Chapter 936

Guo Jiang Long's scalp went numb, and he gritted his teeth:

"If I don't deliver it, I might not die, but if I do, I will definitely die."

Mo Hua said coldly: "If you don't deliver it, you'll definitely die anyway... You're useless now anyway. I'll tie you up, poke a few blood holes in you, and throw you into the Yan-Shui River to feed the water demons."

"If you go deliver the elixir, at least you won't die right now."

Guo Jiang Long felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that this young master, who looked kind but was evil at heart, was not joking with him.

This young master was ruthless; if he said he would kill him, he definitely wouldn't be soft-hearted.

Guo Jiang Long struggled in his heart for a long time before saying:

"Fine, I'll go deliver it! But I..."

Guo Jiang Long looked back once, then silently boarded the small boat.

"Gu family..."

Guo Jiang Long nodded.

At the opposite table sat four cultivators. Their attire looked relatively low-key, but their clothes, sachets, and jade ornaments were all extremely luxurious.

The sword cultivator in the water-blue Daoist robe frowned slightly.

A third-grade prefecture was already beyond their cultivation range. If any accident happened, they might not be able to guarantee Mo Hua's safety.

Outside the courtyard, there were also a few tables scattered about, though much simpler.

That person nodded and said: "Follow me."

Young Master Jin was suppressed by the blade light and gritted his teeth:

"Fine!"

Young Master Jin's expression twisted, looking somewhat ugly.

Young Master Jin was stunned for a moment, then laughed instead of getting angry, "Are you serious?"

"What kind of rats? Hiding your heads and showing your tails!"

"You should surrender early to avoid suffering."

If the opponent's cultivation was high and they couldn't beat them, then it was simply used to fish, to see what kind of "fish" would take this "bait".

The blue-robed sword cultivator looked at Mo Hua and said lightly:

Guo Jiang Long shook his head, "No."

Not knowing how long they had been drifting or where they had drifted to, Mo Hua suddenly froze. He sensed his surroundings and his face sank:

"A third-grade prefecture!"

Gu An and Gu Quan looked angry, not having said anything yet.

"Fine, fine, aren't you trying to get me to admit it? I'll tell you today, you're right!"

Gu An and Gu Quan hadn't even noticed him before.

Young Master Jin's expression froze.

With just a light sword light, a trench several feet wide was carved into the ground.

And Mo Hua recognized one of them.

Mo Hua frowned, "Will we encounter other cultivators on the way?"

The sword cultivator in the water-blue Daoist robe flickered his eyes and whispered: "Better not create extra trouble..."

However, he didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction.

Moreover, he also learned the Gu family's Twin Chain Blade Technique. Although it couldn't compare to the Duanjin Sword Art, with the support of his deep cultivation, it wasn't too inferior.

The boat was small, made of wood, and could only hold four or five people.

Outside the tavern, a cultivator wearing coarse clothes and a bamboo hat slowly stood up.

On the contrary, Young Master Jin's face turned pale from the blade's momentum.

Gu An closed in and struck with another blade.

The tavern was open-air and spacious.

Just as the sword light approached within a yard of Mo Hua, a colorful, brilliant light suddenly rose. Wind blades grew in pairs, forming a barrier like the feathers of a peacock—exquisite and gorgeous—protecting Mo Hua in the middle.

The blade edge met the sword ray, and the blood energy and sword energy vibrated, shattering a square table into pieces.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and said: "We're going too."

Young Master Jin was instantly enraged.

But the few people on the boat were all a bit uneasy in their hearts, all raising their spirits to the highest level, fully on guard against something.

The sword move was interrupted, and the spiritual power was in chaos.

Guo Jiang Long looked back slightly, then said in a rough voice: "Give me the spirit stones first, then I'll give you the fish."

The blue-robed sword cultivator's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but look outside the courtyard.

Both sides stopped briefly. Young Master Jin stood still, his gaze scanning Gu An and Gu Quan, and he said coldly:

To avoid suspicion, the Spirit-Binding Lock on Guo Jiang Long had been removed, his clothes had been changed to ordinary fisherman's attire, and no other restrictive measures had been applied, making everything look normal.

