinking some tea, Mo Hua stood up to leave.

Then Mo Hua went to see Old Mr. Feng, checking on Ji Li.

Ji Li had been safely brought back, and Old Mr. Feng applied acupuncture, fed him pills, and used his Wood series spiritual power to unblock his meridians, so his life was no longer in danger.

He was still unconscious for the time being, but after some good rest and care, he would be able to recover.

Fu Lan’s eyes were red as she stayed by Ji Li’s side.

Ji Qingbai’s expression was grave, but he also felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

Being alive was better than anything else…

Seeing that Ji Li was not in grave danger, Mo Hua also felt relieved.

Old Mr. Feng saw Mo Hua and was very gratified, praising him,

“The pills I gave you were well used; otherwise, it would not have been so easy to save Ji Li’s life.”

Fu Lan stood up and sincerely made a deep bow to Mo Hua.

Ji Qingbai also looked at Mo Hua and clasped his hands, saying, “I cannot thank you enough for such a great favor!”

They were being far too formal, and Mo Hua felt somewhat embarrassed. He scratched his head and said with a smile,

“Then you’ll have to invite me to the wedding celebration!”

At these words, Ji Qingbai was momentarily stunned, then felt relieved and laughed, “Certainly!”