Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 1037 - 661 Formation Media (Thanks to the Boss

Chapter 1037 -661 Formation Media (Thanks to the Boss Xuan Chou for the alliance~)

Chapter 1037 -661 Formation Media (Thanks to the Boss Xuan Chou for the alliance~)

“You don’t trust me?” Cheng Mo said with a displeased face.

Mo Hua ate his steamed bun in a prim and proper manner, responding perfunctorily, “I trust…”

But his demeanor clearly showed that he didn’t.

“I’m telling you, you probably don’t know how treacherous the Cultivation World is. When a real fight breaks out, it’s a matter of life and death…” Cheng Mo said.

“Uh-huh,” Mo Hua replied, still looking indifferent.

Cheng Mo sighed, “Why don’t you get it?”

He snatched a steamed bun from Mo Hua’s hand, stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it in a few bites, and then continued,

“You’re a Formation Master. Although Formation Masters are powerful, that’s because inside Sects or places governed by the Taoist Court, everyone behaves amiably, respects status, cares about face…”

Mo Hua was upset about his steamed bun being taken.

Cheng Mo hurriedly gave his drumstick to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua took the drumstick, took a couple of bites, and nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing Mo Hua in a good mood, Cheng Mo’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said,

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“Let me take you with me…”

“The tactics of Formation Masters require prior setup. Otherwise, if caught unprepared and forced into hasty combat, it’s a very passive situation.”

“If caught off guard, you might lose your life…”

“So, when Cultivators fight using spells and martial skills, Formation Masters also need to ‘cling to strong legs’!”

“Oh…” Mo Hua, gnawing on the drumstick, blinked and asked, “Then who are the ‘strong legs’?”

Cheng Mo immediately patted his chest,

“Me!”

“I’m telling you, my pair of large axes are the Cheng family’s ancestral weapons. They slay gods and buddhas alike. If you follow me, I’ll show you how impressive I am!”

“You’ll even get to earn Merit Points…”

Mo Hua looked at him skeptically, “Big Cheng, are you sure you don’t have any ulterior motives?”

Taking him along on missions and sharing Merit Points?

Could he really be such an idiot?

Cheng Mo laughed sheepishly, “Not really… it’s just…”

Cheng Mo looked around, then whispered lower,

“Let’s make a deal. I’ll take you on missions, and you’ll call me ‘Junior Brother’!”

Mo Hua was somewhat speechless, “That’s it?”

Cheng Mo looked displeased, “What do you mean, ‘that’s it’? Do you understand the significance of the term ‘Junior Brother’?”

Mo Hua shook his head.

Cheng Mo gritted his teeth.

It’s like dying from drought if you’re dry, flooding if you’re wet.

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Cheng Mo said, “It’s normal to call those from the year above you ‘Junior Brother or Sister’ in the Sect. It’s a matter of courtesy.”

“For disciples of the same year, having others call you ‘Junior Brother or Sister’ is a matter of face, of prestige!”

“So…”

Cheng Mo whispered, “I take you on missions, you call me Junior Brother, and from now on, we call each other Junior Brother…”

“You won’t benefit from that either, will you?” Mo Hua didn’t understand.

Cheng Mo said with an open-minded expression, “It doesn’t matter; as long as I’m not at a loss, it’s fine!”

Mo Hua nodded, then suddenly felt something was off. He thought for a moment and shook his head,

“No, that’s not right…”

“You can’t get an advantage from me…”

“But in front of Situ Jian and the others, it would be different…”

“They call me ‘Junior Brother’; if I call you ‘Junior Brother’ too, that makes you their Junior Brother as well!”

Cheng Mo’s face turned red.

He had not expected that his little calculation, thought up with such effort, would be seen through by Mo Hua while simply eating a drumstick.

Mo Hua hummed softly,

“Don’t even think about it. I am the ‘Junior Brother’, and I have to uphold the face for those who call me Junior Brother; I can’t let them feel inferior in front of you!”

Cheng Mo was stiff-faced.

Mo Hua quickly finished the drumstick and, feeling full, prepared to leave.

Cheng Mo was still persistently wheedling,

“Mo Hua!”

“Junior Brother!”

“It’s really hard for a Formation Master to get by…”

“Don’t you want to go outside the Sect and seek justice, capture Sin Cultivators, slay demons, and uphold the Righteous Dao?”

“Don’t you want to feel the thrill of personally cutting down Demon Cultivators?”

“I can beat them half to death for you to finish off with a spell!”

Mo Hua remained unmoved.

Cheng Mo added, “Besides, staying in the Sect all day, you can’t earn that many Merit Points, can you?”

Mo Hua stopped in his tracks, turned around, tiptoed, patted Cheng Mo on the shoulder, and sighed,

“The Formation Paintings I create are Second Grade; actually, I earn far more Merit Points than you fighters…”

Cheng Mo stood there, his emotions extremely complex.

…

Afterward, Mo Hua’s life went on as usual.

Cultivating, attending classes, Drawing Formations.

Occasionally, he had time to practice the Sever Gold Sword Control Technique’s Sword Qi.

Cheng Mo continued to go on missions, but occasionally he would still try every tactic, even resorting to bribing Mo Hua with treats, persuading Mo Hua to join him and call him “Junior Brother”.

Mo Hua’s Taoist Heart was firm; he stuck to his principles and ignored him.

Cheng Mo was out of options.

After some time, with Cheng Mo taking the lead, more and more disciples began to venture out on missions.

Taixu Gate was filled with talented individuals, and teams of five could take on the “bounties” for Sin Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage. Even if they couldn’t win, they wouldn’t be at a loss.

Working together, fighting Sin Cultivators, and completing missions was also an essential part of their training.

Gradually, Mo Hua’s fellow disciples, the sons of noble families, began to grow up as well.

Even if they couldn’t handle the more vicious Evil Cultivators, capturing ordinary Sin Cultivators was no longer a problem.

This was also within Mo Hua’s expectations.

The sons of noble families had excellent talent and strength.

Even though they were raised in families and lacked the experience of travelling and adventuring, after going out on a few missions and facing some setbacks, they gradually got used to it.