Chapter 239: The Heavy Stick
Chapter 239: The Heavy Stick
"Are there any clans or sects that don't oppress solitary cultivators?"
"Of course, there are." Mo Shan explained, "Some clans uphold strict family rules, and some sects have stringent codes of conduct. They would never do anything out of line. Or perhaps their cultivation industries don't compete with solitary cultivators for resources, so they have no reason to mistreat low-level cultivators."
"However, these are still the minority. As long as you are weak, you will be oppressed; it's only a matter of time."
Mo Shan sighed again and continued, "We're still better off in Tongxian City. In some places, solitary cultivators lead much harder lives. Not to mention the higher-grade state boundaries, where the noble families and sects have been entrenched for tens of thousands of years. Those solitary cultivators who are oppressed by them will truly never see the light of day again..."
Mo Hua's heart grew heavy as he listened.
Seeing the dejected look on Mo Hua's face, Mo Shan patted him on the head and comforted him with a smile, "We just need to mind our own business. There's no point in worrying about these things. If you ever gain the ability to shake the heavens and the earth in the future, then you can consider dealing with these issues."
"En!" Mo Hua nodded.
"Also, your Uncle Ji. If there's anything he needs help with, try to lend a hand. Your Uncle Ji is a righteous and helpful person. When our family was in a difficult situation, he helped us a lot."
"I understand, Father."
Mo Shan had been busy with demon hunting for several days and only now had some free time. He prepared some gifts—wine, meat, pills, and some daily necessities—and paid a visit to Ji Qingbai.
Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai reminisced about the past. Before leaving, Mo Shan stuffed a bag of spirit stones into Ji Qingbai's hands and said, "Brother Ji, keep these for emergencies."
Ji Qingbai tried to refuse.
But Mo Shan insisted, "As brothers, we should support each other. When my family was in a difficult situation, you helped us. Don't refuse me now."
Ji Qingbai reluctantly accepted.
He had used up most of his savings during his journey from Qingxuan City.
Upon arriving in Tongxian City, he didn't want to impose on his acquaintances for too long, so he rented a small courtyard. It wasn't big or expensive, but it was enough for him to live in.
He then bought some miscellaneous items, and his already meager stash of spirit stones quickly dwindled.
The spirit stones that Mo Shan sent were like a timely rescue.
In the past, he wouldn't have accepted them, but now that he was short on funds, he could only accept them with gratitude.
Once his injury healed, he could go into the mountains with Ji Li to hunt demons and earn spirit stones to repay Mo Shan.
In the evening, Ji Qingbai and Ji Li were discussing their plans to hunt demons in the mountains when Fu Lan walked in from outside.
Her injuries had improved significantly over the past few days, and although she hadn't fully recovered, she could now move around.
Fu Lan also came from a solitary cultivator background and had endured hardships since she was young. So, she wanted to know if she could earn some spirit stones to ease their current predicament and not be too much of a burden on Uncle Ji and Ji Li.
Recalling Mo Hua's mention of Fu Shan Lou, which wasn't far away, she had gone to inquire and was now back.
"Your injury hasn't fully healed yet. Get some more rest," Ji Qingbai said with concern when he saw that her face was still a bit pale.
Ji Li helped her sit down and poured her a cup of tea.
Fu Lan's pale face flushed slightly.
Ji Qingbai's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a sense of relief inside.
After a while, he remembered to ask, "Did you go to Fu Shan Lou?"
Fu Lan nodded, "They agreed to take me in, and the monthly spirit stones they offer are quite a lot."
Ji Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
"But..." Fu Lan's expression turned puzzled.
"But what?"
"But they didn't want to take me in at first because I'm an outsider. Later, when I mentioned the name of that young brother, they agreed without hesitation," Fu Lan said.
Ji Qingbai was taken aback, "Mo Hua?"
Fu Lan nodded.
Ji Qingbai was surprised, "That kid Mo Hua has quite a reputation..."
Such a large restaurant actually listened to his opinion.
