Gift

In just a little over a month and a half, Mo Hua finished drawing a hundred sets of iron armor formations?

Elder Yu frowned, staying silent.

Seeing this, Yu Chengyi asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

Elder Yu handed the storage bag to his son, "Count them."

Yu Chengyi took it, scanned it with his divine sense, counted once, then again, and couldn't help counting a third time...

Moments later, his mouth gaped wide open, "This... it's all finished?"

Elder Yu glared at him, "Can't you count?"

Yu Chengyi gave an embarrassed laugh and couldn't help but ask, "Did he draw all of this by himself?"

Elder Yu opened the vine armor inside and compared the iron armor formations. Although some strokes were hasty, the form and spirit were unified, all completed in one go, indeed the work of one person.

The father and son looked at each other, speechless.

"Mo Shan's son... could he be some kind of little demon?"

Yu Chengyi couldn't help muttering.

Elder Yu slapped him, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Yu Chengyi held his head and mumbled, "I was just saying."

Elder Yu looked at him with displeasure.

Yu Chengyi thought for a moment and said, "Could someone else have helped him draw it?"

"Who would help him?"

Elder Yu snorted coldly, "As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I've asked around and no one has helped me draw formations."

Talking about this made Elder Yu a bit angry. Of course, it wasn't that no one would help him, it was just that he offered too low a price.

"If he really drew it himself, regardless, the damage to his divine sense must be considerable. Mo Hua is just at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he's still young..."

"Exactly." Elder Yu sighed, suddenly feeling a bit distressed, and ordered, "Bring out some of the nourishing pills and spiritual items from home, I'll go visit Mo Shan's house."

Yu Chengyi hesitated.

"If you have something to say, spit it out!" Elder Yu scolded.

Yu Chengyi whispered, "There aren't many nourishing pills at home..."

"Bring out whatever we have!"

"But..."

Elder Yu's face darkened.

Yu Chengyi dared not say more. He gathered some pills, spiritual herbs, and ginseng that could replenish spiritual power or blood, wrapped them in parchment, put them in a storage bag, and handed it to Elder Yu.

Elder Yu took it and was about to leave when he suddenly turned back and ordered, "You're coming with me."

Yu Chengyi asked, puzzled, "Why should I go?"

"If Mo Hua really becomes a formation master in the future, it will be a blessing for us demon hunters. I'm taking you to get acquainted, so if anything comes up in the future, it will be easier to talk."

Yu Chengyi, despite being a demon hunter at the ninth level of Qi Refining, was a bit reluctant to go just to get acquainted with a child. But seeing his father's stern expression, he obediently said, "Yes."

Elder Yu took Yu Chengyi to the Mo family.

Mo Shan was greatly surprised. He didn't expect Elder Yu to come personally, and even brought Yu Chengyi. Thinking it was something important, his expression became serious.

Elder Yu waved his hand, "It's nothing. I came to see Mo Hua. You carry on with your work."

Mo Shan was bewildered but, thinking it must be about the formations, felt relieved.

Mo Hua was also startled to see Elder Yu.

He thought Elder Yu was dissatisfied with the speed of his formation drawing and had come to hold him accountable.

But that couldn't be it. A dignified Foundation Establishment elder wouldn't be so petty...

Mo Hua softly asked, "Elder Yu, are you looking for me?"

Elder Yu didn't know how to start, so he coughed and asked, "That formation, it must have taken a long time to draw..."

Mo Hua's heart tightened.

Could Elder Yu really be blaming him for drawing slowly?

But it was indeed his fault. He had been so focused on practicing his body technique that he forgot about this task.

When he finally remembered, a month had already passed.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Mo Hua could only say, "Elder, I drew rather slowly, about two or three pieces a day. I only finished them all yesterday."

Elder Yu and Yu Chengyi exchanged a glance.

"It really was him who drew them!"

The iron armor formation with six formation patterns—a boy in his early teens could draw two or three pieces in a day! And this was without neglecting his cultivation, drawing whenever he had spare time!

Father and son were internally shocked, but they tried to remain calm on the surface.

"Not slow at all!" Elder Yu quickly said, "Much faster than I expected."

Originally, he thought if Mo Hua could finish one piece a day, that would be good enough. Drawing for three months, even if not a hundred, there would be eighty or ninety, and the remaining could be filled in later.

But now, Mo Hua's speed at drawing formations was much faster than he had imagined!

A true talent!

Elder Yu was overjoyed, took out the storage bag, and said gently, "I was afraid you'd be too exhausted, so I brought some nourishing pills and spiritual items for you, along with some spiritual meat. They're not anything precious, so please, just accept them..."

Yu Chengyi was dumbfounded. When had his father ever spoken to anyone with such kindness and warmth?

It was as if he had been possessed...

Yu Chengyi couldn't help but shiver.

"This is too much..."

Mo Hua politely declined.

Elder Yu purposely put on a stern face, "If I'm giving them to you, you take them!"

Mo Hua had no choice but to accept. Only then did Elder Yu nod in satisfaction and then pulled Yu Chengyi over, saying, "This is your Uncle Yu. If you encounter any trouble in the future, just find him. Don't hesitate."

Yu Chengyi, feeling awkward under Mo Hua's bright, dark eyes, forced a smile and said, "Yes, if you have any trouble, just look for your Uncle Yu. No need to be polite."

Yu Chengyi, still feeling uncomfortable under Mo Hua's gaze, couldn't think of anything else to say, so he repeated his father's words.

Elder Yu felt a bit exasperated. His foolish son couldn't even speak properly!

Mo Hua gratefully said, "Thank you, Elder Yu! Thank you, Uncle Yu!"

Elder Yu nodded in satisfaction, then patted Mo Hua's small shoulder.

"You focus on your cultivation and your formation studies. We won't disturb you any longer."

With that, he left with Yu Chengyi.

At first, Mo Hua was anxious, thinking Elder Yu was upset about the slow progress on the formations. But now, seeing that Elder Yu wasn't upset and was actually quite pleased, he felt relieved.

Mo Hua happily brought the gifts from Elder Yu to his father, Mo Shan.

"Father, these are from Elder Yu. You can keep them."

Mo Shan nodded, took the storage bag, glanced inside, and suddenly froze.

"Who gave you these?"

"Elder Yu," Mo Hua said, confused.

"Elder Yu?" Mo Shan frowned, "The Elder Yu who just came in?"

"Yes, the only Elder Yu in Tongxian City," Mo Hua said, puzzled.

Mo Shan was stunned. The notoriously stingy and strict Elder Yu, known for not giving anything away, had given a gift?!

And to his son, no less?

Mo Shan was utterly shocked and speechless.

(End of the Chapter)