Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 1396: 774 Killing Game_2
Chapter 1396: Chapter 774 Killing Game_2
Ouyang Mu recalled again and nodded:
“Yes, during these days, he taught me sword casting, ostensibly for my benefit. The bloody and sinister sword casting methods he never let me touch. In reality, it’s because I don’t need to do anything at all. His spine has already become a forged sword bone!”
Mo Hua’s gaze shifted slightly, “So the reason he forged the sword bone but didn’t further refine it into a lifebound evil sword is because… something is missing?”
Missing something…
After Mo Hua spoke, he looked at Ouyang Mu.
Ling Huxiao thought for a moment and also looked at Ouyang Mu.
Ouyang Mu was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself, “Me?”
“Yes.” Mo Hua nodded, “Before you came, that old man was quietly refining swords. After you arrived, he took out the sword bone and started plotting to forge a lifebound evil sword…”
“It is clear that you are the key and also the condition for him to forge his lifebound sword and form the Golden Core.”
Ling Huxiao looked worried, “Then Junior Brother Mu is in great danger, isn’t he?”
“Since the lifebound sword bone has already been refined, it might not be long before that old monster cultivator forges his own Magical Treasure and forms a Core with it.”
“Indeed,” Mo Hua sighed slightly, frowning slightly, “The current problem is, we don’t know what his real sword-casting method is, or what hidden tricks are inside.”
“And also, the formation patterns he inscribed on the sword bone, what exactly do they do…”
Everyone appeared a bit worried.
But just standing here thinking won’t help, and there really isn’t much of a solution.
“Let’s act according to the circumstances…”
Mo Hua patted Ouyang Mu’s shoulder, “Be more careful.”
“Yes.” Ouyang Mu responded solemnly.
Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu, still somewhat uneasy, and said:
“Wait a moment.”
He ran back to the Secret Chamber, selected some array plates and spiritual artifacts, and drew some formations. Only then did he return to the prison and hand them all to Ouyang Mu.
“Hide these secretly…”
“This Spirit Tool Heart Protecting Mirror, it has the Gold Stone Formation on it and can protect your main arteries.”
“These array plates, if the situation becomes urgent, can be placed instantly to delay the enemy.”
“Take good care of this black cloth. If you feel dizzy, immediately wrap it around your forehead…”
“These are some pills to ward off monsters and restore blood. Keep them. If monster qi enters your body or your blood qi is severely depleted, consume them immediately…”
…
Mo Hua advised one by one.
Ouyang Mu was deeply moved and remembered Mo Hua’s instructions firmly in his heart, gratefully saying: “Thank you, Brother Mo!”
“Yes.” Mo Hua nodded.
With these measures, Little Wood has some means of self-preservation at least.
It’s just unclear when that old monster cultivator will make his move…
…
Next day, Mo Hua went ahead to the Chamber of Evil Instruments of the old monster cultivator.
Thɪ𝘴 𝙘h𝕒p𝗍𝖾r 𝙞𝖘 p◎ʂ𝕥ꬲ𝒹 b𝑦 𝒦ı𝙩ꬲ𝐧ⲟνℯ𝕝
He wanted to see if he could find any other clues.
But upon arriving at the Chamber of Evil Instruments, he found someone was already inside.
A large and robust figure, whose aura had greatly changed, Jin Gui was talking to that old monster cultivator.
He seemed to be reprimanding something.
“Too slow…”
“Are you really teaching him to refine evil artifacts?”
“That little brat from the Ouyang family has been learning for days, yet he seems not to have much evil aura on him?”
“Old thing, what are you up to?”
Jin Gui, having turned into a demon, had also grown much more irritable.
A hint of coldness flashed in the old monster cultivator’s eyes, then it turned turbid again.
He lowered his head and said in an old voice:
“Refining artifacts requires following a procedure, whether it’s the Righteous Dao or the Evil Path, it cannot be achieved overnight; there must be a process, step by step…”
After saying this, he coughed several times, and involuntarily, coughed up blood.
Jin Gui looked at him with slight disdain and muttered quietly, “Old fogey…”
Then he snorted coldly and said indifferently:
“From today, I’ll assign someone to watch you, to see whether you’ve truly been teaching that brat properly, and whether you’ve let that brat become tainted by blood, fall into the demon path…”
The old monster cultivator’s expression changed slightly, rejecting:
“This is not possible, sword casting is secret and my lifelong work, it must not be watched by outsiders!”
Jin Gui sneered, “At this point, still secret? No matter how good you are at sword casting, you’re just a Second Grade Sword-Casting Master, you can’t break away from the category of Second Grade. What does your refining control amount to?”
“Moreover, this is an order from the young master. In the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, what could be more important than the young master’s affairs?”
“Do you wish to go against the young master’s orders?”
The old monster cultivator suppressed the coldness in his eyes, lowered his head and said: “I wouldn’t dare…”
Jin Gui nodded slightly and said indifferently:
“That’s right, time is running short. You need to hurry up and not delay the young master’s grand plan, or you’ll die with no resting place, soul scattered!”
The old monster cultivator said nothing more, just lowered his head deeply, “Yes.”
With a cold glance at the old monster cultivator, Jin Gui turned and left.
After Jin Gui left, the evil instrument room, with its pale green ghostly flames and foul-smelling blood pool, was left with the old monster cultivator alone.
The old monster cultivator still hung his head low.
With no more spine, his figure hunched, it was difficult to straighten up once he lowered his head.
But precisely because he was lowering his head, Mo Hua couldn’t discern his expression, only hearing him mutter: “Yes, time… is running out…”
Mo Hua’s gaze paused slightly.
After that, the old monster cultivator showed no other special actions, continuing to lie on the chair, flipping through a piece of demon skin parchment.
About an hour later, Ouyang Mu was brought in.
But this time was different.
Two monster cultivators escorted him, and based on Mo Hua’s experience, one of them was a dog-headed monster cultivator.
The other had sharp eyes and a bald head, most likely another ‘Bald Eagle,’ a monster cultivator with an eagle pattern inscribed on him.
Thɪ𝘴 𝙘h𝕒p𝗍𝖾r 𝙞𝖘 p◎ʂ𝕥ꬲ𝒹 b𝑦 𝒦ı𝙩ꬲ𝐧ⲟνℯ𝕝