Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 1391: 772 Magical Treasure_3

Chapter 1391: Chapter 772 Magical Treasure_3

“Are you willing to be my own Magical Treasure?”

The Taoist Stele remained silent like a mountain, showing no interest in responding.

Mo Hua pouted, “Stingy, looking down on people…”

But upon reflection, it made sense.

The Taoist Stele, so mysterious and elusive, seemed to contain a certain divine aura that even an Evil God feared; it must have a significant origin.

With such a notable origin, even if offered to be one’s own Magical Treasure, one would not dare to accept it.

One did not have such a grand Life Chart.

With this thought, Mo Hua felt much more at peace and apologized sincerely to the Taoist Stele:

“I’m sorry, I overstepped my bounds.”

The Taoist Stele remained silent, but there was a slight, subtle vibration.

It seemed quite satisfied with Mo Hua’s “self-awareness.”

“The Taoist Stele is not an option either…”

Mo Hua sighed.

“Forget it, leave it like this for now, take time to consider slowly; it’s already been delayed for a long time, no rush at this moment.”

Moreover, his Spiritual Power and Blood Qi roots were already inferior to others—especially among the numerous Heavenly Pride in the Sect, there’s no fear of lacking a bit more.

With this thought, Mo Hua suddenly felt much better.

A slacker’s mindset arose, perceiving a boundless world.

Besides, he is proving the Dao through Divine Sense, not forced to compete with these Sect Heavenly Pride, over matters like Spiritual Power, Blood Qi, Spiritual Artifact, inherent disadvantages.

It’s enough to muddle through, breakthrough the Realm, and form a Golden Core.

Mo Hua nodded.

He then took out the Taixu Token.

On the Taixu Token was a long text transmitted by Elder Xun.

Within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Original Magnet signal is weak, so transmitting this text completely took quite some time.

Mo Hua read it once and was slightly shocked.

“Virtual and real power, merging the present world with Divine Thought…”

“The land of Blood Creek and White Bone is not truly a place for raising Demon Wraiths; the real secret hides deep within.”

“The entire Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a Divine Way structure permeated by a large Formation…”

“Within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, there’s a complete lineage of extremely profound Divine Formation inheritance…”

…

This Elder of Formation Arts is a master!

The Formation in Valley of Ten Thousand Demons indeed showed some clues, but he didn’t understand it thoroughly.

Moreover, some details were not noticed at all by him.

This is the difference brought by the Cultivation Realm, in terms of Formation vision and cognitive structure.

Besides…

A whole lineage of extremely deep Divine Formation inheritance!

Mo Hua’s eyes lit up.

The Divine Formation inheritance here might be even more formidable than he thought.

The opportunity is rare, so Mo Hua immediately made inquiries about “virtual and real power, merging of present world and Divine Thought, Formation structure, Divine Formation secrets” to Xun Ziyou through Transmission.

Xun Ziyou felt a tingle in his scalp after reading.

“These Formation questions, how could a Foundation Establishment Disciple ask them…”

Xun Ziyou muttered inwardly, but he couldn’t answer, so he went to ask Xun Zixian.

Th𝗶ʂ 𝕔h𝑎p𝐭𝓮r ɩ𝗌 p𝗼𝑠ţєⅆ b𝐲 𝗞𝑖ṯℯṅ𝕠𝕧𝙚𝘭

Upon hearing these questions, Xun Zixian’s eyes gleamed, and he answered them one by one.

Xun Ziyou then relayed them back to Mo Hua.

Afterwards, Mo Hua asked again, leaving Xun Ziyou no choice but to ask Xun Zixian again, and finally, Xun Zixian impatiently stretched out his hand and said:

“Give me your Taixu Token.”

Reluctantly, Xun Ziyou handed his Elder’s Medallion to Xun Zixian.

Subsequently, Xun Zixian chatted with Mo Hua for a while.

The two exchanged opinions on Formation issues, conversed pleasantly, completely forgetting about Xun Ziyou, leaving him aside.

Xun Zixian was no longer in that annoying mood of “I don’t want to cast pearls before swine,” instead he was brimming with enthusiasm, talking lively.

