Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2094 Chapter 994: Sword Pointed at the Four Sects (Part 2)
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
"But..." one disciple murmured, "the sword contest isn't quite the same as hunting monsters, is it..."
Monster Beasts boast immense toughness and power, yet their behaviors stay rigid and unchanging.
Cultivators stand apart, displaying adaptability and unpredictability, along with sharper, more devious intellects.
One fight pits against wild creatures, the other against fellow humans, demanding wholly distinct approaches to battle.
Mo Hua replied with assurance: "Rest easy, I've planned everything out. In the moment, stick to my commands, merge into the formation, arm yourselves with arrays, adjust using Spiritual Artifacts, and bolster your strategies."
"View yourselves simply as Taoist Soldiers, cast aside fear, stay sharp, and obey directives. Victory brings joy, defeat holds no sting. After all, it's just a sword contest—no lives will be lost."
With Mo Hua's words guiding them, a spark ignited in the eyes of everyone present.
Noticing this fresh resolve, Mo Hua's voice grew fervent as he continued:
"Every disciple from the Qian Learning State Boundary gets just a single shot at the sword contest in their entire life. I refuse to believe any of you wish to squander this chance."
"If you're unwilling to let it slip, then charge in and seize it!"
"The Qianxue State Boundary teems with renowned sects, brimming with geniuses and endless powerhouses."
"Yet regardless of their superior gifts, realms, or might, these so-called prodigies are only mortals, no loftier than you."
"Beneath the vast Heavenly Dao, every soul ranks as mere straw dogs."
"So if we're all straw dogs, what makes one superior to another?"
"Along the endless path of the Great Dao, a cultivator endures endless trials and torments."
"Never abandon that drive to press on, nor the boldness to clash blades with the mighty."
"Besides, in this sword contest, defeat costs little, while triumph yields immense rewards!"
"Even against the elites of the Four Great Sects, go all out and rip a chunk from them if you can!"
His declaration struck like thunder.
A wave of fervor swept through the disciples.
Ambition flared in some hearts, flushing their gazes with red.
Once they settled slightly, Mo Hua added gravely: "And the key matter..."
He scanned their faces, then declared deliberately:
"During this sword contest, we'll surely face 'encirclement' from the Four Great Sects and rival groups—the path ahead will be grueling, but remember... this event determines sect ranking shifts!"
"To clarify, the outcome here can reshape sect standings!"
"Should we actually outshine the Four Great Sects, Taixu Gate rises to join their elite ranks!"
Mo Hua swept his gaze across them, emphasizing each word:
"Picture this... We step in as members of the Eight Great Gates, yet emerge as premier talents of the Qianxue Four Great Sects upon completion!"
The disciples froze in shock.
Disciples of the Qianxue Four Great Sects!!
This idea had never crossed their minds before.
Not for lack of imagination, but sheer audacity to dream so boldly.
How formidable are the Four Great Sects—crossing into their domain demands extraordinary feats?
Where else could such fortune strike?
Yet Mo Hua's urging let the buried 'ambition' in their souls bloom wildly, like weeds thriving in warm winds.
Mo Hua's voice sharpened: "Frankly speaking, given our talents, we hardly qualify to enter the Four Great Sects..."
"If joining them lies beyond reach..."
His tone rang firm and resolute, eyes gleaming like distant stars, "then let's strive fiercely to elevate our own sect into the Four Great Sects!"
This proclamation echoed like tolling bells at dawn and dusk, shaking their cores deeply.
Taixu Gate disciples nearby sensed a swell in their breasts, followed by a blazing will to fight erupting like wildfire from within.
Through our own labors, hoist the sect to Four Great Sects status!
Not just the disciples—even certain Taixu Sect Elders listening from a distance stood petrified.
Their pulses raced wildly.
Mo Hua's message applied to them just as keenly.
In truth, they lacked the merit to breach the Four Great Sects' gates.
Some lagged due to kin ties, humble origins, lagging cultivation, or sheer inadequacy, forever barred.
Others lingered as Taixu Gate Elders across generations, chained by familial oaths to the sect.
No matter their realm's height, a trace of loyalty forbade abandoning bloodlines for the Four Great Sects.
The honor of "Four Great Sects Elder" would elude them eternally.
But Mo Hua spoke truth.
If Taixu Gate ascended to the Four Great Sects...
Then these elders, once of the Eight Great Gates, could leap upward in an instant, reborn as Four Great Sects guardians!
This fortune eclipsed any mere wonder!
Taixu Gate elders exchanged glances, faces etched with incredulity.
Farther off, within the pavilion.
The Taixu Sect Master pondered silently for a stretch.
He too had been listening in.
After all, Mo Hua's abrupt assembly of numerous disciples stirred unrest among elders, compelling the Sect Leader to watch closely for any mishaps.
Thus, every utterance from Mo Hua reached his ears.
The Taixu Sect Master paused in a daze, murmuring to himself with a sigh:
Mo Hua, this young one, wields words like blooming lotuses from his lips—eloquent beyond measure. Even I, a Sect Leader at Feather Transformation Realm, feel my blood stir faintly.
Indeed, should Taixu Gate claim a spot among the Four Great Sects.
I, the Taixu Sect Master, would ascend to helm one of the Four Great Sects.
Such a sudden vault defies expectation.
Of course, he recognized Mo Hua's rhetoric as inspiring fluff—actual achievement loomed far harder.
If vying for Four Great Sects status proved so simple, would they truly hold that exalted name?