Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 1387: 771 Inheritance_2

Chapter 1387: Chapter 771 Inheritance_2

Mo Hua often deals with the Dao Court’s Supervisor Gu Changhuai, and he’s quite knowledgeable about these small bits of knowledge.

Ouyang Mu relaxed.

“Brother Mo knows a lot, if he says to refine, then refine it…”

So he quietly accepted the white bone, and according to the artifact refining technique, properly refined it and fused it into the fine iron beside it.

The old monster cultivator watched for a while, relaxed, then turned to do his own thing.

In the dingy green furnace fire, the white bone slowly melted, fusing with the fine iron…

Once he starts refining, Ouyang Mu becomes very focused, with an attitude of meticulousness.

After a while, Mo Hua couldn’t bear it, so he sent a transmission saying:

“Take your time…”

“Huh?”

Ouyang Mu was startled.

The old monster cultivator beside him heard the sound, frowned, and looked over, asking: “What’s wrong?”

Ouyang Mu shook his head, “Nothing, just a slip of the hand…”

Mistakes in artifact refining are all too common.

The old monster cultivator didn’t care, and turned back, continuing to focus on a piece of demon skin paper in his hand, pondering it over with interest.

But he still divided part of his attention to monitor Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu pretended to be honest for a while, then looked at the letter token, seeing Mo Hua’s transmission:

“Dawdle a bit, don’t refine so fast, make it seem like you’re tormented inside. Although you’ve decided to embark on the path of an ‘Evil Sword Master’, your heart hasn’t adjusted yet, so you seem hesitant…”

“Otherwise, if you refine so quickly and finish that piece of white bone, that old thing will definitely make you refine other more evil things…”

Ouyang Mu nodded.

Sure enough, Brother Mo has considered everything thoroughly.

This is something he couldn’t have thought of himself.

So he showed a conflicted expression, slowing his pace in refining the white bone, occasionally frowning, appearing pained, even deliberately making small mistakes to seem absent-minded.

This was all seen by the old monster cultivator.

He didn’t say anything.

Until Ouyang Mu finished refining that piece of white bone, more than half the day had passed, the old monster cultivator said:

“That’s enough for today, I’ll teach you something else tomorrow.”

Ouyang Mu put down the fine iron fused with the dead man’s white bone, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and cupped his hands to the old monster cultivator, without saying anything.

After a while, a monster cultivator came in, taking Ouyang Mu away.

After Ouyang Mu left, the old monster cultivator picked up that piece of fine iron, glanced at it, and nodded: “It’s the Ouyang family’s method of sword casting…”

He spoke with a sense of nostalgia.

Then, he snorted coldly, “Dawdling, trying to fool me…”

“But it doesn’t matter,” the old monster cultivator sighed long, with a deep gaze, murmuring: “As long as he can help me, forge the sword, it’ll be fine…”

After speaking, the old monster cultivator took out the demon skin paper again, fingers trembling as he caressed the pictures on it, his gaze like looking at a treasure.

Mo Hua, standing at a distance, couldn’t see clearly what was on the demon skin paper due to the angle.

He wanted to take the opportunity to get closer for a look, but felt it was risky, so he thought better of it.

After all, there would be opportunities in the future.

Mo Hua quietly returned the way he came.

He first returned to his Formation Pivot Secret Chamber.

Now, this dusty, long-sealed chamber within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons had become his “stronghold.”

Mo Hua first reported the situation to Elder Xun Ziyou to give them a sense of the situation.

Then he summarized all the known intelligence.

Afterward, Mo Hua scratched his head, realizing a problem:

He seemed to have been in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for quite a while…

He himself didn’t mind staying indefinitely, but the three captives including Little Wood were different—they had been captured and the longer they stayed, the worse it would be for their situation.

Moreover, Mo Hua almost forgot that he was now a sect disciple.

He still had classes to attend.

Although Elder Xun could excuse his absence, too many absences would be undesirable, and he’d fall behind in his studies.

Not to mention Elder Master Xun.

By now, Elder Master Xun probably knew everything, so he couldn’t let the elder worry anymore.

Mo Hua nodded.

“Need to speed things up…”

The current progress was still too slow.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was so vast, who knew how long it would take to thoroughly explore it.

“First, rescue Little Wood and the others, then as per the old plan, call Elder Xun to level the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and come back later to reap the benefits slowly…”

Thɪ𝗌 𝗰h𝖺p𝘵𝗲r 𝙞𝑠 pɵ𝗌𝙩𝖾đ b𝙮 𝘬𝒾𝖙℮ɳɵ𝓋𝙚ḷ

…

Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Xun Ziyou frowned as he looked at the blood-colored valley before him.

In recent days, he had been stationed outside with the elders and disciples of the Inner Gate, and couldn’t just sit around doing nothing.

But there was a white bone blood stream blocking their path, preventing them from advancing.

Xun Ziyou invited an Elder of the Third Grade Array Master from within the Taixu Gate to take a look.

A few Array Master Elders studied it for several days, initially confused, but gradually their expressions grew heavier.

“Ziyou, this is a place of raising evil spirits.”

A gentle and elegant Elder of Formation Arts from the Taixu Gate said.

This Elder of Formation Arts was also a descendant of Elder Master Xun, surnamed Xun, named Zixian, one of the top Third Grade Array Master Elders within the Inner Gate of the Taixu Gate.

“Raising evil spirits?”

Xun Ziyou was startled.

“That’s right.” Xun Zixian said, “You were right before, and Mo Hua’s appraisal is indeed sharp, he saw through the gist of it…”

Xun Zixian sighed: “There is indeed an evil formation here, using white bone as a medium and blood as ink, forming a ‘place of raising evil spirits.’

“But after all, Mo Hua is just a Second Grade Array Master, although his talent and ability are… exceptionally brilliant…”

Xun Zixian used the words “exceptionally brilliant.”

He was a Golden Core Realm and a well-informed Elder of Formation Arts of the Third Grade, knowledgeable and experienced.