Feeding pigs?
Mo Hua froze slightly, then slowly furrowed his brows.
He had wandered around Black Mountain Stronghold for so long, but he did not remember seeing pigs anywhere...
Besides, what were these Evil Cultivators raising pigs for?
Surely they could not be raising pigs for meat...
And what kind of pig was this pig, exactly?
Was it a monster beast?
For some reason, Mo Hua suddenly cared a great deal.
He kept feeling that in Black Mountain Stronghold, the phrase "feeding pigs" seemed especially strange.
"Should I take a look?"
Mo Hua raised his head and glanced at the sky. Night had just fallen, and it was rather dark.
It was still early. He would go take a look, then take advantage of the deep night to sneak back.
He could not stay in Black Mountain Stronghold any longer.
Mo Hua made up his mind, then concealed his figure again and quietly followed Scarface.
Scarface stuffed Kong Sheng into a sack and carried it in one hand. As he walked, blood dripped the whole way, all the way to the entrance of Rear Stronghold.
Scarface pushed the door open and went in.
Mo Hua's gaze sharpened, and he frowned.
So it was in Rear Stronghold. No wonder he had never seen it.
"Should I go in?"
Third Leader and Fourth Leader, those two Foundation Establishment Evil Cultivators, lived in Rear Stronghold. Mo Hua's concealment could hide him from their divine sense for a while, but if he was careless, it would be easy to expose a flaw.
Just then, he heard Scarface speaking with another old Evil Cultivator:
"Is Third Leader here? I've brought the thing."
Kong Sheng's corpse was merely a "thing," not even considered a person.
Or perhaps, in the eyes of Evil Cultivators, all Cultivators who