Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2105 Chapter 998: Sect Taoist Soldiers
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Mo Hua pulled an all-nighter, sketching out a basic outline.
With limited time, perfection was out of reach, yet the draft held up reasonably well overall.
In just three days, the Sword Discussion Conference would kick off.
Progress on the other setup had nearly wrapped up too.
Come morning, Mo Hua rose at dawn, settling cross-legged on his bed bathed in the soft sunrise light, going through his routine cultivation practice for a bit before heading out to the modest study near the Disciple Residence.
The study remained peaceful, with the water flowing softly nearby.
Big White lounged outside, letting out a lazy yawn, looking completely uninterested.
Mo Hua walked over and softly patted the large dog's head, murmuring, "Has the Sect Leader woken up yet?"
Big White shook its head in response.
Inside the study, silence hung heavy, and Mo Hua didn't want to barge in on the Sect Leader abruptly, so he plopped down beside the big dog, running his fingers through the fluffy white fur at its neck while he waited for the Sect Leader to appear.
Big White acted a bit grumpy on the surface, but its body told the truth, tail wagging cheerfully as it thumped the ground with joy.
After some time, the Taixu Sect Master stepped out, eyeing the sight in front of him and feeling a sudden pang of jealousy stir inside.
Not even he had ever gotten to pet this Big White dog's fur...
There was no way around it; this Big White dog carried a unique bloodline and upheld its pride fiercely, rejecting any touch from outsiders.
The Taixu Sect Master let out a quiet sigh.
Hearing that sigh, Mo Hua realized the Sect Leader had stirred, so he regretfully released the plush white fur from his grasp, rising to offer a proper bow:
"Greetings, Sect Leader."
"Mm." The Taixu Sect Master gave a subtle nod.
Mo Hua explained his purpose, "Those items I brought up earlier are all forged now—care to inspect them?"
The Taixu Sect Master thought it over briefly, then nodded and replied, "Sure." "I'll guide you there, but let's stay under the radar..." Mo Hua said softly. "Sure."
The Taixu Sect Master slipped into everyday attire, suppressed his presence, and summoned two reliable Elders. They climbed into a carriage, following Mo Hua's directions along a quieter route, traveling northwest to Solitary Mountain City.
With the Sword Discussion Conference drawing near in the Qian Learning State Boundary, the main paths teemed with throngs of people.
That bustle was only on the busy stretches, though.
Solitary Mountain City lay off the beaten path, seeing sparse traffic from cultivators, which kept the journey nice and clear.
The Sect Leader's carriage featured a top-tier Spirit Horse, enhanced by a superior "Wind-Riding Formation," allowing it to speed along rapidly.
Before half a day passed, they reached Solitary Mountain City.
By this point, Solitary Mountain City brimmed with fresh energy. Towering Spiritual Machines rose high, the mines displayed impressive splendor, dense formations dotted the landscape, their glowing lights weaving together in a dazzling display.
Mining Cultivators formed long, serpentine queues, packed tight but moving in perfect order.
Sects passing through the city also showed brighter, more lively expressions.
The Taixu Sect Master observed it all in a bit of a stupor.
He'd heard about Mo Hua's efforts in Solitary Mountain before, but tales were one matter—witnessing the changes firsthand hit entirely differently.
The immense scale and dramatic shift in Solitary Mountain City left the Taixu Sect Master feeling both bewildered and skeptical.
It was tough for him to accept that a mere Foundation Establishment Disciple had pulled off something this massive...
The carriage pressed on, slipping into Solitary Mountain City, weaving past lanes and byways until it halted in front of the Refinery Shop.
These days, the Refinery Shop sprawled across a huge expanse, boasting many massive refining furnaces that resembled hulking iron beasts, belching flames and fumes.
The furnaces thundered with power, thick white smoke surged upward, punctuated by the occasional clang of metal
being hammered in the depths of the refinery, creating a truly imposing scene.
The Taixu Sect Master stared at the expansive Refinery Shop, pausing in silence for a beat before he couldn't resist questioning Mo Hua:
"This Refinery Shop... it isn't yours, right?"
Mo Hua quickly shook his head, "No way."
The Taixu Sect Master fell quiet.
"Sect Leader, let's head in. I'll show you around..." Mo Hua hopped down from the carriage and
strode toward the refinery.
The vigilant guards at the refinery entrance lit up at the sight of Mo Hua, bowing deeply with respect:
"Young Master Mo!"
"Yes, yes."
Mo Hua nodded back and proceeded further in.
Everywhere they went, the Artifact Refiners and disciples paused whatever they were handling, beaming as they offered salutes and warm welcomes to Mo Hua:
"Young Master Mo!"
"Hello, Young Master Mo!"
"Greetings, Young Master Mo..."
Mo Hua returned their smiles and greetings, moving with the ease of someone right at home.
The Taixu Sect Master's face revealed a mix of subtle emotions.
They ventured deeper into the refinery, where Master Gu—still knee-deep in artifact refining and drenched in sweat—rushed out to meet them, offering hasty apologies:
"Young Master Mo, forgive me for the late welcome, I truly regret it..."
"No need for such formality," Mo Hua assured him.
He knew full well how hectic things were at the refinery.
"These are Elders from my Taixu Sect, here to check on the Spiritual Artifacts
and Formation media."
Mo Hua kept the Taixu Sect Master's identity under wraps.
Master Gu didn't pick up on it.
Still, as a seasoned figure with sharp instincts, he noted the visitors' calm poise and deep cultivations, deeming them "honored visitors," and he refused to slack off, saying politely:
"Please, everyone, follow me."
Urgency called, so Master Gu cut the chit-chat and guided the group straight to the artifact storage.
The storage brimmed with all sorts of Spiritual Artifacts—swords, blades, spears, halberds, suits of armor, Daoist robes—all neatly stocked and ready.
The Taixu Sect Master arched an eyebrow.
On the surface, the warehouse's Spiritual Artifacts looked like newly shaped "blanks," merely Second Grade high-rank, nothing too standout.
Yet as Sect Master, his eyesight pierced deeper; one look revealed these weren't your average standard Spiritual Weapons, but bespoke
"tailored Spiritual Artifacts."
An entire warehouse of them. And not just any tailored ones at that.
In his thoughts, the Taixu Sect Master mentally scanned the Qian Learning State Boundary's Four Great Sects, Eight Great Gates, Twelve Streams, and Qian Learning Hundred Gates, weighing the signature inheritances and strengths of each major power, soon spotting that these tailored Spiritual Artifacts were designed in ways that "countered" specific foes.