Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2089 Chapter 992: Team_3

Talking about swords isn't some trivial game.

Forming a team requires careful planning ahead of time.

Mo Hua cut straight to the chase and approached Linghu Xiao directly, inquiring, "Xiaoxiao, I'm heading to the Sword Discussion Conference—want to come along?"

Linghu Xiao paused for a moment in surprise, then a spark ignited in his gaze. He gave a nod to Mo Hua:

"Sure."

In merely two breaths, within the span of one simple sentence, Linghu Xiao—this rare genius appearing once every five centuries in the Rushing Void Sect—got effortlessly "recruited" by Mo Hua.

Having Linghu Xiao on board simplifies matters greatly.

Mo Hua himself, paired with Linghu Xiao.

Bring in Cheng Mo, include Situ Jian.

That makes four members right there.

Cheng Mo and Situ may not rank among the elite when stacked against the Four Great Sects' talents.

Yet inside the Taixu Gate, they qualify as "top-tier disciples."

Cheng Mo's tough hide serves perfectly as a frontline tank.

Situ Jian's refined sword techniques offer balanced attack and defense, making him "adaptable" for any strategy.

Few in the Taixu Gate surpass their skills.

Besides, after hanging around Mo Hua so much, they've absorbed a bit of his sly and devious ways, boosting their effectiveness in real fights.

Additionally, since they all know one another inside out, their teamwork flows without hitches.

Synergy proves vital in group battles.

One spot remains open, and Mo Hua has plenty of choices.

After years as the little Junior Brother, he's built up plenty of ties, so pulling in help comes naturally.

Options include Brother Yang Qianjun, the speedy Hao Xuan, the clever Yi Li... any would fit nicely.

But that decision can wait. Right now, the focus is notifying Elder Master Xun and the Sect Leader.

Particularly "Linghu Xiao," the sole promising talent of the Taixu Gate at present, treasured by the Rushing Void lineage's forebears.

After "recruiting" him... well, after enlisting him, it's crucial to consult the master and Sect Leader.

Any issues must get sorted out promptly.

When Mo Hua sought out Elder Master Xun, the Sect Leader happened to be present too.

He laid out his intentions.

Elder Master Xun furrowed his brow in thought.

On the other hand, the Taixu Sect Master turned to Mo Hua and questioned, "Linghu Xiao has agreed?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, adding, "He's been eager to attend the Sword Discussion Conference alongside me for ages."

The Taixu Sect Master eyed Mo Hua appraisingly and sighed to himself—truly like brine with tofu, one neutralizing the other perfectly.

Linghu Xiao's name includes "smile," yet he rarely cracks one.

He stays aloof toward all.

Be it Sect Elders, the Sect Leader, or even ancestors, his attitude stays detached beyond basic courtesy.

To outsiders, Linghu Xiao appears as a lone, arrogant prodigy in the Sword Dao.

The deeper he delves into Sword Dao, merging man and blade as one, the more distant he becomes.

Only Mo Hua can truly connect with him.

The Taixu Sect Master grasped this well, recalling their shared life-and-death ordeal in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Some might call it Mo Hua's "saving grace" for Linghu Xiao.

Yet this bond upended all the Sect Leader's prior setups.

His pacts with the Tai'a and Chongxu lines now demanded revisions.

The Taixu Sect Leader couldn't resist rubbing his head.

He recognized it as a poor habit.

The more he did it, the thinner his hair grew.

But facing Mo Hua before him, he just couldn't stop.

Elder Master Xun stayed quiet, merely observing Mo Hua steadily before asking, "Have you thought this through?"

"Yes!" Mo Hua affirmed with a solemn nod.

"Your hidden strengths..."

"I'll stay cautious," Mo Hua assured him.

"Alright," Elder Master Xun acknowledged with a faint nod, "I understand. Head back and get ready properly."

Mo Hua's expression brightened as he said, "Thank you, Master."

Then he glanced at the Taixu Sect Master, zeroing in on his hairline, and offered a polite bow, "Apologies for the inconvenience."

The Sect Leader managed only a helpless grin.

Once Mo Hua had departed, the Taixu Sect Master regarded Elder Master Xun thoughtfully and ventured, "Is this... truly fine?"

Elder Master Xun paused briefly before replying, "Good or bad, it won't make things worse... You know the state we're in now."

