Chapter 110 Small Success (Part 3)

Monsters don't understand human language.

Mo Hua knew this clearly.

In the next two days, the cat demon seemed to be frightened by Mo Shan. It always huddled in the iron cage. It would not come out even if Mo Hua let it out, let alone attack Mo Hua.

No matter how Mo Hua talked to it, it didn't understand. It would only stare at Mo Hua with a vicious but cowardly look.

Only when Mo Hua fed it with meat would its eyes be kinder.

In this way, it would be impossible to practice the Water Step.

What to do?

Mo Hua thought about it for two days, and finally came up with a solution.

He starved the cat demon for two days, and when the cat demon was hungry and its eyes were green, he fed it with the dried fish specially made by Liu Ruhua.

This dried fish is also a kind of monster. The meat is not good and has a strong fishy smell. Monks don't eat it, but cats who are greedy for fish like it very much.

After that, Mo Hua strung a few small dried fish on a rope and hung it around his neck, then pointed at the dried fish and then at the demon cat.

The general meaning was: "If you want to eat fish, come and grab it yourself."

The rules when sparring with Bai Zisheng before were similar to this, except that the opponent now changed from Bai Zisheng to the little cat demon.

Even if the cat demon didn't understand human language, it now understood.

So the cat demon, who was timid before, started to grab the small dried fish on Mo Hua's neck in order to fill his stomach.

But it remembered Mo Shan's sharp eyes clearly, so it didn't dare to hurt Mo Hua at all, and its only target was the small dried fish on Mo Hua's neck.

Just like that, in the remote wing room, the human figure and the demon figure chased each other.

After "sparring" with the cat demon for a few days, Mo Hua had to sigh that the demon beast was indeed much stronger than the cultivator.

This cat demon has only the cultivation of the first level, and is not known for its strength, but its speed is very fast and its movements are extremely agile, even comparable to the average cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The cat demon's attack forms are more diverse than those of the cultivators, and even tricky to the point of being weird.

The cultivator's attack, if it is a close physical cultivation, is mainly based on fists and feet, and if it is a spiritual cultivation, it is mainly based on long-range spells, and their actions are all traceable.

The cat demon's mouth, claws, and tail can all be used to attack, with tricky angles and hard to defend against.

Moreover, the cat demon has the talent of using demon power to drive, which makes the figure blurred for a short time, and the eyes can hardly distinguish it. Mo Hua can only barely sense the position of the cat demon by driving his spiritual consciousness to the extreme.

This is only the early stage of the first level. If it is the middle or even late stage of the first level, its speed is even more unimaginable.

No wonder the demon hunters of the demon hunting team usually need about ten people to form a team.

If it is a second-grade monster with the same level of cultivation as a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, how powerful would it be?

Wouldn't ordinary cultivators be wiped out after just one encounter?

Mo Hua couldn't help but shudder.

"I must learn the Water Step well, so that even if I can't beat it, I can at least run away."

Mo Hua thought silently.

Fighting with monsters is also a process of practice makes perfect.

At first, I was not familiar with the cat monster's moves, and the small dried fish on Mo Hua's neck would fall into the cat monster's mouth in a short time.

The cat monster would lie in the iron cage, chewing the dried fish slowly and methodically, licking its paws, and occasionally glancing at Mo Hua with a look of pride and contempt.

When Mo Hua gradually became familiar with the cat monster's attack habits, he could vaguely guess whether the cat monster would use its claws to scratch, bite with its teeth, or throw out the needles on its tail.

The cat demon's talent was hard to guard against when he first saw it, but after seeing it several times and having a foresight, Mo Hua gradually could see through its tracks with his spiritual sense.

The process of the cat demon eating dried fish became difficult.

Sometimes Mo Hua was careless, and it could grab one or two to fill its stomach.

If Mo Hua was fully focused, it basically couldn't eat any fish, and could only stand by the wall and stare at Mo Hua fiercely.

But this kind of ferocity was a bit weak inside and didn't work at all.

Mo Hua knew that being hungry was not pleasant, so he pretended to be careless and let it eat a few dried fish.

In this way, a month passed. Although the demon cat was not full, it was not hungry either. Its body was bigger and it was five feet long.

Mo Hua knew that it was time to raise this cat demon. If he continued to raise it, when it grew bigger, it might eat him if he didn't pay attention one day.

The nature of the demon beast is not so easy to change.

Mo Hua did not want to kill it, but planned to follow the agreement and release it.

Although the cat demon could not understand human language and did not know about the agreement.

One evening, Mo Hua put the cat demon in an iron cage, covered it with black cloth, and took it to the foot of the mountain closest to the outer mountain of Dahei Mountain outside Tongxian City.

Living creatures such as monsters cannot be put in storage bags, but can only be placed in iron cages.

Mo Hua also deliberately covered it with black cloth to prevent it from being discovered by other demon hunters and being shot dead directly.

Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Hua lifted the black cloth, opened the gate on the iron cage, and released the cat demon.

When the cat demon saw the surrounding mountains and trees, he was startled at first, and then his eyes showed joy.

But it did not leave, but looked at Mo Hua with a vigilant look.

Mo Hua said to it: "I abide by the agreement and let you go. But you remember, it's best not to eat people, otherwise I will definitely kill you if I meet you in the future. Even if I don't kill you, other demon hunters will probably kill you."

"People are not delicious, and it won't hurt to eat more fish."

"If you don't provoke the monks, you should be able to live longer with your body movement talent..."

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Mo Hua didn't care whether it could understand or not, and kept giving instructions. Then he waved to it and said:

"Let's go."

The cat demon looked at Mo Hua in confusion, tried to move a few steps, and found that Mo Hua did not stop it, and nodded to it affirmatively.

The cat demon became a little bolder, and walked towards the Great Black Mountain step by step. When it was about to enter the forest, it accelerated suddenly, and rushed into the Great Black Mountain with a "whoosh".

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the best of both worlds. His Water-passing Step has been mastered to a small extent. It should be easy to deal with cultivators of the same realm or monsters.

And the cat demon was also sent into the forest.

The Great Black Mountain is so big that I probably won’t run into it again. Even if I run into it, the cat demon has grown up and changed its appearance, so I may not be able to recognize it.

I just hope it doesn’t kill other cultivators, and it’s better not to die in the hands of other monster hunters.

But this is not something Mo Hua can control.

Mo Hua was relaxed, with his hands behind his back, whistling, and went home.

In the forest of the Great Black Mountain, the cat demon did not go far, but lay in the grass, secretly looking at Mo Hua.

After seeing Mo Hua leave, the cat demon showed a trace of doubt in his vertical pupils. After a moment, the pupils opened, remembering Mo Hua’s back, and then looked left and right, and walked cautiously into the Great Black Mountain.

The cat demon passed through the forest, crossed the poisonous swamp, climbed up the rocks, and came to a stream in the mountains.

Seeing that there were no monks or other monsters around, the cat demon jumped into the stream and washed the dust off his body with the stream water. After a while, he got on the shore and shook off the water droplets. The black lines on the cat demon's body became deeper and the white hair became more crystal clear.

At the same time, the pattern on the cat demon's forehead gradually became clear, and the pattern of the word "king" gradually appeared.