Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2088 Chapter 992: Team Formation (2)

"The early stages of the competition are fairly straightforward, where each win grants just a single point."

"But as the event moves forward, the rivals get tougher, and securing victories turns more challenging. Those later wins can rack up far more points, sometimes dozens or even hundreds."

"That's why the Sword Discussion Conference truly tests the core strength of the Heavenly Pride Disciples from every sect."

"A sect with more—and more powerful—Heavenly Pride Disciples can push deeper into the tournament, gather greater points, and climb higher in the rankings..."

Murong Caiyun explained with a touch of sorrow, "Our Taixu Gate... Actually, it's not only Taixu Gate, but also the other Eight Great Gates and the Twelve Streams facing this issue."

"We have far fewer top disciples compared to the Four Great Sects."

"Even if Taixu Gate manages to keep one or two top teams in the semifinals or finals of the Sword Discussion, that would already be impressive."

"Yet each of the Four Great Sects could easily have four or five such elite squads remaining."

"And beyond those elite squads, they possess even mightier teams of bloodline Heavenly Pride talents."

"With Superior-Grade or even Heavenly Grade Spiritual Roots, practicing the highest-level cultivation techniques, wielding the most advanced Daoist Magic, their Spiritual Power Cycle refined to its peak, backed by direct lineage bloodlines, all at the Foundation Establishment Peak..."

Murong Caiyun gave a bitter smile.

These were cultivators boasting flawless aptitude, impeccable heritage, and Spiritual Power pushed to the utmost limit of Foundation Establishment.

Taixu Gate could count itself lucky to claim even one, whereas the Four Great Sects could assemble a full team of such prodigies.

Mo Hua felt a quiet surge of astonishment.

The Four Great Sects possessed foundations of astonishing depth...

He had somewhat misjudged the scale before.

Mo Hua furrowed his brow, sinking into deep reflection.

Murong Caiyun's lovely eyes drifted toward Mo Hua as she quietly weighed her thoughts.

She held Mo Hua's array formation talents in high esteem.

Yet the Sword Discussion Conference wasn't a Formation Competition; formations didn't play a direct role. In the heat of swift attacks and defenses, intricate array setups proved bulky and impractical.

When it came to raw combat power, Mo Hua remained rather "imbalanced."

His skills in concealment, dodging, and spell manipulation shone brightly.

However, his physique stayed frail, his spiritual power remained limited, and he had few options for outright assault.

This view stemmed from her past experiences partnering with Mo Hua—whether hunting Sin Cultivators or tackling sect bounties.

Above all, his standout feature was the "Amplification Formation."

Murong Caiyun could still recall the thrilling rush of "spiritual power boiling" and the boost from Five Elements Amplification.

That empowerment through the Five Elements Law had felt utterly mesmerizing.

Regrettably, Murong Caiyun had only tasted that empowerment from beginning to end just once.

It had sparked a quiet grudge in her heart that lingered for a while.

Murong Caiyun pulled back from her musings and started evaluating Mo Hua's strengths.

In the present setup, Mo Hua excelled as a potent "support" cultivator.

He offered flexibility, filling in whatever gaps arose.

But that also made him heavily reliant on "teammates."

The mightier his allies, the more he could amplify his own power.

On the flip side, weak teammates would leave Mo Hua's role feeling out of place...

Still...

Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua thoughtfully, then asked, "Junior Brother, since the Sword Discussion Conference involves five-person teams, have you figured out your preferred teammates yet?"

Mo Hua paused briefly before replying, "I've got some thoughts, but nothing finalized."

"You should decide soon," Murong Caiyun suggested.

Teaming with the weak would render his "support" abilities useless, making entry into the Sword Discussion Conference a waste.

Selecting strong partners brought its own hurdles—whether they'd even consent, and then justifying it to the sect.

The Sword Discussion Conference stood as a grand affair, dictating the sects' portions of the Qianlong Spirit Mine and touching on vital core benefits.

Team assignments for the Sword Discussion were mapped out well in advance with utmost care.

Particularly for the Heavenly Pride Disciples, every placement fit like a glove.

Mo Hua's abrupt desire to join the Sword Discussion in earnest threw off the plans.

And given his favor from the ancestors, his status as the beloved "junior brother" across the sect, drawing others away to reshuffle the Sword Discussion lineup would spell real trouble for the elders.

Mo Hua grasped Murong Caiyun's implication and nodded earnestly, "I'll give it careful thought."

He posed a few additional queries about the Sword Discussion guidelines, grasped the basics, and wisely chose to depart.

"Senior Sister, I'm returning to the sect now. I won't interrupt your Core Formation."

With those words, Mo Hua turned to go, only for Murong Caiyun to call him back suddenly.

"Junior Brother..."

"Senior Sister, is there more?" Mo Hua inquired.

Murong Caiyun fell quiet for a beat, her face showing a trace of melancholy as she let out a soft sigh, "I can't offer much aid for Taixu Gate's concerns, I..."

Her features brimmed with reluctance.

Reading her intent, Mo Hua offered a warm smile:

"Senior Sister, don't worry. Handle the Sword Discussion side to me; after all, I'm Taixu Gate's... no, the 'junior brother' of Tai'a, Chongxu, and Taixu lineages."

Murong Caiyun blinked in surprise, yet a strange comfort settled in, drawing an unwitting smile from her.

"Senior Sister, you ought to advance to Core Formation shortly, then host a lavish Golden Core Feast and invite me to join the celebration," Mo Hua said smilingly.

Murong Caiyun smiled in return, "Alright, take care on the journey."

Mo Hua waved goodbye to Murong Caiyun and headed toward Taixu Mountain.

Amid the far-off azure peaks, Mo Hua followed the winding trail.

As she watched his form fade into the distance, Murong Caiyun abruptly noticed how much Mo Hua had matured without her realizing.

Right then, though he traversed the path solo, his slender outline seemed to merge subtly with the immense presence of Taixu Mountain, carrying a subtle essence of walking the land, merging with the peaks, shouldering the heavens...

Murong Caiyun watched closely, then broke into a soft smile, her brows resembling vibrant clouds, radiant and alluring.

...

Back at Taixu Gate, Mo Hua turned his attention to pondering the "team formation" details with full seriousness.