Beside Young Master Jin, someone said: "Those two brothers practice the Gu family's Chain Blade Technique. This brat must be from the Gu family..."

"Golden Core sword energy—killing you will only take an instant, it won't be too painful."

Mo Hua didn't answer.

Guo Jiang Long led the way in front.

Young Master Jin sneered, pointed his fingers to condense a golden sword light, and killed toward Gu An.

The water-blue sword energy was like a real spirit sword, drawing a dazzling water light, aiming straight for Mo Hua's heart.

"Brother An, Brother Quan, he admitted it himself. Break his limbs and take him back to the Dao Court Division."

Several disciples in gorgeous clothes around them sneered one after another, then condensed golden sword lights. It looked like most of them were disciples of the Duanjin Sect.

Guo Jiang Long looked panicked, "I... I don't know anything..."

Guo Jiang Long hurriedly explained: "Every time I board the small boat, I let it drift on the river. In less than an hour, it takes me to the destination."

Just then, a tall Duanjin Sect disciple said to Young Master Jin: "You guys stall them, I'll urge the sword art, let's finish this quickly!"

Around the hour of the Dog (7-9 PM), a small, lonely, abandoned pier indeed saw a small boat drifting from afar.

"Is it you, this little brat? Or the Dao Court Division, which is like a running dog, fed full of oil by the aristocratic families?"

Master She felt bitter in his heart.

The sword light couldn't break the feathers woven by the wind blades and dissipated on its own.

They didn't care, but Young Master Mo couldn't afford any mishaps.

Looking here, there were actually signs of human life; it didn't seem to be a remote place.

"Let's take a look first..."

Mo Hua looked calm, his gaze indifferent.

"So what if I sold cultivators, killed some lowly seeds, and refined human pills?"

Mo Hua picked one out from Master She's storage bag and threw it to Guo Jiang Long. Inside were the evil "human pills" that Master She had refined before.

Gu An and Gu Quan brothers joined forces, performing the Gu family's Twin Chain Blade Technique, and started fighting with Young Master Jin's group.

One aimed at the head, one at the heart, and one straight for his energy center.

"Deliver it where?" Mo Hua asked.

Young Master Jin was noncommittal. After a while, he sighed leisurely:

"I let you sell fish properly to ensure your cultivation is worry-free, so why did you attract a few flies for me?"

Mo Hua pointed his finger lightly, and three fireballs whistled out one after another.

Gu An and Gu Quan were shocked by this sword intent, their faces turning pale.

Guo Jiang Long gave a number.

Young Master Jin didn't have time to condense sword energy and could only withdraw.

Master She looked at his nose and heart, being very dutiful.

Gu An whispered: "Young Master Mo, should we go back?"

Mo Hua frowned.

Mo Hua was a formation master and had seen the Heavenly Dao Great Array with his own eyes, so he was more sensitive to the aura of the prefecture. At this moment, he clearly felt that the surrounding aura had become profound, and his own cultivation and spiritual power had become much smaller.

Guo Jiang Long sat at the ferry crossing waiting, while Mo Hua and the three others watched from behind.

This meant to tell him to be honest, keep his mouth shut, and not cut off his own path to survival.

"Even if I admit it, what can you do to me?"

That person said dissatisfiedly: "Check if the fish is fresh first, then give you the spirit stones?"

Then the Duanjin Sect members crossed their bodies, and their offensive changed.

But Mo Hua silently stuffed a Li-Fire formation disk into his arms.

Guo Jiang Long hesitated slightly, then jumped ashore from the boat, followed behind that person, and walked straight toward a tavern nearby.

Mo Hua said.

These human pills were used to fish.

Gu An said in a deep voice: "We are from the Gu family!"

"But the destination is different every time, and I don't know where it is..."

Surrounded by bamboo fences, tables were set up in the courtyard for passing cultivators to rest and drink.

