The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2207: Grand Luo Flying Sword Control (part

"With this Sword Array, even facing the sword prodigies of the Daluo Sect, it will be invincible and unmatched in its killing prowess..."

Mo Hua showered praise without any reservation.

Hearing these words, the Taia Sect Leader felt completely at ease.

Yet inwardly, he knew full well.

A Sword Array differs greatly from Swordsmanship.

How could a Sword Array designed for sword forging possibly stand against Sword Control methods?

This kid Mo Hua must simply be flattering him.

After all, as Sect Leader, and with this child being a mere Sect Disciple, it seems improbable that he'd utter falsehoods in front of him...

The Taia Sect Leader paused briefly before inquiring of Mo Hua:

"Mm!" Mo Hua nodded vigorously, his eyes shining with sincerity.

At the very least, his innocent face paired with that earnest look convinces anyone that this boy wouldn't dream of deception.

For a moment, the Taia Sect Leader found himself bewildered.

This isn't just any trivial item; a Sword Array represents vital inheritance, not something to share carelessly.

Still, the approaching Sword Discussion Conference holds equal gravity. Failing at it would leave an unerasable sense of loss.

The Taia Sect Leader knit his brows, mulled it over briefly, resolved himself, and gestured dismissively:

"Fine! It's yours!"

To snag the wolf's whelp, one must hazard the young goats.

Regardless of the Sword Array's value, it pales against securing leadership of the Eight Great Gates.

Besides, this journey serves to "cultivate" ties with Mo Hua.

To forge bonds with Mo Hua, skimping on the Sword Array would be unwise.

Mo Hua's brilliance as the Qianxue Array Dao Leader and the cherished "pearl" of the Taixu Gate’s elder demands tangible perks to establish rapport.

In this era, who bares their soul without sharing a meal?

Mere words and empty vows offer no gains and deceive nobody.

Mo Hua brimmed with joy as well.

He hadn't anticipated such largesse from the Taia Sect Leader.

Gifting away the Sword Array, no less.

"Thank you, Sect Leader!" Mo Hua beamed.

"I can demonstrate the Sword Array, however..." The Taia Sect Leader remained somewhat reluctant, "Will this Sword Array truly aid tomorrow's debate?"

"Mm!" Mo Hua affirmed with a nod, "Armed with this Sword Array, tomorrow's debate will turn much 'easier'."

The Taia Sect Leader wavered between belief and skepticism.

"Yet the debate looms tomorrow; viewing it now—will time allow mastery?"

"No issue," Mo Hua reassured, "I grasp Formations at an astonishing pace."

Wait, even with swift Formation learning, such speed defies reason...

The Taia Sect Leader mused quietly in his mind.

But with his commitment made, fretting over doubts served no purpose.

Renowned for his prompt and firm decisions, the Taia Sect Leader promptly declared, "Hold on, I'll arrange for it to be brought to you soon."

Overjoyed, Mo Hua replied, "Sect Leader, your generosity knows no bounds!"

In Mo Hua's view, the Taia Mountain Sect Leader swiftly earned the label of a "noble figure".

...

At the same time.

Within the Tumo Order.

One known as "A Sword’s Distance" boasted haughtily:

"What value does the Taixu Gate hold?"

"Without the Three Sects Unification, they lack even a proper sword art."

"During the Sword Discussion Conference, absent Sword Dao Heritage, what swords do they presume to debate? Utterly ridiculous."

"In their whole sect, only Linghu Xiao merits attention."

"Mo Hua?"

"Nothing but a Formation Master chasing vain glory. Incapable of wielding a sword, yet dares to join sword discussions?"

"Even Linghu Xiao fell to my blade before. Equating him to me—does he deserve it?"

...

This brash and loquacious manner rang a bell, leading another to remark:

"Ye Zhiyuan?"

"And if I am?"

Another probed, "How did you infiltrate this place? Do you bear a grudge against Mo Hua?"

"Leave that aside..."

"A Sword’s Distance:" "I merely seek confirmation: slaying Mo Hua will indeed crown me Alliance Hierarch?"

The assembly fell quiet.

Though they scorned Ye Zhiyuan’s hubris, they refused to renege on their word.

"Indeed."

"Excellent!" A Sword’s Distance proclaimed, "Come tomorrow, one strike of my sword will claim Mo Hua’s life, and I'll ascend as your Alliance Hierarch!"

"Failing to eliminate even Mo Hua, what genius are you pretending to be?"

"You lot of incompetents—just watch."

"Tomorrow marks the rise of your Alliance Hierarch!"

The members endured his rant, annoyed yet powerless.