Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 1115: Chapter 685: Entering the Dream Chapter 1115: Chapter 685: Entering the Dream Mo Hua did not deliver a fatal blow, and he used only low-level spells, which were not deadly. Therefore, although the cultivators from the Wang family looked miserable, they were still breathing.

In the dilapidated courtyard,

Cultivators from the Wang family fell to the ground, crying incessantly, no longer displaying their previous arrogant demeanor, and they even dared not look up at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua snorted coldly and arrogantly said:

“Today, this young master is in a good mood and will spare you dogs your lives. If I see you again, I will use spells to chop off your hands and feet and throw you into the river to feed the turtles!”

Mo Hua’s face was that of a wealthy and arrogant young man, and the cultivators from the Wang family were subdued by Mo Hua’s imposing presence, not daring to make a sound.

After finishing speaking, Mo Hua also coldly glanced at Old Yu, his gaze haughty and his voice raised slightly:

“Old Yu, I’ve taken a fancy to this fish!”

“From now on, keep all the fish for this young master, and if I find out you’ve sold ‘my fish’ to someone else…”

Mo Hua’s face twisted into a wicked smile, “… then you can forget about having good days ahead!”

Old Yu was stunned for a moment, his mind slowly processing before hurriedly making a frightened expression, “Yes, yes, young master! I won’t dare again, please don’t kill me, my entire family relies on me earning some hard-earned money…”

Seeing Old Yu being very “sensible,” Mo Hua then nodded in satisfaction.

Then he frowned and disdainfully glanced at Manager Wang, “What? Not leaving yet, waiting to die?”

Manager Wang, with eyes full of resentment, clenched his teeth and said:

“Please, young master, inform…”

With a flick of his finger, Mo Hua sent out a Golden Light that burst forth and instantly slashed across Manager Wang’s cheek, drawing a streak of blood.

Mo Hua’s face was cold and his gaze profound, “Inform you of what? Do you deserve it?”

Manager Wang covered his face, with cold sweat on his forehead.

A cold and eerie Divine Sense locked onto him, and Manager Wang found it hard to breathe.

He knew this arrogant young master was running out of patience.

This Golden Blade had slashed his face, next time it was likely to aim for his head.

Manager Wang hurriedly kowtowed:

“Young master, please calm your anger! We were blind and offended you, we’ll leave right away!”

After speaking, he did not call for others, but awkwardly got up, and fled like a dog that had lost its home.

The other cultivators from the Wang family, seeing this, also struggled to rise and followed, fleeing with dirt-covered faces.

The courtyard then quieted down.

After they had gone far, Mo Hua then went to help Old Yu up.

Old Yu’s eyes were moist, and he bowed deeply to Mo Hua, “Thank you, young master, thank you…”

Mo Hua helped him up and asked:

“Does the Wang family often bully you?”

Old Yu sighed, “It’s not so much bullying, they forcibly buy and sell, I’ve gotten used to it…”

“There were also times before when they took the fish on credit and settled the account later.”

“After giving them the fish, when we went to collect the money, they would delay, saying the family business was not doing well and couldn’t turn over the Spirit Stones…”

“Clearly living in high mansions, eating exotic delicacies, wearing silk and satin, but they can’t turn over the poor man’s Spirit Stones…”

“Occasionally they also defaulted on the debt, gave them the fish, couldn’t get back the Spirit Stones, although such incidents are not frequent…”

Old Yu’s face turned bitter, “But I dare not take the risk…”

“If they defaulted, these 8,000 Spirit Stones… would all be lost, impossible to recover…”

“Even if it’s just a delay, I can’t afford to delay.”

“My two grandsons have decent Spiritual Roots, truly wishing to join a Sect, now is the age, they still need to consolidate and cultivate, need to hire people to pull strings, the Sect also requires contributions…”

“All this requires a large amount of Spirit Stones, any further delay and a whole lifetime could be wasted.”

Old Yu’s eyes looked numb, “They can only, like me, remain poor Fish Cultivators all their lives…”

Mo Hua sighed silently.

“Give me this fish.”

After a moment, Mo Hua said to Old Yu.

Old Yu panicked, subconsciously holding tight to the fish basket.

Mo Hua helplessly said: “I’ll give you Spirit Stones.”

He took out several Storage Bags and handed them to Old Yu.

Inside the bags, combined, there were 8,000 Spirit Stones.

Old Yu held the Storage Bags with both hands, his expression somewhat incredulous, his hands continuously shaking, and after a while, with moist eyes, he said:

“Okay…”

“Keep it safe,” Mo Hua reminded, “don’t let others see it, and don’t let it be stolen.”

Old Yu then came back to his senses, tying the Storage Bag tightly to his waist, covering it with his tattered cloth clothes.

But accidentally having come into a large sum of money, Old Yu still felt insecure, unease lingering in his heart. He thought for a moment, then wrapped another cloth strip around it, adding another layer of clothing.

Mo Hua found this both amusing and bitter.

“In a bit, I’ll hire a cart. You load the fish basket onto the cart, and I’ll publicly take the fish away, otherwise the Wang family might still come looking for you.”

“Hmm.”

Old Yu nodded, looking at the small but kind-hearted Mo Hua, silently wiping away tears.

But feeling Mo Hua had done him a grand favor, he felt somewhat guilty and wanted to repay him somehow.

Since his home was poor, after much consideration, he couldn’t think of anything to repay with, so he scooped up several Spiritual Fish from the fish tank in the corner.

These Spiritual Fish were silver-white, and although not as precious as the Golden Tri-Color Carp, they had a bright color and neat silver scales, obviously also of high quality.

Old Yu put these fish into the basket with the Tri-Color Carp and then gratefully said:

“These are Silver Scale White Fish, while the price is far less than the Golden Tri-Color Carp, they have good meat quality, and the taste isn’t bad, consider this an old man’s gift to the young master.”

“Thank you, Uncle Yu.”

Mo Hua smiled.

Then he curiously peered into the fish tank, seeing several other types of fish with various shapes, swimming around in the tank.