Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2135 Chapter 1007: Support

"If things keep going like this, our ranking will sink even lower—we've got to come up with a plan..."

Mo Hua thought it over briefly before pulling up the roster for the Sword Discussion Conference. He noticed that over the upcoming dozens of sword discussion rounds, the toughest rival for Taixu Gate in the Xuan Character Bureau turned out to be...

the Sever Gold Sect.

The Gui Water Sect and the Sever Gold Sect both rank among the freshly emerged Eight Great Gates.

So, they serve as the "goalkeepers" for the Eight Great Gates too. It's no surprise they keep crossing paths with the Xuan Character Bureau often. Moving forward, every Taixu Gate disciple would face the Sever Gold Sect in at least one-third of all those Xuan Character sword discussions.

Contemplation flickered in Mo Hua's eyes.

The Sever Gold Sect was truly an age-old foe...

Back when they first stepped into the Demon Hunting Mountain, Mo Hua and his junior brothers had their initial showdown with the Sever Gold Sect disciples.

Over that time, they'd traded plenty of strikes.

The tangled resentments were far too intricate to sum up quickly.

A spark lit up in Mo Hua's gaze.

But dealing with the Sever Gold Sect should make things far simpler.

That "Gold-Cutting Armor" he'd schemed up before could see action once more. And that's not all.

Mo Hua now held two key inheritances from the Sever Gold Sect.

The Sever Gold Sword Control Jue and the Gold-Cutting Sword Formation— he'd drawn out their "Sword Dao Laws" and woven them into his Divine Thought's sword form.

Even though his actual Sever Gold Sword Qi was nothing special,

in the Divine Thought domain, his grasp of the Sever Gold Sword Laws ran incredibly deep.

To put it another way, the Sever Gold Sect's core legacy—at least everything up to Foundation Establishment—lay fully within Mo Hua's control.

Leveraging these inheritances to refine the "Gold-Cutting Armor" and forge a "Sever Gold Sword" would boost his odds against Sever Gold Sect disciples by a solid twenty percent at minimum.

With their core legacy clutched by a Formation Master like him, the Sever Gold Sect barely had a fighting chance.

"No surprise they warn that a sect's legacy leaking out brings endless headaches..."

Mo Hua gave a knowing nod.

Right now, he embodied the ultimate "counter" to the Sever Gold Sect.

Soon after, Mo Hua started refining the "Sever Gold Sword" and creating the "Breaking Gold Sword," tailored straight against the Sever Gold Sect.

Yet after scheming a bit, Mo Hua's mind drifted to one particular individual.

He scanned the Sword Discussion list repeatedly and at last spotted a

name—

Song Jian.

Ever since the chaos in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the Sever Gold Sect had been thrown into disarray: power struggles inside, the Jin family's collapse, the Song family's ascent, and all the fallout that followed. Mo Hua had been swamped, leaving no room to stay in touch with Song Jian.

But now, with the Sword Discussion Conference pitting them against the Sever Gold Sect once more...

Mo Hua mulled it over and fired off a message to Song Jian.

The pair shared a custom Letter Token.

Mo Hua had snagged it via Gu Changhuai's connections, straight from the Taoist Court's stores.

Once he had it, Mo Hua—still not fully trusting—tweaked the Magnetic Patterns on his own, tuning it for airtight communication.

Between Xuan Character sword discussions, disciples typically got a full day to recover and gear up for the next bout.

Mo Hua just so happened to have that day open.

The following day, he headed to the Refining Demon Mountain, slipping into a quiet

grove.

This spot was their set rendezvous.

Mo Hua perched in a tree, kicking his heels in boredom as he waited ages until Song Jian showed up late, sneaking into the woods and glancing about like some sneaky rogue.

Mo Hua let out a whistle.

Song Jian glanced upward, spotted Mo Hua, and let out a relieved breath,

then dashed over with his movement skill, bounding up to the branch in moments and settling across from Mo Hua.

"What do you need me for?"

Song Jian inquired.

After a few years, Song Jian had shot up in height, his features sharper and paler, though his overall look had improved.

Having weathered the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons ordeal, he'd grasped the perils of the world and the depths of human nature, lending him a far steadier air.

Still, around Mo Hua, a touch of nerves crept in despite himself.

Mo Hua's exploits in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons had etched themselves into his memory, unforgettable even now.

"You heading into a sword discussion soon?" Mo Hua cut right to it, no beating around the bush.

"Yeah..." Song Jian gave a slight nod.

"I'll lend you a hand with something," Mo Hua offered. "Got any rivals or foes in your sect? Point 'em out, and I'll help you 'put 'em in their place'

a little."

"You're helping me?" Song Jian blinked in surprise.

"What else would it be?" Mo Hua shrugged like it was the most obvious thing.

Song Jian creased his brow. "Is there... some angle here?"

When it came to mind games, he stood no chance against Mo Hua.

Better to just lay it out and get the facts straight.

Mo Hua dipped his head. "Just a minor ask... Give me the full scoop on your opponents—their cultivation methods, top sword techniques, quirks they have, hidden aces up their sleeves..."

Song Jian had never witnessed such outright cheek, with Mo Hua straight-up urging him to "sell out" his own sect so shamelessly.

"That doesn't feel quite right..." Song Jian said carefully.

"What's not right about it?" Mo Hua shot back. "The Sword Discussion Conference

goes beyond just the onstage clashes—offstage intel counts too."

"Scouting info is warfare in itself."

"Your Sever Gold Sect's been digging for dirt on us Taixu Gate disciples, hasn't it?"

Song Jian nodded without a word.

He couldn't argue; it rang true.

Ahead of every sword discussion, they'd swap intel on each other, and the Sever Gold Sect's tactics might even outdo Mo Hua's in sneakiness.

"See?" Mo Hua pressed on. "Truth is, I've already got counters lined up for your Sever

Gold Sect—this intel's just extra polish..."

And that held water.

With the Sever Gold Sect's prime sword formation spilled into the grasp of Mo Hua,

this formation prodigy, it was already a massive misfortune.

He sought this intel merely to lock in total victory.

If he got it, fantastic; if not, no big loss.

It'd just make the wins a tad tougher, nothing more.

Song Jian had taken too many beatings from Mo Hua, knew the guy's prowess inside out, and harbored no doubts about what he could pull off.