Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2105 Chapter 998: Sect Taoist Soldiers
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Mo Hua labored through the entire night, sketching a preliminary outline.
With time so limited, perfection was out of reach, yet the draft proved mostly satisfactory overall.
In just three days, the Sword Discussion Conference would finally begin.
Meanwhile, the setup for the other array was nearing its completion.
Early the next morning, Mo Hua rose from his bed, bathed in the soft dawn light, performed his routine practice as always, then headed out to the quiet study near the Disciple's Residence.
The study remained peaceful, with the water flowing softly nearby.
Big White lounged outside, letting out a lazy yawn, clearly bored out of its mind.
Mo Hua walked over and patted the large dog's head lightly, murmuring, "Has the Sect Leader woken up yet?"
Big White shook its head in response.
Inside the study, all was quiet, and Mo Hua didn't want to disturb the Sect Leader abruptly, so he settled down beside the big dog, running his fingers through the fluffy white fur on its neck while awaiting the Sect Leader's emergence.
Big White appeared grumpy on the surface, but its body betrayed the truth, as its tail wagged joyfully and thumped against the ground.
After some time, the Taixu Sect Master stepped out, eyeing the sight in front of him and feeling a sudden pang of jealousy.
He himself had never once petted this Big White dog's fur...
There was no helping it; this Big White dog possessed a unique bloodline and upheld its pride, stubbornly rejecting any touch from outsiders.
The Taixu Sect Master let out a quiet sigh.
Hearing the sigh, Mo Hua realized the Sect Leader was up, and with reluctance, he released the plush white fur from his grasp, rising to offer a deep, respectful bow:
"Greetings, Sect Leader."
"Mm." The Taixu Sect Master gave a faint nod.
Mo Hua explained his purpose, "The items I spoke of earlier have been crafted—would you care to inspect them?"
The Taixu Sect Master thought it over briefly, then nodded and replied, "Very well." "I'll guide you there, but let's keep things discreet..." Mo Hua said in a low voice. "Very well."
The Taixu Sect Master donned plain attire, suppressed his presence, and summoned two reliable Elders. They climbed into a carriage, following Mo Hua's directions along a secluded route, traveling northwest toward Solitary Mountain City.
As the Sword Discussion Conference drew near, the paths in the Qian Learning State Boundary teemed with throngs of people.
That bustle, however, was confined to the main thoroughfares.
Solitary Mountain City lay far off the beaten path, with scant cultivators passing through, so their journey proceeded without hindrance.
The Sect Leader's carriage, drawn by an elite Spirit Horse and enhanced by a top-tier "Wind-Riding Formation," sped along rapidly.
Within mere hours, they reached Solitary Mountain City.
By this point, Solitary Mountain City pulsed with fresh energy. Towering Spiritual Machines rose high, majestic mines gleamed impressively, arrays clustered thickly, their glows weaving together in a dazzling display.
Mining Cultivators formed long, serpentine queues, packed tight but moving in perfect order.
The cultivators from visiting sects who traversed the city also wore brighter, more spirited expressions.
The Taixu Sect Master observed it all in a bit of a stupor.
He had heard accounts of Mo Hua's efforts in Solitary Mountain, but accounts paled in comparison to witnessing the changes firsthand.
The immense scale and dramatic overhaul of Solitary Mountain City left even him, the Taixu Sect Master, feeling bewildered and skeptical.
It was tough for him to accept that a mere Foundation Establishment Disciple had pulled off something this monumental...
The carriage pressed on, slipping into Solitary Mountain City, weaving through lanes and byways until it halted in front of the Refinery Shop.
These days, the Refinery Shop sprawled across a huge expanse, boasting countless massive forging furnaces that resembled hulking metal beasts, belching flames and thick smoke.
The furnaces thundered fiercely, plumes of white vapor surged upward, punctuated by the occasional clang of metal being hammered in the depths of the refinery, creating a truly imposing scene.
The Taixu Sect Master stared at the vast Refinery Shop, falling silent for a beat before he couldn't resist questioning Mo Hua:
"This Refinery Shop... it isn't yours, right?"
Mo Hua quickly shook his head, "No way."
The Taixu Sect Master remained quiet.
"Sect Leader, let's head in. I'll show you the way..." Mo Hua leaped from the carriage and
strode toward the refinery.
The vigilant guards at the refinery entrance lit up upon spotting Mo Hua, bowing deeply with utmost respect:
"Young Master Mo!"
"Yes, yes."
Mo Hua nodded and proceeded further inside.
Everywhere they went, the Artifact Refiners and disciples, regardless of their tasks, paused immediately, beaming as they saluted and called out to Mo Hua:
"Young Master Mo!"
"Hello, Young Master Mo!"
"Greetings, Young Master Mo..."
Mo Hua returned their smiles and greetings warmly, moving with the ease of someone right at home.
The Taixu Sect Master's face showed subtle shifts in emotion.
They ventured deeper into the refinery, where Master Gu, drenched in sweat from his intense artifact forging, rushed out to meet them,
offering hasty apologies:
"Young Master Mo, forgive me for the late welcome—I'm truly sorry..."
"No need for such formality," Mo Hua assured him.
He knew full well how hectic things were in the refinery.
"These are Elders from my Taixu Sect, here to examine the Spiritual Artifacts
and Formation media."
Mo Hua kept the Taixu Sect Master's identity under wraps.
Master Gu remained oblivious.
Still, as a seasoned figure with sharp perception, he noted the visitors' calm poise and deep cultivations, deeming them "honored guests," and he showed no slack, saying politely:
"Please, everyone, follow me."
With urgency at hand, Master Gu bypassed the chit-chat and guided the group straight to the artifact storage.
The storage brimmed with an assortment of Spiritual Artifacts—swords, blades, spears, axes, suits of armor, Daoist robes—all neatly stocked and ready.
The Taixu Sect Master arched an eyebrow.
On the surface, these Spiritual Artifacts in storage looked like newly shaped "blanks," merely Second Grade high-rank, nothing extraordinary.
Yet as Sect Master, his discerning eye pierced through at once, revealing that these weren't your typical mass-produced Spiritual Weapons, but bespoke
"tailored Spiritual Artifacts."
An entire storage crammed with them. And they went beyond basic customization.
In his thoughts, the Taixu Sect Master mentally scanned the Qian Learning State Boundary's Four Great Sects, Eight Great Gates, Twelve Streams, Qian Learning Hundred Gates, assessing the signature inheritances and strengths of each faction, and soon realized that these tailored Spiritual Artifacts, in key ways, served as "countering Spiritual Artifacts."