Gu An and Gu Quan each held their blades, their blood energy boiling, wanting to use all their strength to take down Young Master Jin's group.

Mo Hua shook his head slightly.

Guo Jiang Long bowed: "I'm glad Young Master Jin likes it."

They didn't have the guts to watch such a real blade fight.

Gu An and Gu Quan felt uneasy, but could only nod.

Young Master Jin then said with a ferocious expression: "No, kill them! They must die, especially that little brat who speaks without restraint!"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said: "Then you lead the way."

"But so what?"

Mo Hua just wanted to know who the so-called "Young Master" or "Young Masters" were; he didn't necessarily have to take action.

Mo Hua's expression turned cold, "Don't negotiate with me. You go deliver the pills, and I'll let you enter the Dao Prison alive. If you don't, you'll go to the underworld right now."

But Mo Hua was a bit unwilling.

Arriving at the ferry crossing, someone was waiting early. Seeing Guo Jiang Long, he opened his mouth and asked:

Before Young Master Jin finished speaking, Mo Hua immediately knew his tracks were exposed and decided decisively:

However, I don't know if he forgot in his urgency or felt his sword technique was skilled enough that he didn't need to do anything extra, but he didn't cast the Golden Body Technique beforehand or activate a Golden Body Talisman.

The tall Duanjin Sect disciple retreated to the back, using the cover of the others to pinch the sword art, control the golden sword, and condense the sword light.

Mo Hua shook his head.

Guo Jiang Long tucked the formation disk into his arms, not daring to have any second thoughts, and honestly led Mo Hua and the three others to a remote and long-abandoned ferry crossing downstream of the Yan-Shui River.

"Who's going to manage me?!"

Guo Jiang Long said: "I'll go with you, so you don't say my fish isn't fresh behind my back."

Gu An and Gu Quan also felt a chill in their hearts.

He frowned and asked: "Little brat, what's your status? I should have... never seen you before, right?"

If the Duanjin Sect's Duanjin Sword Art was really used by this person, the situation would be a bit tricky.

"Selling cultivators, harming lives, violating prohibitions, privately refining human pills... every one of these is a serious crime!"

Everyone would step on his head!

The Young Masters would also feel that he had disgraced their status and was no longer worthy of working for them in the future.

Mo Hua frowned, his expression gradually turning icy.

In the tavern courtyard, Guo Jiang Long was standing respectfully at this time.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, but seeing Guo Jiang Long stop there, he asked: "And then?"

Young Master Jin didn't deny it, took out the medicine bottle after a while, sniffed it at the tip of his nose, and nodded:

"Be careful," Mo Hua exhorted.

Then, without waiting for Gu An and Gu Quan to react, the blue-robed sword cultivator pointed his fingers, and sword energy broke through the air.

Therefore, despite being outnumbered, Gu An and Gu Quan did not fall behind.

Gu An and Gu Quan looked serious, pushing their blade momentum to the limit, silently protecting Mo Hua behind them.

Gu An instantly broke his invisibility and slashed at Young Master Jin.

The tall Duanjin Sect disciple was concentrating on controlling his sword with all his might and had no defense at all, so he was hit in three painful vital points by the three fireballs.

A trace of displeasure appeared in the blue-robed sword cultivator's eyes, but he didn't go against Young Master Jin's wishes.

This sword's spiritual power was condensed, and its power was terrifying.

They waited until the sun set behind the mountains, dusk arrived, and the night deepened.

But Gu An's blade still brushed past his cheek, sliding from top to bottom, cutting off a few strands of hair.

But Gu An didn't retreat in the slightest. He was at the late Foundation Establishment stage, and his cultivation was higher than Young Master Jin's.

"I don't care if your surname is Jin or Yin, you have already violated the Dao Law..."

"Do you think I'm the same kind of 'person' as those lowly cultivators who are subject to the Dao Law?"

"At the hour of the Dog (7-9 PM) at night, an unmanned small boat will pass by the ferry crossing..."

"Where is the fish you caught?"

Going back... actually, that works too.

The three of them stayed invisible and quietly boarded the boat.

