Chapter 283: Feeding the Pigs
Chapter 283: Feeding the Pigs
Scarface fought decisively, but Mo Hua watched with a headache.
Although a spiritual cultivator like Ling Xiu was at a disadvantage in close combat, he should have been more cautious.
But this pale-faced man was just too incompetent.
How could he not sense Scarface's obvious murderous intent? What a shame that as an evil cultivator, he was more naive than a child.
Mo Hua sighed.
His original plan had been to lure the two of them into a fight over the storage bag, so he could swoop in and take advantage of their conflict.
Even if they didn't destroy each other, they would at least inflict mutual damage.
Then he could easily finish them off and collect the spoils.
But he never expected the pale-faced man to be so useless, allowing Scarface to easily get close and kill him.
"How careless," Mo Hua couldn't help but criticize in his mind. "What kind of spiritual cultivator has such low alertness?"
After killing the pale-faced man, Scarface retrieved the book on supplementary cultivation techniques from his arms. He then threw the body back into the house, spat disdainfully, and left.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up. Was Scarface so consumed by his evil ways that he had forgotten to take the pale-faced man's storage bag?
"If you won't take it, then I won't be polite."
Mo Hua sneaked into the house and pocketed the storage bag.
Within it was the secret manual for the Fireball Technique, which he had been longing for.
With this manual, his Fireball Technique might reach new heights.
This turn of events wasn't so bad after all.
After keeping the storage bag, Mo Hua climbed back up onto the roof.
Sure enough, after a while, Scarface returned. He searched the pale-faced man's body but couldn't find the storage bag.
"Did I remember wrong? He definitely had it on him..." Scarface frowned, deep in thought. Then, feeling annoyed, he said, "Forget it, there probably wasn't anything good in it anyway."
He turned and searched the rest of the house, taking some spirit stones and artifacts before leaving, leaving the pale-faced man's body lying stiffly on the ground.
Seeing this, Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh. "What's the point of being an evil cultivator? You die and no one even bothers to collect your body."
However, this was the consequence of the pale-faced man's own actions, and Mo Hua felt no sympathy.
"This Scarface is really hard to kill," Mo Hua thought again.
He had plotted against him twice, yet Scarface remained unscathed. Indeed, he was an experienced evil cultivator.
Mo Hua wasn't confident that he could defeat him in a head-on confrontation.
Sitting cross-legged on the roof, Mo Hua pondered for a while before suddenly remembering Kong Sheng.
Kong Sheng was also someone he needed to deal with eventually.
After some thought, Mo Hua concealed himself and made his way to the room where Kong Sheng was being held captive.
Kong Sheng was still acting like a madman, occasionally flying into a rage and shouting about killing people.
Mo Hua sat on the roof, patiently waiting for Scarface to pass by on his night watch duty.
The paths in the Black Mountain Fortress intersected in a complex network, but they also converged at certain points.
Scarface, now tasked with the night watch alone after killing the pale-faced man, would definitely pass through one of these intersections.
As night fell, Mo Hua waited, sensing with his spiritual awareness. Sure enough, in the distance, he detected Scarface's approaching figure.
He had no idea if there were any fortress rules or if Scarface would be punished for killing the pale-faced man. But that wasn't something to worry about right now.
Concealing himself, Mo Hua entered the room where Kong Sheng was being held.
Kong Sheng glared with venomous eyes, plotting something as he muttered, "I'll kill all of you sooner or later..."
Mo Hua quietly approached from behind, raised the Thousand-catty Stick, and activated an array, striking Kong Sheng with a stunning blow.
Kong Sheng, only at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement and with weak cultivation, immediately fell unconscious.
Mo Hua then released the array on the door, opened the iron gate, and took out a Flaming Charm. He tied the charm to Kong Sheng's wrist with a thin rope and hid it in his sleeve.
This Flaming Charm was one of three taken from the Qian Family cultivators. Mo Hua had used one before, and now he had two left.
As Scarface drew closer, Mo Hua made his final preparations. He slapped Kong Sheng awake, then concealed himself once more.
Kong Sheng woke up groggily, his head and face aching. He tried to curse, "Who the he-..."
But before he could finish, he paused, noticing that the iron gate was open.
