Chapter 1114: Chapter 684: Three-Colored Carp_4 Chapter 1114 -684: Three-Colored Carp_4 “I can afford it, I can afford it,” Old Yu said. “Three days later, go to the Wang family to get it yourself.” They still said this sentence. Old Yu walked forward, clutching the fish basket tightly, as if holding onto his life, shaking his head and saying: “Give me the Spirit Stone, and I will give you the fish.” Manager Wang frowned, showing impatience. “Damn, ungrateful!” A hulking man behind Manager Wang rushed forward and slapped Old Yu across the face. Old Yu didn’t dare to fight back. His face now bore a bloody five-finger mark, and blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth, but he clung to the fish basket, refusing to let go. His face, no longer smiling, only numb. But there was still a glint in his eyes, as if this fish basket was the only hope in his life. Manager Wang spat, “Damn old fool, it’s not like we’re not giving you the Spirit Stone, why be so stingy…” He turned his head and commanded: “Take the fish, and if his hand is in the way, chop it off; if his body blocks, then slash it down, don’t delay the young master’s banquet…” That disciple of the Wang family began to draw his blade. Mo Hua’s eyes turned cold, very angry, he was about to smash the bowl at hand, but paused right before doing it. The bowl in his hand was intact. So, he picked a chipped bowl and smashed it to the ground! “Bang!” The people from Manager Wang’s group were startled and turned their heads, only then noticing there was a little cultivator in the courtyard. Mo Hua slowly stood up, his head held high, putting on an arrogant and insolent expression. “Where did this bunch of losers come from, daring to snatch this young master’s fish?” Manager Wang’s face flushed with anger, but upon seeing Mo Hua’s modest clothes yet extraordinary demeanor, especially his arrogant look which could not be easily imitated unless one was truly a spoiled heir, he cupped his hands and asked: “May I ask, young master, which family do you belong to?” Mo Hua thought briefly, and assertively said: “The Gu Family!” Manager Wang’s gaze turned sharp, asking, “Which Gu family?” Mo Hua snorted, “Short-sighted, how many Gu families are there in Qian State?” Manager Wang, apprehensive, asked: “The Gu family from Qingzhou City?” Mo Hua nodded, “Seems you this nitwit, have some knowledge.” Manager Wang suddenly sneered, “Lying should at least be believable, I say it’s the Gu family from Qingzhou City, and you just admit to be from Qingzhou City’s Gu family?” “A noble family’s son, isn’t each one usually surrounded by a retinue, not like you, traveling alone?” Mo Hua disdainfully said: “How this young master conducts himself, do I need to explain it to you?” Manager Wang’s gaze deepened. Mo Hua didn’t waste words with him and rudely pointed at him, commanding: “Leave the fish and get lost!” He remembered, arrogant sons of noble families always behave like this. Bullying others, no need for explanations. Manager Wang was somewhat uncertain. This little devil’s background is unclear, logically, it’s best not to act rashly. But if he doesn’t bring back the fish, how could he explain it to the young master? Suddenly, Manager Wang conceived a plan, cupping his hands he said: “May I dare ask the young master to tell his distinguished name, so that once the fish is given, it makes explaining back home easier.” Mo Hua thought that made sense, so he said: “My name is Gu…” But he paused as the words reached his lips. How is the generational naming of the Gu family structured? Using the “long” generational name, wouldn’t that make me the same generation as Uncle Gu? Will I then have to call Uncle Gu as Brother Gu in the future? Besides “long,” what other generational names are there? Mo Hua was somewhat puzzled. However, during this moment of doubt, Manager Wang deduced that Mo Hua was lying, he didn’t have the Gu surname, and might not even be from a noble family. “This little liar! So daring! Seize him!” Manager Wang ordered vehemently. Several cultivators from the Wang family, upon hearing the command, showed fierce expressions and charged directly at Mo Hua. Mo Hua sighed. Playing the role of an arrogant noble son, he still lacked experience, who reasoned before acting? Just directly resorting to action was the way… Reflecting this in his mind, Mo Hua pointed his finger, and the Fireball Technique was instantly cast, blasting away a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator. Manager Wang’s gaze sunk. This little devil… was actually a Foundation Building Cultivator? No wonder his background was inscrutable. Then he sternly said, “Be careful!” Foundation building or not, a Foundation Building young kid, how could he beat a whole group of family cultivators? However, his expression drastically changed next. Mo Hua stood in his spot motionlessly, continuously casting spells, one after another. First, he disabled those few Qi Refinement disciples, then successively employed Golden Blade, Water Prison, Fireball, Quicksand, and Water Arrow techniques. Another Wang family member, at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, was overwhelmed by Mo Hua’s spell bombardment and disgracefully fell to the ground. Such formidable spells! He is a Spiritual Cultivator! Manager Wang’s pupils constricted, just about to charge forward, to close in and restrict Mo Hua, but in a blink, he found he was firmly fixed in his spot. Mo Hua coldly pointed at him from a distance. A barrage of spells surged forward relentlessly. Manager Wang’s scalp numbed and it wasn’t long before he naturally fell as well. Thus, several Wang family cultivators were laid down by Mo Hua’s spells, as if slicing through vegetables. Mo Hua nodded his head. Now, he was truly a disciple of a Great Sect, trained as a Taoist Child at Taixu Gate, also acquiring a multitude of spells from various Sin Cultivators. With such inheritance, he was simply not on the same level as these bullying small family cultivators. Old Yu, standing aside, had finally come to his senses, utterly dumbfounded. He could hardly believe that this little kid, who just came to his house for food, had such formidable magical prowess. All those Wang family cultivators, within a mere moment, were heavily injured and toppled, without even making Mo Hua take a single step.