Guo Jiang Long placed the storage bag containing the "human pills" on the table.

Guo Jiang Long's face turned pale. With no other choice, he could only nod in agreement.

Mo Hua said righteously: "So you admit it? You admit to selling cultivators, harming lives, and privately refining human pills?"

The great battle was about to break out, and the tavern instantly fell into chaos.

A Golden Core sword cultivator?!

Behind Young Master Jin, a person slowly walked out, wearing a water-blue Daoist robe, with fair features and a deep aura.

"There's someone else!"

Then everyone set off.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you mute now? The Dao Court Division can't hold you? Your face is bigger than your ass?"

Guo Jiang Long sighed and said:

"Downstream of the Yan-Shui River, there is a small ferry crossing. Although it is a ferry crossing, it has been abandoned for many years and is rarely visited..."

"And then," Guo Jiang Long smiled bitterly, "I don't know anymore..."

"Kill!" Young Master Jin said with eyes full of wantonness, "I will bear all the consequences!"

"Attack together!"

A trace of extremely condensed, solid Golden Core water-type spiritual power gathered at his fingertips, condensing into a sharp sword energy.

If someone mocks you, you chop them up and throw them into the river to feed the water demons; from then on, no one will dare to look down on you.

Mo Hua was noncommittal. He pondered for a moment, then started to look righteous, questioning Young Master Jin:

But just as they took a step, a sword energy shaped like water, condensed and crystal clear, suddenly appeared and slashed in front of them.

But if, on the contrary, someone mocks you and you stay silent without any reaction, everyone will despise you.

"Yes." Gu An and Gu Quan responded in deep voices.

The few of them didn't speak, and the surroundings were quiet, with only the river water flowing with a splashing sound.

After the two had walked a bit further, Mo Hua and Gu An and Gu Quan went ashore, following them from a distance until they reached the tavern.

The Duanjin Sect disciple who cast the sword art spat out blood.

Young Master Jin also seemed to realize that he was no match for Gu An.

Mo Hua looked displeased.

Before leaving, Mo Hua gave Master She another dangerous look.

The cold moonlight spilled onto the lake, quiet and beautiful.

The small boat was not under his control, and where it drifted was not up to him at all.

Gu An and Gu Quan were shocked.

These three fireballs were extremely fast and tricky.

"If you aren't honest, I'll blow you up!" Mo Hua threatened.

And then, taking advantage of the moment when this person used all his strength to circulate his spiritual power to the limit and accumulated his sword energy to the extreme...

Guo Jiang Long was on the verge of tears.

In case a real fight broke out, Gu An and Gu Quan were enough in a second-grade prefecture.

Young Master Jin's gaze was venomous.

This small boat had water-type pathfinding and cruising formations drawn on it; changing the formation a little would allow it to drift back the same way.

The boat swayed slightly, sitting deeper in the water, and then drifted leisurely along the river.

And Young Master Jin's group's expressions instantly turned solemn.

There were six people in Young Master Jin's group, mostly at the mid Foundation Establishment stage, with only one at the late Foundation Establishment stage, but his cultivation was far less profound than Gu An and the other's, and his experience in fighting was far inferior to these two Dao Court Division officers.

The small boat drifted leisurely, like an ordinary small fishing boat returning late, slowly approaching the ferry crossing on the shore.

"Surrender? I'm afraid that if I really surrendered, the small temple of the Dao Court Division might not even be able to hold me."

Guo Jiang Long said: "Just caught, definitely fresh."

But precisely because he was being provoked by a little brat who still smelled of mother's milk, he felt a breath stuck in his throat that he couldn't swallow.

At this time, there were also a few people drinking outside the courtyard, one of whom was wearing coarse clothes and a bamboo hat, drinking strong liquor.

Then the group split into two teams. Gu An and Gu Quan followed Mo Hua and went with Guo Jiang Long to follow the vine and find the melon, to ferret out that legendary "Young Master".

This blade was faster.

"I thought you were a big villain with a face and status, but it turns out you're just a coward who hides his head and shows his tail, letting others risk their lives for you."

