Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2089 Chapter 992: Team_3

Talking about swords isn't some trivial game for kids.

It's crucial to start building your team ahead of time.

Mo Hua didn't waste any words and headed directly to Linghu Xiao, inquiring, "Xiaoxiao, I'm heading to the Sword Discussion Conference—want to come along?"

Linghu Xiao paused for a moment, then a spark slowly lit up in his gaze. He gave a nod to Mo Hua:

"Of course."

In merely two breaths, in the span of one short sentence, Linghu Xiao—this rare genius appearing once every five hundred years from the Rushing Void Sect—got effortlessly "recruited" by Mo Hua.

Having Linghu Xiao on board makes things far smoother.

Mo Hua himself, plus Linghu Xiao.

Throw in Cheng Mo, and add Situ Jian.

Now they've got four members lined up.

Cheng Mo and Situ might not rank among the elite when stacked against the Four Great Sects.

But inside the Taixu Gate, they count as "top-tier disciples."

Cheng Mo's tough hide works perfectly as a frontline tank.

Situ Jian's refined sword skills handle both attack and defense, making him "adaptable" for any strategy required.

Not many in the Taixu Gate surpass them in strength.

What's more, from hanging around Mo Hua so much, they've absorbed a bit of his sly and crafty ways, which could amp up their effectiveness in real fights.

On top of that, since they all know one another inside out, their teamwork flows without hitches.

In group battles, that kind of harmony is key.

One spot remains open, and Mo Hua has plenty of choices.

After years as the little Junior Brother, he's built up a network of ties, so pulling someone in would be a breeze.

Options like Brother Yang Qianjun, the speedy Hao Xuan, or the clever Yi Li... any would fit right in.

That decision can wait, though. Right now, the main thing is to update Elder Master Xun and the Sect Leader.

Particularly with "Linghu Xiao," who's at the moment the sole promising talent in the Taixu Gate, treasured by the Rushing Void lineage's forebears.

Having "recruited" him... well, brought him on, it's vital to check with the master and Sect Leader first.

Any issues that crop up should get sorted out promptly.

When Mo Hua sought out Elder Master Xun, the Sect Leader happened to be present too.

He laid out his intentions clearly.

Elder Master Xun furrowed his brow, sinking into thought.

Instead, the Taixu Sect Master turned to Mo Hua and questioned, "Linghu Xiao's on board?"

"That's right." Mo Hua nodded, adding, "He's been eager to team up with me for the Sword Discussion Conference for ages."

The Taixu Sect Master eyed Mo Hua appraisingly and let out a quiet sigh, thinking how they truly were like brine and tofu—one complements the other perfectly.

Linghu Xiao might have "smile" in his name, yet he rarely cracks one.

He's icy toward everybody.

Be it Sect Elders, the Sect Leader, or even the ancestors, he offers nothing beyond polite deference—always distant.

To those on the outside, Linghu Xiao comes across as a lone wolf, an arrogant prodigy in the Sword Dao.

The deeper he delves into his Sword Dao, merging man and blade as one, the more folks should steer clear.

Only Mo Hua manages to get close to him.

The Taixu Sect Master got it, recalling how in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Mo Hua and Linghu Xiao forged a tie through life-or-death trials.

Some would go so far as to call it Mo Hua's "saving grace" for Linghu Xiao.

Yet this very bond threw all the Sect Leader's prior setups into disarray.

His deals with the Tai'a and Chongxu branches required rethinking too.

The Taixu Sect Leader found himself rubbing his head despite himself.

He was aware it wasn't a smart move.

The more he did it, the thinner his hair got.

But facing Mo Hua right there, he just couldn't resist.

Elder Master Xun stayed quiet for now; he simply regarded Mo Hua steadily and probed, "Have you thought this through thoroughly?"

"Absolutely!" Mo Hua affirmed with a grave nod.

"Your hidden aces..."

"I'll stay cautious," Mo Hua assured him.

"Alright," Elder Master Xun gave a faint nod, "I understand—head back and get ready properly."

Mo Hua's expression brightened as he said, "Thanks, Master."

Then he glanced toward the Taixu Sect Master, zeroing in on his hairline, and offered a deep, respectful bow: "Apologies for the hassle."

The Sect Leader managed only a bitter smile.

Once Mo Hua had gone, the Taixu Sect Master turned to Elder Master Xun and weighed his words, "This... is it okay?"

Elder Master Xun paused briefly before replying, "Good or bad, it won't make things any worse... You know the lay of the land right now."

At those words, the Taixu Sect Master heaved a sigh.

