Zhang Chu was stunned by Old Mo's words. Humans can't form a Demon Core?
At this moment, a child with a flushed face blurted out, "Why can't they form a Demon Core? Our Uncle Qing Shan..."
Before the child could finish talking about Tong Qingshan, a woman hurriedly stepped forward and covered the child's mouth. "Don't talk nonsense!"
The children immediately remembered what Zhang Chu had told them before, to keep it a secret.
Many of the children lowered their heads at once.
But Old Mo laughed heartily, "Hahaha, interesting, very interesting! Wanting to learn from nature, how fascinating!"
Mo Xi tilted her head and said, "I've heard that the ancient ancestors were very weak at first. To survive and fight against demonic beasts, they learned the way these beasts walked and hunted, thus creating the most fundamental techniques."
"However, I've never heard of ancient ancestors being able to cultivate a Demon Core."
Hearing this, Zhang Chu suddenly realized that they might have taken the wrong path.
So Zhang Chu asked, "Old Mo, can humans really not form a Demon Core?"
Old Mo smiled and asked Zhang Chu in return, "If humans could form a Demon Core, why would it be called a Demon Core?"
"This..." Zhang Chu frowned.
But Tong Qingshan clearly formed a Demon Core and even started cultivating it.
At this moment, Old Mo spoke, "Humans and demons are different."
"Demons can form a Demon Core because all demons in the Great Wilderness have some kind of ancient heritage. Their bloodlines can be traced back to some ancient tribe."
"But humans are different. The origin of human bloodlines is different from demons. Humans are descendants of ancient gods, and their bloodlines do not contain a Demon Core."
Zhang Chu's mouth dropped open. "Could it be that our path is wrong?"
Old Mo nodded, "That's right. I see that many adults in your small village have laid a very solid foundation, and some even show signs of self-breakthrough."
"Such talents, if placed outside, would be highly sought after by many great sects."
"However, if you persist in forming a Demon Core, I'm afraid your Hunting Team will never advance."
At this moment, Mo Xi also looked sympathetic:
"Let me give you an example. Your current situation is like walking a path with a door in front of you that requires a certain strength to push open."
"But you see many animals passing through a hole."
"So, you want to imitate the animals and pass through the hole too, but no matter how strong you are, if you take the wrong path, you won't get through."
After hearing this, it was as if a bolt of lightning flashed through Zhang Chu's mind, and he suddenly understood many things.
In fact, many members of the Hunting Team have already reached the limits of their physical strength, and some have clearly felt that there is a path ahead.
So, the path was wrong!
At this moment, another child couldn't hold back, "But Uncle Qing Shan clearly..."
The next second, a woman hurriedly covered her child's mouth to stop him from speaking.
Old Mo didn't think much of it. On one hand, children's words are innocent, and no one would think deeply about them.
On the other hand, they didn't sense any special aura in the small village.
Although Tong Qingshan had formed a Demon Core, it was cocooned, and even Old Mo couldn't sense Tong Qingshan's aura.
Zhang Chu couldn't help himself and asked again, "Old Mo, can humans really not form a Demon Core?"
Old Mo replied firmly, "I can tell you clearly, humans cannot form a Demon Core. If you want to learn the cultivation methods of demons, the path is wrong."
"Then how should humans cultivate?" Zhang Chu asked.
Old Mo smiled, gently bit a piece of meat, as if pondering something.
Finally, he slowly said, "The methods of cultivation are secrets of each sect. Unless you can join a sect, otherwise..."
Zhang Chu understood. Just letting them stay overnight and providing some food wouldn't be enough to exchange for the human cultivation methods.
A quick look at will leave you more fulfilled.
Although Mo Xi and Old Mo were friendly, they wouldn't reveal the cultivation methods to everyone.
The next morning, the grandfather and granddaughter bid farewell to Zhang Chu and the villagers.
Old Mo reminded Zhang Chu, "By the way, during this time, you and the villagers should stay in the village as much as possible and not go out. Generally speaking, as long as you stay in the village, outsiders won't make a move."
"Why?" Zhang Chu couldn't help but ask.
Old Mo smiled, "To outsiders, Yaoxu has certain taboos. Each small village's Guardian Deity holds special significance."
"If someone dares to make a move in the village and harms the villagers, they won't be able to leave Yaoxu."
"Of course, if you leave the village, you won't be protected by these taboos."
The Old Village Chief immediately thanked him, "Thank you for the reminder."
But Zhang Chu felt uncomfortable. He suddenly felt that he and the villagers were not like humans, but like livestock protected in a pen.
Only livestock have no power to resist the harm from wolves, and the owner of the pen sees the livestock as their property. If anyone dares to harm them, the owner would be furious.
But who is the owner of the pen? Zhang Chu couldn't figure it out.
Zhang Chu shook his head, trying to dispel these nonsensical thoughts from his mind.
The villagers then saw Old Mo fighting a Golden Lion in the distance.
The Golden Lion was as big as half a hill, its fur entirely golden, radiating a brilliant golden light.
Old Mo stood in front of the Golden Lion, even smaller than its eyes.
At this moment, the Golden Lion opened its mouth, and fireballs like suns enveloped Old Mo.
However, with a gentle wave of Old Mo's hand, countless fireballs were extinguished instantly.
It seemed that Old Mo was handling it with ease.
The Golden Lion, on the other hand, looked anxious, constantly scanning its surroundings as if searching for an escape route.
At this moment, Old Mo chuckled, "Be my mount obediently, I'll give you one more chance. If you still refuse, I'll slap you to death and give your meat to the villagers of Zaoye Village."
These words clearly reached the ears of everyone in Zaoye Village, and they were all shocked.
Such a huge Golden Lion, and he said he would give it away just like that? The old man's strength was simply unimaginable.
San Wazi, with snot bubbling, clapped his hands happily, "Great, great, this lion is so big, it can feed us for a year!"
Another child shouted joyfully, "Wow, another Great Demon to eat!"
"Huh?" Old Mo turned his head in surprise. The "another" word from the child's mouth caught Old Mo's attention.
"Could it be that these villagers have eaten other Great Demons before?" Old Mo wondered.
At this moment, Zhang Chu was also excited. Old Mo said he would give a lion to the village to eat, and his mouth watered at the thought.
As long as the lion wasn't used as a mount, it could be given to them to eat?
Zhang Chu didn't want to miss such a good thing.
At this moment, some villagers expressed doubt about Old Mo's words, "Is he joking with us?"
Zhang Chu immediately praised Old Mo, "Nonsense, Old Mo is clearly a powerful figure. How could his words be a joke?"
"If that Golden Lion dares to resist, Old Mo will surely slap it to death. By then, not only the lion's meat, but even its Demon Core, Old Mo wouldn't care for."
In the sky, Old Mo smiled slightly. The praise was indeed pleasing.
Although he knew Zhang Chu was eyeing the Golden Lion's Demon Core, Old Mo didn't mind.
The Demon Core of this creature wasn't of much value to him, at most it was a delicacy.
Moreover, if the Golden Lion was sensible enough to be his mount, Old Mo naturally wouldn't slaughter it.
At this moment, the Golden Lion shrank its neck, its back arched high, adopting a defensive posture, but it didn't attack. Clearly, it was very wary of Old Mo.
And just then, the lion suddenly turned and tried to escape!
Moreover, its escape route was cunningly aimed towards the top of Zaoye Village!