Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2200 Chapter 1028: Tumo Treasure Book

"Why can't I see through it..."

"Could there be some secret trail linked to other Evil Gods lurking here? Might that esteemed Mr. Tu harbor even more profound plots?"

Mo Hua mulled over this for quite a while.

Yet the hints were far too scarce; at present, he remained utterly clueless.

The revival of the Evil God, Mr. Tu's vast scheme—it had likely spanned countless years.

Lacking solid connections, mere idle speculation from within his quarters wouldn't uncover any real leads anyway.

Still, another matter piqued Mo Hua's curiosity deeply.

Mo Hua rested his chin on his hand, creased his forehead, and whispered to himself:

"Assuming Duanmu Qing truly visited the Rouge Boat..."

"What exactly would she be doing aboard the Rouge Boat?"

"Indulging?"

"Indulging in what?"

From what he could tell now, the Rouge Boat served as an elite den of romance.

It baited with allure, tempted with status, and climbed via influence, drawing in prodigies, forging factions, and building partnerships.

To put it simply, those prodigies headed to the Rouge Boat to cavort with ladies.

And Duanmu Qing?

As a woman herself, it seemed improbable she'd go there to "indulge" with women... So perhaps she... indulges with men?

Establishing her own "harem," keeping concubines, nurturing handsome youths, drowning in lavish debauchery?

"Tsk tsk-"

Mo Hua shook his head, sighing with feeling.

One should never judge by appearances...

A figure who looked like an icy immortal on the outside, yet reveled in such lavish vice in private...

This realm truly proved that the more radiant the facade, the darker the hidden rot could be.

That said, this remained mere conjecture on his part.

He couldn't confirm its validity at all.

No helping it—the scene was just too tangled, the indulgences too wild.

With his innocent mind, he simply couldn't picture what these noble heirs got up to in the Rouge Boat's hidden rooms...

If he wanted to find out now, it was far too late.

For he had already demolished the Rouge Boat.

As this dawned on him, Mo Hua abruptly trembled, realizing a grave issue:

"By destroying the Rouge Boat, did I also wipe out Duanmu Qing's handsome youths?"

"Would she seek my life over that?"

"Hold on, that doesn't add up...

"Initially, she had no plans to end me; it was only after I mentioned her "Taoist Heart was cracked" that she snapped...

"But why would that phrase rattle her so profoundly?"

Mo Hua wrinkled his brow extensively yet failed to grasp it.

This lady Duanmu Qing appeared stunningly gorgeous, but also ruthlessly sharp, enigmatic, and somewhat unstable, rendering her profoundly unpredictable.

"I'll have to be more cautious in the future..."

"Duanmu Qing... plus the other three prodigies from Qianxue, and..."

"Mr. Tu..."

Mo Hua nodded, his eyes profound and flickering with a glint.

Then, he brushed off stray thoughts, composed himself, and dove back into formation studies.

The complexities demanded gradual unraveling.

Mastering formations called for steady dedication, like water eroding rock, and could not be forsaken.

With so many unknowns lingering; gaining deeper formation knowledge offered greater security...

Mo Hua focused intently and resumed his formation research.

His current formation studies adhered to the earlier outline.

First up was deriving the Four Symbols Dragon Pattern.

Acquired via perils in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, by assembling the shattered Four Symbols Monster Pattern, reviving the monster pattern origins, and thus rebuilding a full "Dragon Pattern."

This rebuilding proved immensely arduous and prolonged, far from a quick feat.

Yet it greatly enriched his grasp and application of the Four Symbols Formation.

Should he succeed in restoring a "Dragon" through his own skill,

Then, in a way, he'd surpass typical Formation Masters' proficiency, worthy of the title Grandmaster of the Four Symbols Formation.

Hence, to Mo Hua, this derivation served as both learning and profound insight plus advancement in formations.

Besides that, the Reversed Spirit Formation awaited.

Mo Hua had mastered the Reversed Spirit Formation's fundamentals ages ago.

He had also begun probing its core concepts long before.

Thus, the true "major hurdle" in acquiring and perfecting the Second-grade Reversed Spirit Formation posed little challenge.

But minor obstacles kept arising.

Inevitably, since this was a Second-grade Ultimate Array, not simple to pick up.

It demanded ongoing practice and earnest insight.

Sufficient diligence would lead to natural success.

Mo Hua anticipated it eagerly.

Upon fully commanding the Reversed Spirit Formation, he'd wield the might of a Second-grade "Ultimate Array."

Capable of employing his Reversed Spirit Formation as the "spark," leveraging others' formations as the "fuel," to ignite grander "displays."

Naturally, those displays might not always ignite.

Yet the potential to trigger such displays had to be there.

Mo Hua nodded, quelled distractions, steadied his spirit, and immersed himself in formation research.

At the moment, he tackled these two formations head-on: the Four Symbols Dragon Formation and the Reversed Spirit Formation.

Both fell under Ultimate Arrays' domain.

Delving into them drained energy, and drilling them proved grueling.

The whole endeavor stretched long, veiled in mystery, and wearisomely repetitive.

Joined by the ceaseless rhythm of Divine Sense depletion and replenishment, amid tireless toil, repeated flops, confronting defeats, and intense reflection...

Yet Mo Hua embraced it with resolve.

Formations offered no easy paths; this was the destined route for all Formation Masters.

Furthermore, it led toward elevated realms of formations.

Exactly due to its immense difficulty, it held immeasurable value...

The following day, the sword discussions pressed on.

Mo Hua held Duanmu Qing's situation in his thoughts temporarily. He persisted with studying the two Ultimate Arrays.

However, tensions in the sword discussions mounted sharply. Particularly since, upon mounting the sword discussion platform and falling to Wanxiao Sect's Duanmu Qing,

Taixu Gate's once "tenuous" narrow lead vanished in an instant.

Room for errors shrank even more.

Daluo Sect surged back, chasing relentlessly, advancing without pause.