Xun Ziyou sighed helplessly.

Eventually, the conversation concluded.

Xun Zixian handed the Taixu Elder’s Token back to Xun Ziyou, and expressed, “He is an extremely promising talent; his future in Formation is limitless…”

After finishing, he looked at the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons with a solemn expression, “This child must not be harmed inside this Valley.”

Xun Ziyou silently rolled his eyes at him, thinking, “Do you even need to say that?”

Then he sighed again.

So the stalemate had lasted for several days now, just uncertain when a turn of events might occur.

…

Inside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Mo Hua and Elder Xun Zixian spoke for a while, benefiting greatly.

Despite Elder Xun Zixian’s Formation skills were far inferior to Elder Master Xun, his understanding of Formation and his experiences and insights on some Formations were unique as well.

Mo Hua was deeply moved, indeed in thrice-company there is always a teacher.

Never underestimate any Formation Master, always keep a humble heart, think, learn, and ask more.

Moreover, it was about the guesses Elder Xun Zixian provided, regarding “Divine Formation” within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

After a round of conversation, Mo Hua had some vague ideas, but temporarily couldn’t be sure…

On the next day, inside the Chamber of Evil Instruments of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

The old monster cultivator known as Evil Arms Master was still teaching Ouyang Mu to refine Sword Bone and forge Evil Sword.

Ouyang Mu stood between the Blood Pool and Bone Furnace, diligently refining the sword.

Outside the Chamber of Evil Instruments, Jin Gui’s eyes were like snakes; he watched for a while. Seeing Ouyang Mu never slacked off and indeed was forging Evil Sword deeply, he nodded with satisfaction.

“Once Ouyang Mu enters the Demon Path and becomes an Evil Sword Master, everything will be easy…”

Jin Gui left without a trace of emotion.

But what he didn’t know was, externally, Ouyang Mu indeed participated throughout.

But in fact, he hadn’t really engaged in the forging process of the true Evil Path.

This was partly due to Mo Hua teaching him “smooth evasion,” and partly because that old monster cultivator turned a blind eye.

Mo Hua found it curious and transmitted to Ouyang Mu:

“Ask the old fellow about his relation with the Ouyang Family.”

Ouyang Mu was startled, nodded slightly, then turned to the old monster cultivator and said: “Old…”

Under Mo Hua’s influence, he almost uttered “old fellow.”

Ouyang Mu coughed, changed his address, and said softly:

“Old forefather, do you have some… connection with our Ouyang Family?”

The old monster cultivator’s body trembled, he ceased his movements, emitting a strong sense of hostility and unwillingness.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly intensified.

All around was silent, only the sinister green furnace fire crackled, producing oppressive sounds.

Ouyang Mu swallowed his saliva, lowered his eyes slightly, glimpsed at his sleeve, then softly said:

“If you… don’t want to say, forget it…”

The old monster cultivator suddenly turned his head, looked at Ouyang Mu with murky eyes, with a wistful expression, mixed with extremely complex emotions.

At last, he sighed.

“Alright, it’s no harm to tell you…”

Ouyang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, just about to put down the white bone in his hand.

The old monster cultivator then said: “Don’t stop your hands.”

“Oh…”

Ouyang Mu was startled, and then continued to refine the white bone beside the furnace.

The old monster cultivator sat still, gave a deep sigh, and finally began to speak slowly:

“This matter is quite lengthy…”

“You guessed right; I indeed have some ties with the Ouyang Family, and indeed, I was once… ”

At this point, the old monster cultivator seemed a bit difficult to speak, but ultimately gritted his teeth and said:

“…A disciple of the Ouyang Family!”

Ouyang Mu’s expression changed.

A disciple of the Ouyang Family!

Indeed!

Suddenly, he felt both shocked and furious.

The dignified Tai’a Sect Ouyang Family, being captured by monster cultivators since hundreds of years ago, imprisoned in this sunless dungeon, forced to aid these vicious monster cultivators in crafting sanguinary evil swords.