Moreover, he had also accidentally discovered that Mo Hua was a minor formation master, and many of the formations used by solitary cultivators were created by Mo Hua.
But he never expected that Mo Hua had already become a bona fide formation master.
Ji Qingbai said solemnly, "Regardless, we owe that young man a huge favor. We must find a way to properly repay him in the future. Especially with Mo Hua; we can't let anything happen to him."
A formation master among solitary cultivators, and with such a kind heart too—nothing must go wrong.
Ji Li and Fu Lan both nodded seriously.
Ji Qingbai's heart was finally at ease, and he sighed, "These past few days, I've walked around and observed Tongxian City. It's truly a unique place. If we can really settle down here, we'll be living a good life."
After a lifetime of toil, all he sought was a peaceful life, and now, after some twists and turns, he had found a place to call home.
Ji Qingbai glanced at Ji Li and Fu Lan once more, feeling relieved, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. "If you don't mind, why don't you two settle down here? Give me some time, and I'll arrange your wedding and you can become path companions."
The two froze for a moment, and their faces suddenly flushed. They glanced at each other shyly before lowering their heads.
As the night deepened, the small courtyard was bathed in a warm glow from the dim light, creating a cozy atmosphere.
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Two days later, Mo Hua was practicing dispelling formations at the restaurant.
He would first draw a replica formation and then dispel it himself.
In this way, he practiced the formation twice—drawing and dispelling it himself—though it did consume quite a bit of spiritual ink.
As Mo Hua was drawing, Da Zhu rushed over and told him that his wolf-toothless wolf-tooth club was ready.
Mo Hua's spirits were instantly lifted, and he put aside the unfinished formation and went with Da Zhu to the forge.
Master Chen handed Mo Hua an iron club. "It's done according to your specifications. There are no wolf teeth, and the formation slots are in place. The outside is wrapped in iron, making it very sturdy, and the inside is made of hard wood so it won't be too heavy."
"Thank you, Master Chen!"
Mo Hua happily took the iron club and examined it carefully.
The club was silver-white, with a tough outer skin. It was thicker than Mo Hua's two arms put together, and it felt heavy in his hands.
Mo Hua tested it and found it still a bit heavy, but that was his own problem, not an issue with the club.
Mo Hua was very satisfied with the iron club and praised, "It's perfect, as expected of Master Chen!"
Master Chen stroked his beard with delight.
Mo Hua took the opportunity to draw a first-grade formation on the iron club, naming it the Thousand Jun Formation.
The Thousand Jun Formation was an earth-attribute, first-grade formation of the Five Elements. When infused with spiritual power, the spiritual artifact bearing the formation would instantly become as heavy as a thousand jun (about 60,000 kilograms)
.
Of course, claiming it weighed a thousand jun was obviously an exaggeration.
Even Mo Hua didn't believe that himself.
Many cultivators tended to exaggerate when naming their techniques and formations, so one shouldn't take the name too literally.
Mo Hua didn't know the exact weight that the formation would achieve, and the weight would also vary depending on the amount of spiritual power infused.
However, it would definitely be very heavy, and that was more than enough for his purposes.
Mo Hua envisioned lifting the iron club, activating the formation, and having the club, empowered by the formation, instantly become as heavy as a thousand jun as it smashed down.
Even if he wasn't a body cultivator with a strong physique, this iron club would still pack a powerful punch.
It should be more than sufficient for picking off weakened enemies or delivering a sneaky blow.
The Thousand Jun Formation wasn't difficult, and Mo Hua mastered it in two nights.
The formation itself was also easy to draw, and Mo Hua completed it in half a day.
Mo Hua went to Da Heishan Mountain and found a large rock to test it out.
He first raised the iron club high, then infused it with spiritual power. The grayish-brown formation patterns flashed, and the club instantly slammed down with tremendous weight.
The rock was smashed to pieces, and Mo Hua's hand was numb from the impact.
Although his hand was numb, Mo Hua was very pleased.
He had already thought of a name for the iron club:
The Thousand Jun Club!
(End of Chapter)
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