"What's going on?"
"He must have given the jade pendant to his father, and now his father has come with the Kong family cultivators to rescue him!"
But why did they knock me out?
However, the situation was urgent, and he had no time to dwell on these details. The most important thing was that he could escape.
Kong Sheng's heart filled with wild joy.
He quickly got up and rushed towards the door.
He had endured enough of this miserable place and longed to leave. He was tired of the unappetizing meals, the cold stares, and the ridicule from the evil cultivators.
Once he escaped, he would return to being the young master of the Kong family in Qingxuan City, where he could do as he pleased without fear of repercussions.
He could finally take revenge on the Ji family father and son, as well as that despicable Fu Lan! The more Kong Sheng thought about it, the more excited he became. But just as he reached the door, a towering figure with a terrifying scar on his face blocked his path.
It was Scarface.
Scarface's smile was sinister as he asked, "Trying to escape?"
Kong Sheng's limbs turned weak at the sight of Scarface's malevolent smile and the chilling murderous intent emanating from him. He stammered, "I... I wasn't."
Scarface scanned the surroundings and asked, "Who opened the iron door for you?"
"I... I don't know," Kong Sheng replied.
Scarface let out a cold laugh. "Someone must have told you that any captive who dares to escape from Black Mountain Fortress will surely die."
Kong Sheng was filled with fear, and he quickly waved his hands in denial. "I wasn't trying to escape..."
However, his heart was racing as he wondered, "Why hasn't my father come yet? If he were here, he could kill all these beasts!"
But Kong Sheng failed to notice that as he waved his hands, the talisman hidden in his sleeve was briefly exposed.
In his panic, Kong Sheng paid no attention to it, but Scarface did not miss this detail.
The talisman seemed to be of high quality, and for the young master of the Kong family to hide it in his sleeve, he must have been pretending to be afraid to lower Scarface's guard and find an opportunity to strike.
Scarface flew into a rage. "You dare to scheme against me, you little brat?"
He moved swiftly, closing the distance between them, and his sword flashed like lightning as he slashed Kong Sheng down.
Kong Sheng, who had always been pampered and used to bullying others with his family's power, had no chance to fight back. He died at Scarface's hands, having only cultivated to the seventh layer of Qi Refinement.
After a while, an elderly evil cultivator approached and scolded Scarface, "What madness has gotten into you? Killing one person during the day isn't enough, so you had to kill the hostage too?"
Scarface bowed his head and cupped his fists. "He was trying to escape."
The elderly cultivator coldly humphed, "Don't make excuses. This time, you've committed a major offense. From now on, you'll be guarding the night alone. If anything goes wrong, you'll be held responsible!"
Scarface could only agree.
Mo Hua sighed.
He hadn't expected the punishment for evil cultivators in Black Mountain Fortress to be so light.
Scarface had killed the pale-faced man and now Kong Sheng, yet he only received a reprimand and was assigned to guard duty alone. There seemed to be no other consequences for his actions.
Mo Hua had hoped that Scarface would be heavily punished or severely injured, making it easier for him to take Scarface's life.
He still remembered the female cultivator's tragic state in the darkness of the night.
Scarface had to pay for his crimes.
However, it seemed that he might not be able to kill Scarface in the short term.
After causing the deaths of two people, Scarface had left behind too many clues—the white-faced man's storage bag, the opened iron door in Kong Sheng's room, and the talisman in his sleeve.
Someone with a keen eye would be able to piece together the evidence and suspect that someone was manipulating events from the shadows.
It was time to leave Black Mountain Fortress.
Indeed, Scarface spoke to the elderly cultivator, "The iron door to Kong Sheng's room was left open. I don't know who released him."
The elderly cultivator frowned.
The two of them discussed the matter for a while but found no leads, so they temporarily dropped the issue.
However, Mo Hua knew that they must have grown suspicious.
When something abnormal happens, there must be a demon at play.
The fact that Mo Hua had managed to remain hidden with his stealth technique up to this point was already impressive.
"Should I go home now? My parents must be worried," Mo Hua thought to himself.
Just then, he heard the elderly cultivator say something to Scarface:
"Take this young master of the Kong family and feed him to the pigs."
(End of Chapter)
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