Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2093 Chapter 994: Sword Pointed at the Four Sects

In the secluded woods beyond the Disciple's Residence.

Towering ancient trees rise high, their branches thick and verdant.

Mo Hua positions himself beneath the massive old tree.

This grand ancient tree serves as the exact spot where he practices transforming his Divine Thought into a sword.

Hundreds of disciples have assembled, encircling Mo Hua completely.

Mo Hua himself directed this assembly, with Cheng Mo handling the arrangements to gather Junior Brothers from Taixu Gate.

Not every disciple from the sect is present here.

As the final year of Sect cultivation unfolds, most disciples remain occupied with their personal pursuits.

Some retreat into seclusion for cultivation, others venture out for Monster Hunting, a few refine their Taoist Skills, several persist with bounty missions, and many delve into Formation, Runes, Alchemy, Artifact Refining, along with various other Tao Cultivation methods.

Mo Hua's ability to rally so many disciples on such brief notice proves remarkably effective.

Within this group, the overwhelming majority hail from Taixu Mountain, joined by just a handful from Tai'a Mountain and Mount Chongxu.

Disciples of Taixu Mountain, bound by the same roots as Mo Hua and having shared extended time together, foster a profound connection and greater faith in their "Junior Brother" Mo Hua.

Whenever Mo Hua issues a call, the majority of Taixu disciples rush over promptly if their schedules permit.

The branches of Tai'a and Chongxu only recently integrated into Taixu Gate, leaving disciples from those mountains far more reserved toward Mo Hua.

Mo Hua remains unconcerned by this.

At present, the number of these disciples suffices for his needs.

In the compact forest clearing, hundreds of disciples either stand or settle down, forming a tight circle, all quietly observing Mo Hua.

"Junior Brother, you've summoned us—what's the matter?" one voice inquired.

Similar puzzlement flickered in the eyes of the others to different extents.

Mo Hua cut straight to the point:

"Will all of you join the Sword Discussion Conference?"

A few disciples nodded in agreement, while others shook their heads.

Mo Hua pressed them: "Why refrain from going?"

Silence hung briefly in the air, until one disciple spoke up:

"Junior Brother, my cultivation base feels somewhat weak, and my Spiritual Power Circulation Times are limited..."

"I'm not skilled in combat techniques..."

"My Taoist Skill lacks power."

"I have no idea whom to pair with for a team..."

"The Sword Discussion Conference stands as a major spectacle, a magnificent affair, with crowds of spectators— I... get a little anxious just thinking about it..."

"Yeah, with my limited abilities, I'd prefer not to step up and embarrass myself."

"To lose before such a vast audience, especially if it turns out poorly, would bring shame to the sect..."

The disciples voiced a range of excuses, all boiling down to self-doubt, reluctance to clash, or worry over tarnishing the sect's reputation.

After all, the sect encompasses countless disciples, each varying in talent and temperament.

Not every one possesses the talent or mindset suited for combat.

Mo Hua held a brief pause before declaring:

"Everyone knows the rules of the Sword Discussion Conference, don't they?"

"Securing even a single win, right from the beginning, no matter how minor, still adds one victory point to the sect's total."

The disciples nodded their understanding.

They were aware of this particular rule.

Nevertheless...

"Just one victory point... feels far too... trivial..." a disciple muttered softly.

But Mo Hua shook his head firmly, "Never dismiss the value of small acts of good."

"What appears as merely one victory point can, when gathered together, build the groundwork for ultimate success."

"This goes beyond a single point—it's about the dedication you offer to the sect."

Mo Hua's eyes shone with resolve and clarity:

"We all belong to Taixu Gate, united in its triumphs and trials."

"For Taixu Gate to flourish and grow mighty, it demands the combined efforts of every disciple."

"Taking part in the Sword Discussion Conference means battling not only for personal gain but for the glory and advantages of the sect itself."

"Even defeat carries its own dignity."

"Mockery might come from outsiders, yet the sect's ancestors, the sect leader, and every elder will acknowledge your dedication and the toil you've invested for Taixu Gate."

"And should you claim victory, be it one bout or a lone point, it becomes a tangible step toward Taixu Gate's overall triumph."

"No great journey starts without initial strides."

"True victory builds gradually, piece by piece..."

"Taixu Gate isn't defined by one or two prodigies alone—it's the Taixu Gate forged by all its disciples!"

"The might of Taixu Gate rests upon the shoulders of every single disciple."

Mo Hua spoke with genuine fervor, words that struck deep into their cores.

The disciples felt their resolve stir upon hearing him.

They harbored no true refusal to join the Sword Discussion Conference; rather, amid the event's splendor teeming with prodigious talents, their own contributions seemed negligible, sapping their enthusiasm.

Mo Hua grasped this sentiment fully.

In typical scenarios, ordinary disciples serve as mere "cannon fodder," and their participation or absence alters little.

The sect never compels disciples to enter the fray, leaving the choice wholly voluntary.

Yet circumstances have shifted dramatically.

Following the Three Sects Unification, Taixu Gate now boasts over three times as many foundational disciples.

And fortunately, they count Mo Hua among them as their "Junior Brother."

"But, Junior Brother..." a disciple murmured hesitantly, "I do want to participate, yet I'm genuinely too feeble..."

"Besides, I lack experience in battling opponents..."

"That's right, I haven't trained much in that area..."

"If I actually go on stage, I doubt I'd claim even one win..."

Mo Hua gestured dismissively, "No worries—if you haven't sparred with swords, surely you've tackled Monster Beasts before?"

The group fell momentarily stunned.

Mo Hua pressed on, "If fighting or winning feels unfamiliar, simply reframe the Sword Discussion as 'Monster Hunting.'"

"You're not there to debate swords; instead, you're pursuing five 'human-like Monster Beasts.'"

This shift in viewpoint eased the tension for many disciples right away.

Sword debates might elude them, but Monster Hunting felt like familiar territory.

In particular, after Mo Hua optimized the 'Monster Hunting' approach, even those disciples weaker in fights and averse to intense confrontations could adhere to the guidelines, slaying one or two Monster Beasts at Refining Demon Mountain to harvest hides and pelts for trading in Merit Points.