At those words, the Taixu Sect Master let out a heavy sigh.

In Taixu Gate's current plight, victory at the Sword Discussion Conference seems a distant hope.

Lacking elite powerhouses, the sect barely qualifies to vie for a spot among the Four Great Sects.

Even clinging to its rank within the Eight Great Gates demands immense effort.

True, absent surprises, Mo Hua should still claim the "Formation Leader" honor, but banking solely on the Formation Competition won't suffice.

After all, the Sword Discussion remains the centerpiece.

A crushing loss there could render even one "Formation Leader" title insufficient to safeguard Taixu Gate's shaky standing.

Moreover, post the Three Sects' merger and unification, foes encircle Taixu Gate, ramping up the Sword Discussion's challenges manifold.

The peril mounts, prodigies dwindle, and resources stay scarce.

As Sect Leader, he strains to devise strategies, yet certainty eludes him.

Elder Master Xun spoke evenly:

"Man plans, heaven decides. No scheme for this Sword Discussion Conference can override the disciples' own resolve."

"So let them forge ahead independently."

The Taixu Sect Master nodded in agreement.

At minimum, he held faith in that kid Mo Hua—despite Mo Hua's occasional odd antics that left everyone scratching their heads.

"Only..." The Taixu Sect Master mulled it over, then added, "Won't the Rushing Void Sect raise a fuss?"

Elder Master Xun offered no response, neither confirming nor denying.

Two days passed, and during the sect's standard assembly.

Sure enough, the Rushing Void Sect elders voiced fierce opposition.

"The established rules get altered on a whim? Are you turning the Sword Discussion Conference into child's play? You, Taixu Gate..."

Mid-sentence, the elder caught his error.

Now all belonged under Taixu Gate's banner.

He amended quickly: "Your Taixu Sect—how do you regard the sect's welfare? This isn't playtime."

Others grumbled about Mo Hua too: "Right, this disciple named 'Mo Hua' might snag Formation Leader, but that hardly justifies wild behavior."

"Plus, this is Sword Discussion, not Formation Competition!"

"Why's a Formation Master stirring things up? He could drop out in the opening round."

"What scheme is your Taixu Sect hatching?"

The Taixu Sect Master's face remained impassive.

Before ancestors, he might waver.

But at this Three Sects gathering, as Sect Leader, he wielded command and showed no doubt.

The Taixu Sect Master stated coolly:

"The decision stands; the ancestors have endorsed it. This announcement informs, not invites debate."

"As Sect Leader, I'll bear all consequences."

Tension gripped the hall.

The Rushing Void elders hushed.

Ultimately, Taixu Gate's Sect Leader now ruled the Three Sects outright.

His word held sway.

Still, resentment lingered, and they vented irritably: "Keep indulging that Mo Hua if you must, but this path will breed disaster eventually."

The Taixu Sect Master responded steadily, "He's the Formation Leader, with a shot at repeating as Formation Leader."

The subtext: as Sect Leader, he fully intended to favor him.

If Tai'a or Rushing Void produced Formation Leader-caliber disciples, they'd receive equal pampering.

Strength dictated everything.

Post-Three Sects unification, Taixu Gate's survival might hinge on Mo Hua as the "Formation Leader."

The Rushing Void elders found no retort left.

Noting the Rushing Void side's silence on further protests, the Taixu Sect Master kept his composed front, though he silently exhaled in relief.

"With that settled, this issue is finalized..."

Before he could conclude, the Tai'a branch's Sect Leader cut in abruptly, "No! Our Tai'a branch objects as well!"

The Taixu Sect Master blinked in surprise, his eyes sharpening faintly.

He hadn't anticipated the Tai'a branch jumping in with dissent.

After the Three Sects' blend, the branches shared governance, with the Taixu Sect Master at the helm, yet the Tai'a Sect Leader carried weighty influence.

"Why the objection?" the Taixu Sect Master probed.

The Tai'a Sect Leader huffed disdainfully and declared:

"Mo Hua hails from the Taixu branch, Linghu Xiao from Rushing Void—my Tai'a branch demands a disciple in the mix too!"

This Sect Leader had weighed it carefully.

The outlook stayed unchanged, neither improving nor declining.

Loss would strike all equally!

But victory ought to unite them all.

Thus, he resolved to slot in Tai'a Sect's brightest, mightiest, and most defiant disciple into the squad!