Chapter 2556: Chapter 39: Body Cultivation and Mo Hua
The person in charge of hiring on the ship was a steward, with two small mustaches, eyes shrewdly sizing up Mo Hua:
"You... want to be a guard?"
Mo Hua nodded.
The steward asked again, "Are you a Body Cultivator or a Spiritual Cultivator?"
Mo Hua replied, "Spiritual Cultivator."
The steward said directly, "Spiritual Cultivator not needed."
Mo Hua was slightly taken aback, "Why?"
The steward explained, "Hiring a Body Cultivator means heâs tough and strong, can fight on the front lines, endure hardships. Thick blood qi means that even if they suffer serious injuries, they wonât die easily. Light injuries heal quickly, and fewer spirit stones are required for compensation."
"As for Spiritual Cultivators... When injured badly, they die quickly, they donât dare to charge ahead, hide in the back with a spell prepared half a day, and canât even hit anything..."
"Hiring a waste..."
The stewardâs face was full of disdain, clearly frustrated.
Mo Hua: "..."
He could only say politely, "My spells are very strong."
The steward replied, "Every Spiritual Cultivator tells me that."
Mo Hua said, "I cast spells very quickly."
The steward said, "Well, they also said their spells cast quickly."
Mo Hua: "My movement technique is also excellent, not easy to die."
The steward nodded, "Last month, a Spiritual Cultivator eaten by sand monsters also told me his movement technique was good..."
Mo Hua was speechless.
These half-baked Spiritual Cultivators lowered the overall reputation of "Spiritual Cultivators", causing him, a "master", to suffer from poor reputation.
Mo Hua sighed and had to say, "I... have very strong cultivation."
The steward asked, "How strong?"
Mo Hua whispered, "Iâm in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage."
The steward pointed at his own face, his eyes shining oily:
"Look at me..."
Mo Hua looked at him.
The steward then said, "Do I look like a fool? Look at yourself, how old are you? At most twenty or thirty years of cultivation age, Foundation Establishment Late Stage? Why donât you ascend to heaven? If youâre truly Foundation Establishment Late Stage, Iâd take my head off and let you play soccer with it..."
Moreover, Foundation Establishment Late Stage means higher status, requiring more spirit stones. With those spirit stones, it is better to hire more Foundation Building Middle Stage body cultivators.
The steward waved his hand, "Next..."
Mo Hua, helpless, could only say, "My strength is really strong. Why donât you find someone to spar with me?"
The steward also said, "Sir, Iâm not making things difficult for you, the reality is, Spiritual Cultivators just donât work. The boss also said, in the guard business, itâs best not to hire Spiritual Cultivators if possible. Those are the rules."
"Hiring a Body Cultivator, if something happens, I wonât be blamed. A Body Cultivator at least has sheer brute strength. But if I hired a Spiritual Cultivator and you did nothing except get eaten by monster beasts, the boss would have me fired."
"Furthermore..."
The stewardâs shrewd gaze swept over Mo Hua:
"Iâve met countless people, and looking at you, you seem ordinary, nothing exceptional. Your spiritual power is shallow; I guess even among Spiritual Cultivators, youâre at the bottom. Forget it, donât make it difficult for me..."
The steward waved his hand at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua was helpless. If he hadnât seen this person was just a regular cultivator, he would have planted a devil in the Taoist heart, changing this personâs understanding of Tao cultivation.
But there was no way; this person was just an ordinary man. Though stereotypical and snobbish, he hadnât done anything truly bad.
Mo Hua wasnât keen to make things hard for him.
After leaving the ship, Mo Hua went to several other family-run shipping businesses doing desert ship ferrying.
Without exception, all were rejected.
Young age, unknown background, no local connectionsâgetting a job is extremely difficult.
Besides, the Tao cultivation "specialization" was mismatchedâa fragile "Spiritual Cultivator," naturally facing closed doors everywhere.
Even Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation wasnât good enough.
Foundation Establishment Late Stage means high realm, implying high hiring priceâthe local shipping businesses were naturally more cautious.
Not even lowering his asking price worked.
A Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator, not daring to ask for a priceâisnât that guilty, knowing that your strength isnât up to par?
Or, being a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator and offering low-priced "guard" serviceâisnât that up to something suspicious, harboring ulterior motives?
Mo Hua previously didnât know that it was so hard for an ordinary Spiritual Cultivator to find a job and make a living.
If Spiritual Cultivation doesnât work, then being a Formation Master should be right.
Mo Hua tried another shipping business, saying he was only a Second-grade Junior Formation Master wanting to find a job on a ship headed to Great Desert City.
The steward of the shipping business listened, and the wrinkles on his face smiled like a chrysanthemum, nodding and bowing to Mo Hua with utmost respect.
But as for the job on the ship, the steward still only brushed off, not daring to agree.
Mo Hua sought some indirect information and came to know.
Here at Dafeng Crossing, nearly all businesses are "monopolized," and the formations on the sand ships can only be drawn by Formation Masters supported by local families.
They donât need the formations to be outstanding but need absolute confidentiality, absolute safety, absolutely controlled by themselves.
External Formation Masters, no matter how high their standards are, theyâre treated like a Great Buddha, wonât actually be allowed to touch the sand shipâs core formation.
"Monopoly" is more important than anything.
Previously, if Mo Hua revealed his "Second Grade Array Master" status seeking a ride, these shipping businessesâif just to earn favorâwouldnât refuse.
But now, with the flames of war spreading, the situation is chaotic.
Shipping is very dangerous, and routes have tightened.
Local shipping companies seek not to achieve, but not to fail, aiming not to offend but not to placate so as not to misjudge the person and invite trouble.
With that, Mo Hua could only say goodbye.
Finding a boat guide, crossing the sand sea to Great Desert City proved even trickier than he imagined.
He lingered at Dafeng Crossing for two more days, finding that everywhere, only Body Cultivators were hired; there was no room for Spiritual Cultivators to make a living.