This was already a third-grade prefecture where a Golden Core cultivator could exert their full strength!

Gu An and Gu Quan's perception was a bit slow, but after Mo Hua's reminder, they also realized something was wrong.

The sword cultivator in the water-blue Daoist robe just gave a contemptuous laugh and said with a condescending attitude:

"Kneel down, kowtow three times, and swear not to tell anyone what you saw and heard today, and I'll let you leave."

Gu An and Gu Quan, who had been distracted and on guard, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, feeling grateful to Mo Hua.

That person shook his head, "Too high, I have to go ask the proprietor."

Mo Hua thought for a while, then slowly revealed his figure.

Mo Hua's gaze lingered on this person for a while, then moved away. Afterward, he walked into the tavern courtyard with Gu An and Gu Quan.

The fish was about to take the bait; he shouldn't pull the rod at this time.

This was because the rules of Heavenly Dao raised the restrictions on the realm.

So weak, yet insisting on showing off, pretending to be an expert, only to fail to last even two moves in Brother An's hands.

Young Master Jin was angry, then sneered:

"Little brat who still smells of mother's milk, what do you know? The Dao Law is for the people below; it doesn't apply to me."

The small boat continued to drift. After drifting for who knows how long, Mo Hua actually saw the shore, where there was a ferry crossing, and above the ferry crossing, there were a few lights.

This small boat had actually brought them to the river area of a third-grade prefecture.

He knew it in his heart!

He knew this little brat was provoking him.

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became tense.

Other Gu family cultivators escorted Master She and the other black-clad men to the Dao Prison.

If even this little brat who still smelled of mother's milk dared to ridicule him in public and call him a "coward" or "wimp", then what would happen in the future?

Young Master Jin didn't speak.

This little monster of spiritual sense was truly too terrifying. Lord River God might have been slaughtered by him; he didn't dare to touch Mo Hua's bad luck at all.

Such a young cultivator...

The most critical thing was that although they were in a third-grade prefecture, in Mo Hua's Heavenly Dao omen, there was no sense of life-and-death crisis before the killing intent arrived.

Mo Hua was a bit surprised.

If the opponent's cultivation was weak, they could catch them "red-handed".

"Too careless..."

Gu An and Gu Quan nodded.

That person asked again: "How many spirit stones do you want?"

"The quality is good, and the flavor is sufficient."

Mo Hua saw at a glance that this was the true sect-protecting inheritance of the Broken Sword Sect, the Duanjin Sword Art.

Sometimes, when mixing in society, face is dignity.

"Attack!"

In an instant, blade light and sword shadows flashed, and killing intent surged.

The water weeds were emerald green, and the river light was sparkling.

Young Master Jin was in a sorry state, his face looking extremely ugly.

Gu An and Gu Quan activated the Water-Invisibility Jade, while Mo Hua cast the Small Five Elements Invisibility Technique. The three of them stayed invisible and followed behind Guo Jiang Long.

He, a dignified late Foundation Establishment cultivator, a second-grade evil alchemist, and a second-grade evil formation master, had actually fallen to the point of being threatened by a little brat.

If Gu An and Gu Quan couldn't beat them, then it would be meaningless for others to go.

Then the two teams acted separately.

Mo Hua looked mocking, "Daring to do it but not daring to admit it, turns out you're also a wimp."

Gu An and Gu Quan also looked angry.

"Gu family?" Young Master Jin sneered, "The Gu family will die too!"

Young Master Jin's gaze was ferocious, and he grinned.

The arena was temporarily a draw.

"So what if I killed a few lowly seeds and refined a few furnaces of pills?"

In the tavern, some customers who were just drinking wine saw that both sides were tense and had long since scattered like birds and beasts.

It was exactly the "Young Master Jin" who had met him once before and also had secret dealings with Guo Jiang Long.

He was tall, handsome, with a cold expression, carrying a trace of arrogance, looking at the blue-robed sword cultivator with disdain.

"You beast, who are you trying to kill?"