Chapter 111: Giving Gifts (Five Updates)_1
A hundred Iron Armor Formations, and it only took a little over one and a half months for Mo Hua to have completed the paintings?
Elder Yu furrowed his brows and fell silent.
Seeing this, Yu Chengyi asked, “Dad, what’s wrong?”
Elder Yu handed the storage bag to his son, “You count.”
Yu Chengyi took it, swept it with his Divine Sense, counted once, and then again, and couldn’t help but count yet another time…
A moment later, he, too, was gaping, “This… it’s all done?”
Elder Yu glared at him, “Can’t you count?”
Yu Chengyi gave a sheepish smile, then couldn’t help but ask again:
“Did… did he do this all by himself?”
Elder Yu opened the rattan armor inside, compared it to the Iron Armor Formation, and even though some strokes were a bit sloppy, they were spirited and integrated, completed in one go, indeed from the hand of one person.
Father and son looked at each other, lost for words.
“This Mo Shan… he couldn’t be some kind of little demon, could he…” Yu Chengyi couldn’t help but murmur.
Elder Yu smacked him on the head, “What are you talking about?!”
Yu Chengyi, holding his head, couldn’t help but mutter:
Elder Yu looked at him with an unexpected expression on his face.
After a moment of thought, Yu Chengyi added, “It couldn’t have been someone else who helped him paint, could it?”
“Who would help him paint?”
Elder Yu snorted coldly, “As a Foundation Building Cultivator, I’ve asked around everywhere, and not a single person would help me with the Formation Painting.”
As soon as this was mentioned, Elder Yu got a bit angry. Of course, it wasn’t that others weren’t willing to help him paint; it was just that the price he was offering was too low.
“If it really was his own work, not to mention anything else, the depletion of his Divine Sense must not be trivial. Mo Hua, that kid, is only at the Qi Refinement fifth level, isn’t he? And he’s not that old either…”
“That’s right,” Elder Yu sighed, suddenly feeling a bit compassionate, and commanded:
“You take some of the nourishing pills and spiritual objects from the house, I’m going to visit Mo Shan’s place.”
Yu Chengyi started to speak but held back.
“Spit it out!” Elder Yu scolded.
Yu Chengyi said softly, “There… aren’t that many nourishing pills at home…”
“Take whatever we have!”
Elder Yu’s face darkened.
Yu Chengyi dared not say anything further, and could only gather some nourishing pills, Spirit Grass, Lingzhi, and the like that could supplement Spiritual Power or Blood Qi, wrapped them in parchment, packed them in the storage bag, and handed it to Elder Yu.
Elder Yu took it, turned to leave, then suddenly turned back and instructed, “You come with me, too.”
Yu Chengyi asked in confusion, “What do I need to go for?”
“If Mo Hua can really become a Formation Master in the future, it will be a fortune for us Monster Hunters. I’m taking you so you can get acquainted; should there be anything in the future, it will be easier to talk,” replied Elder Yu.
Yu Chengyi, despite being a Qi Refining Ninth Level Monster Hunter, felt slightly reluctant to curry favor with a child, but seeing his father’s stern look, he could only obediently say “Yes.”
Elder Yu took Yu Chengyi to the Mo Family.
Mo Shan was extremely surprised; he hadn’t expected Elder Yu to come in person, and that Yu Chengyi would be with him too. He thought it must be something serious and his expression turned grave.
Elder Yu waved his hand, “It’s nothing, I’ve just come to check on Mo Hua. You go about your business.”
Taken aback, Mo Shan, but thinking it must have to do with the Formation, put his mind at ease.
Mo Hua was also startled to see Elder Yu.
He had thought Elder Yu was dissatisfied with the speed of his Formation Painting and had come to question him about it.
But surely, an Elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage wouldn’t be so small-minded…
Mo Hua whispered, “Elder Yu, you wanted to see me?”
Elder Yu didn’t know quite how to begin, coughed, and then asked, “That Formation… it took quite some time to paint, didn’t it…”
Mo Hua’s heart tightened.
“Elder Yu couldn’t really be blaming me for drawing too slowly, could he…”
Yet, it was indeed his fault, as he had been so focused on practicing his movement technique that he had forgotten about this matter.
By the time he remembered, a month had already passed.
Mo Hua felt somewhat embarrassed and could only say:
“Elder, I draw rather slowly, managing only two or three pieces a day, and I was able to finish only yesterday.”
Elder Yu and Yu Chengyi exchanged glances.
“He really drew them himself!”
A ten-year-old child drawing two or three Iron Armor Formations with six Formation Patterns each day!
And he did this in his spare time without neglecting his cultivation!
The father and son duo were taken aback, their minds in turmoil, but they tried their best to keep a composed expression.
“Not slow at all!” Elder Yu hurriedly said, “It’s much faster than what I had expected.”
He had originally thought that if Mo Hua could stick to drawing one Formation Painting a day, it would be quite an achievement. After three months, even if the total fell short of a hundred, there would be eighty or ninety pieces. The remaining few could be gradually made up for later.
However, now that he saw the speed at which Mo Hua drew the Formation Patterns, it was much faster than he had imagined!
Elder Yu was thrilled and took out a Storage Bag, speaking gently and softly, “I was afraid that you would be too tired. That’s why I brought some nourishing Pills and Spiritual Objects for you, along with some Spiritual Meat. They’re not anything precious, so please accept them without worry…”
Yu Chengyi stood by, dumbfounded. When had his father ever spoken to someone with such a gentle and amiable tone?
As if he had been possessed by someone else…
Yu Chengyi couldn’t help but shiver.
“How could I accept this…”
Mo Hua politely declined.
Elder Yu deliberately put on a stern face, “You take what I give you!”
Mo Hua had no choice but to accept. Only then did Elder Yu nod in approval, pulling Yu Chengyi over and saying:
“This is your Uncle Yu. If you run into any trouble in the future, just go to him. There’s no need to be polite.”
Yu Chengyi, feeling awkward under Mo Hua’s pair of shiny black eyes, forced a smile and said:
“Yes, if you have any problems in the future, just come to your Uncle Yu, and there’s no need for formalities.”
Yu Chengyi didn’t know what to say while being watched by Mo Hua, so he just repeated what his father had said.
Elder Yu felt a bit frustrated with his slow-witted son who couldn’t even make proper conversation!
Mo Hua gratefully said, “Thank you, Elder Yu! Thank you, Uncle Yu!”
Elder Yu nodded with satisfaction and then patted Mo Hua’s shoulder.
“Focus on your cultivation and on learning the Formation Patterns well. We won’t disturb you any further.”
After saying this, he left with Yu Chengyi.
Mo Hua had felt somewhat uneasy at first, thinking that Elder Yu was dissatisfied with the speed at which he had drawn the Formations, but now, seeing that Elder Yu was not only unconcerned but also very pleased, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Hua happily showed the gifts given by Elder Yu to his father, Mo Shan.
“Dad, these are the gifts Elder Yu gave me. You keep them for now.”
Mo Shan nodded, took the Storage Bag, glanced at it a few times, and suddenly paused:
“Who gave this to you?”
“Elder Yu did.” Mo Hua replied, puzzled.
“Elder Yu?” Mo Shan frowned, “The same Elder Yu who just came in?”
“That’s right, in Tongxian City, there’s only one Elder Yu,” Mo Hua said, confused.
Mo Shan was stunned. Elder Yu, known for his bad temper, stern demeanor, and miserly ways, offering a gift?!
And to give a present to his son?
Mo Shan was overwhelmed with shock and found himself at a loss for words.