With Taixu Gate's current state, odds of triumph at the Sword Discussion Conference look bleak.

Lacking elite powerhouses, the Taixu Gate barely qualifies to vie for a spot among the Four Great Sects.

Even clinging to its rank in the Eight Great Gates proves a tough fight.

Sure, assuming no surprises, Mo Hua could still claim the "Formation Leader" honor, but they couldn't bet everything on the Formation Competition alone.

After all, the Sword Discussion remains the centerpiece.

A crushing loss there might render even one "Formation Leader" title insufficient to safeguard Taixu Gate's shaky standing.

Plus, post the sects' overhaul and the Three Sects' merger, Taixu Gate faces foes on all sides, ramping up the Sword Discussion's challenges several fold.

The outlook is dire, talents are scarce, and their options are razor-thin.

As Sect Leader, all he can do is scheme desperately, yet victory feels far from guaranteed.

Elder Master Xun spoke evenly:

"Humans plan, but heaven decides. No scheme for this Sword Discussion Conference matters in the end—it all hinges on the disciples' own drive."

"So if that's how it stands, let them charge ahead their way."

The Taixu Sect Master nodded in agreement.

At minimum, he still had faith in that kid, Mo Hua—even if Mo Hua's quirks sometimes left everyone scratching their heads.

"Only..." The Taixu Sect Master mulled it over, then pressed on, "Won't the Rushing Void Sect kick up a fuss like this?"

Elder Master Xun offered no response, neither confirming nor denying.

Two days on, during the sect's standard gathering.

Sure enough, the Rushing Void Sect elders voiced fierce resistance.

"The established rules get flipped on a whim? Are you turning the Sword Discussion Conference into child's play? You Taixu Gate..."

Mid-sentence, this elder caught his slip.

These days, they're all under the Taixu Gate banner.

He quickly amended: "Your Taixu Sect—how can you prioritize the sect's welfare like this? It's no trifling matter."

Others grumbled about Mo Hua too: "Exactly, this kid 'Mo Hua' might snag Formation Leader, but that hardly gives him license to run wild."

"On top of that, this is Sword Discussion, not Formation Competition!"

"Why's a Formation Master stirring things up? He could get knocked out in the opening round of Sword Discussion."

"What's your real game here, Taixu Sect?"

The Taixu Sect Master's face remained impassive.

Before the ancestors, he might waver a bit.

But at this Three Sects assembly, as Sect Leader, he wielded full command and couldn't afford a trace of doubt.

The Taixu Sect Master stated coolly:

"The decision stands; even the ancestors have given their nod. This announcement isn't for debate—it's to let you all know."

"As Sect Leader, I'll shoulder all the consequences."

A chill settled over the hall.

The Rushing Void Sect elders went quiet.

In truth, the Taixu Gate's Sect Leader now ruled as the undisputed head of the Three Sects.

His call was final.

Still, lingering bitterness made them snap: "Keep coddling that Mo Hua if you must, but push it too far, and it'll backfire big time."

The Taixu Sect Master responded steadily, "He's the Formation Leader, with a shot at repeating as Formation Leader."

The subtext was clear: as Sect Leader, he fully planned to indulge him.

If Tai'a or Rushing Void produced disciples worthy of Formation Leader status, they'd get the same treatment.

It all boiled down to capability.

Following the Three Sects' union, Taixu Gate's survival might truly rest on Mo Hua, their "Formation Leader."

The Rushing Void elders had no retorts left.

Noting the Rushing Void side held their peace, the Taixu Sect Master kept his composed front, though inside he exhaled softly in relief.

"With that resolved, the issue is finalized..."

Before he could wrap up, the Tai'a branch's Sect Leader cut in sharply, "Hold on! Our Tai'a branch objects too!"

The Taixu Sect Master blinked in surprise, his eyes sharpening a touch.

He hadn't anticipated the Tai'a branch jumping in with opposition now.

After the Three Sects merged, the branches shared governance, with the Taixu Sect Master at the helm, but the Tai'a Sect Leader still carried weight.

"What's the reason for objecting?" the Taixu Sect Master inquired.

The Tai'a Sect Leader huffed disdainfully and declared:

"Mo Hua hails from the Taixu branch, Linghu Xiao from Rushing Void—then my Tai'a branch demands a disciple in the mix too!"

This Sect Leader had mulled it over carefully.

The setup was what it was—neither improving nor declining.

If defeat came, they'd share the fall!

But victory? They'd claim it jointly as well.

Thus, he was set on slotting in Tai'a Sect's brightest, mightiest, and most defiant disciple into this squad!