``` Having exhausted all his strength in his sword technique, Boss Jiang knew he was out of spiritual power and death was certain. And Mo Hua, true to form, didn’t give him the slightest chance, nor showed any mercy, casting the Fireball Technique frequently until the weakly Boss Jiang was finished. With this, the entire group of human traffickers was annihilated. The surroundings were a complete mess, charred and blackened, the thatched cottage destroyed by sword control, and grass clippings scattered everywhere. Mo Hua nodded to himself, deciding it was time to slip away. Based on the conversation between Boss Jiang and the chubby shopkeeper, other accomplices were expected to arrive in an hour. If he were to bump into them, things could get dicey. However, there was still a bit of time, and Mo Hua had some "cleaning up" to do. First, he needed to partially erase the traces of the formation, and even though he couldn’t completely eliminate them, he had to confuse the evidence, obscuring the techniques of "Divine Consciousness Control Ink" and "Drawing Ground into Formation". Not all Formation Masters could use the ground as a medium to lay out a formation. Such clues must not be left behind. The traces of the spells... didn’t really matter. The Second Grade Fireball Technique was a common skill; as long as one had a Fire-series Spiritual Root, anyone could learn it and use it. No one would be too suspicious. Of course, the main reason was that the traces of the fireball were too obvious. The ten or so traffickers either had been finished off by Mo Hua’s fireball or had been bombarded by it until they were riddled with wounds. Even if Mo Hua wanted to cover it up, it was impossible to hide. After checking everything else, Mo Hua made sure no other traces were left. Then, he began to rummage through their storage bags. A horse cannot get fat without being fed at night, and a person does not become wealthy without coming across unexpected wealth. It’s wrong to casually go through someone else’s storage bag. Mo Hua was a proper little cultivator and didn’t want to engage in "robbery and murder", but these traffickers were not good people, and they were fat sheep that had delivered themselves to his door. It would be embarrassing not to take something substantial. Moreover, to kill them, he had wasted Second Grade Spiritual Ink and also used up over a hundred Spirit Stones. These costs had to be recuperated from their pockets. As a minor cultivator, earning Spirit Stones wasn’t easy. "It’s not about getting rich; it’s just about breaking even!" Mo Hua nodded to himself, and then started eagerly searching through the traffickers’ storage bags. Inside these bags, there was everything, from Spiritual Artifacts used for killing, sinister Runes, and some common pills, as well as some indecent pills whose intended use was unknown. Mo Hua originally wanted to take everything. But after thinking it over, he hesitated. "Most of these are probably stolen goods, and even if they aren’t, they’re mostly unclean…" If he were to take them, could he possibly leave a trail… Could others "use the map to find the clues" to track, investigate, or even hunt him down… And besides, if they were indeed stolen goods, what use would they be to him? Most of the stolen items were secondhand and would be hard to offload once he reached the Qian Learning State Boundary. If he were in Tongxian City, with the backing of Court Leader Zhou and Elder Yu’s support, even if not sold, Monster Hunters could circulate them within their own ranks. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮 However, in the Qian State, where he was unfamiliar, it was a different story… Greedy for small advantages might lead to greater losses. "As a mature cultivator, I must learn to restrain my desires…" Mo Hua thought to himself and decided to leave the Spiritual Artifacts, pills, and Runes in their storage bags, not pocketing them. But Spirit Stones were different. Spirit Stones were clean. It’s the cultivators who are dirty. He would need a lot of Spirit Stones for the upcoming school term... Mo Hua put the traffickers’ Spirit Stones into his own storage bag, but then he hesitated. Your journey continues at freewebnovel That still wasn’t prudent... Leaving behind the Spiritual Artifacts, Runes, and pills, but taking all the Spirit Stones, that looked suspicious. Could this indicate that the cultivator who killed these traffickers was a "little money-grubber"? "There’s still a bit of risk…" He couldn’t leave them untouched, but he also couldn’t take everything... Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, and in the end, with a heavy heart, left half of the Spirit Stones. Taking only half of the Spirit Stones was the most cautious approach. But since these traffickers were all Foundation Building Cultivators, engaged in a life-and-death trade, they carried quite a lot of Spirit Stones. Even taking only half, Mo Hua managed to amass nearly five thousand Spirit Stones. Five thousand Spirit Stones was not a small amount. Mo Hua felt a bit better. Finally, it was time to check Boss Jiang’s storage bag. Mo Hua’s eyes lit up. He turned Boss Jiang’s storage bag inside out, finding three Spirit Swords, five bottles of pills, several Secret Manuals, and two Jade Slips. Spirit Swords... Even though Mo Hua was greedy for them, he couldn’t keep them. Holding on to them would be a disaster. He also had no use for the pills. Regarding the Secret Manuals... Mo Hua flipped through them and found they were Body Refinement and Taoist Skills, which he also couldn’t use and likewise couldn’t take with him. Mo Hua felt a bit of regret but also wondered. What about the Sword Controlling Technique? The one Boss Jiang used, whose name was unknown, but when used, it was mighty and gleaming with golden light, splitting the thatched cottage in two - where was that Sword Controlling Technique? He didn’t truly want to learn it... Some sword techniques required matching specific Cultivation Techniques, as well as profound Swordsmanship, and expensive Spirit Swords, consuming a large amount of Spiritual Power, to wield their full destructive power. Even if Mo Hua got the technique, he might not be able to learn it, let alone afford a Spirit Sword. But not studying it didn’t mean he couldn’t research it. Knowing oneself and the enemy, studying the principles and the spell point of "Sword Control" could be beneficial. If he encountered another Sword Cultivator in the future, he would be prepared. Mo Hua searched again and finally focused on the two Jade Slips. Both Jade Slips were sealed, impervious to Divine Sense, obviously indicating the content inside was extremely precious. "I wonder if inside, there lies the Sword Controlling Technique..." ```