Immortality Through Array Formations

“I know spells,” Mo Hua emphasized.

Elder Yu gathered his thoughts and began with praise:

“Not bad, you pursue Spiritual Cultivation; study spells diligently, and you’ll definitely have a bright future.”

These words were spoken with some guilt.

After the compliment, Elder Yu continued to advise:

“But your current level is still low, and your spiritual power is weak, even if you know spells, it is not suitable for fighting with others, especially in this kind of chaotic situation.”

Elder Yu feared that Mo Hua, in a moment of rashness, would rush out and fight with the Qian Family Cultivators.

In such chaotic combat, if not well protected, Spiritual Cultivators are extremely vulnerable.

Yu Chengyi also hurriedly nodded, he too was concerned about any accident befalling Mo Hua.

However, Mo Shan looked at Mo Hua as if deep in thought.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Hua said, “I should be able to help a bit.”

Elder Yu was slightly taken aback, “How so?”

“I can’t contribute much in a melee, but I can help deal with those Spiritual Cultivators.”

Elder Yu frowned.

Mo Hua explained, “I’m only at the Qi Refining Sixth Level; my spells aren’t very powerful, they might not kill them, but interrupting their spells shouldn’t be a big problem.”

“What if they use spells against you?” Yu Chengyi asked.

Mo Hua chuckled, “They won’t be able to hit me.”

Yu Chengyi was stunned, “Why not?”

Mo Hua replied, “Their Divine Sense is inferior to mine; I’ll stand outside the range of their Divine Sense. If their Divine Sense can’t reach me, their spells naturally won’t hit me.”

Yu Chengyi suddenly realized and exchanged a look with Elder Yu.

Elder Yu made a decision, “Alright, we’ll try it tomorrow, but you must stay inside the mine; absolutely do not go out.”

“Mhm,” Mo Hua nodded in agreement.

The next day, the battle resumed.

The Qian Family replicated their tactics, using Body Cultivators to distract and Spiritual Cultivators’ spells to attack, slowly wearing down the Monster Hunters.

The Monster Hunters, having received covert instructions from Elder Yu, didn’t charge into the fray but focused on dodging spells to ensure they wouldn’t be injured.

At the same time, some Monster Hunters with good movement techniques harassed from the sides, feinting attacks on the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators from behind, drawing away the Body Cultivators and causing them to spread out.

This distraction and pulling spread the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators thin, bringing them into Mo Hua’s sight.

Mo Hua cast spells, which did not require a visual, but only the locking of Divine Sense.

Separating the Qian Family’s Body Cultivators was meant to prevent them from blocking the Fireball Technique.

Elder Yu stood behind Mo Hua.

He wouldn’t intervene in the battle, but that didn’t prevent him from protecting Mo Hua.

Should Mo Hua truly be in danger, he would certainly not stand idly by.

If the Taoist Court’s reputation was tarnished, so be it. It didn’t matter if the Court Leader couldn’t be easily explained away; he would simply apologize profusely, he was thick-skinned anyway.

A Junior Formation Master who’d already reached the threshold of the First-grade Formation Method at such a young age was still one of their Loose Cultivators.

Elder Yu knew very well what was more important.

Elder Yu assessed the positions of the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators and whispered to Mo Hua:

“Isn’t that a bit far, can you hit them?”

Elder Yu knew of Mo Hua’s strong Divine Sense, capable of creating First-grade Formations.

But a strong Divine Sense didn’t necessarily mean precise spellcasting. Such a distance made hitting the target not an easy task.

Mo Hua was also uncertain, “It should work.”

One had to try regardless.

In the heat of battle, the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators began to cast their spells.

Elder Yu’s gaze sharpened as he knew the battle was about to begin.

Then he saw Mo Hua raise a hand, with fingers pinched together, launching a fireball.

Elder Yu was surprised, “That fast?”

He hadn’t even noticed Mo Hua’s movements, and a fireball had already been cast and flown out.

The fireball traced an arc, hitting one of the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators.

Caught off guard while channeling halfway, the Cultivator was hit by the Fireball Technique, disrupting the half-completed spell.

It hit!

Elder Yu inwardly delighted, but then saw Mo Hua’s expression was somewhat unhappy, muttering, “Didn’t hit…”

“Wasn’t it a hit?” Elder Yu couldn’t help but ask.

Mo Hua regretfully said, “No, I aimed for the heart meridian, but hit the wrist.”

Elder Yu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Being able to hit from this far is already good enough, and you still want to hit the heart meridian?

“Alright…”

Not wanting to seem inexperienced, Elder Yu suppressed his shock and said nonchalantly,

“It’s good enough to be able to hit, don’t be too hard on yourself. Just aim better next time.”

“Okay!”

Mo Hua joined his fingers and, in the blink of an eye, the second Fireball Technique flew out.

This time, Elder Yu watched carefully.

It was indeed too fast!

Elder Yu was surprised, thinking, “I wonder who this child learned his spells from. It’s just an Ordinary Fireball Technique, but it looks so evil…”

After the second Fireball Technique was launched, it hit a Qian Family Spiritual Cultivator’s shoulder.

Mo Hua sighed regretfully, then adjusted his mindset, held his breath and focused his Divine Sense, and continued to cast the Fireball Technique.

Luckily, the third and fourth Fireball Techniques were quite accurate.

One of them definitely hit the heart meridian of a Spiritual Cultivator, who immediately fell down stiffly. Although it wasn’t fatal, he wouldn’t be getting up any time soon.

The other exploded on a Spiritual Cultivator’s face, blossoming his face open and burning off all his hair.

Elder Yu watched silently from the side, but his eyelids kept twitching.

Is this really the Fireball Technique?

Can it really be this accurate?

This is outrageous…

Group battles are inherently chaotic; one Fireball Technique isn’t much, but two or three are noticeable.

Especially when one is lying stiff on the ground and another’s face has bloomed.

Even a fool would realize something wasn’t right!

“Spell?!”

“There’s a Spiritual Cultivator on the other side!”

The Qian Family Cultivators looked towards Mo Hua, who dropped his small body to the ground, and the thick bushes concealed him completely.

Many Divine Senses swept over Mo Hua’s area, but found nothing.

Mo Hua’s location was something that was out of reach for most Qi Refining Ninth Level Cultivators’ Divine Senses.

Unwilling to give up, the Qian Family Spiritual Cultivators condensed their spells and threw them towards Mo Hua.

For a moment, Fireballs, Water Arrows, Wind Blades, and Golden Lights dazzlingly flew towards him.

However, these spells, once reaching not far from Mo Hua and losing control of Divine Sense, gradually dissipated and couldn’t reach Mo Hua at all.

Mo Hua now completely let go of his worries.

Since the Qian Family Spiritual Cultivators couldn’t hit him and the Body Cultivators couldn’t rush over, he could now act without any reservations.

Mo Hua poked his little head out, swiftly casting his Fireball Technique.

One by one, the Fireball Techniques flew over the vegetation, over the rocks, and hit the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators.

The Fireball Technique of a Qi Refining Sixth Level wasn’t very powerful, but it was still unpleasant when it hit, especially when it hit vital areas.

Spiritual Cultivators were not good at Body Cultivation. Being hit by a Fireball Technique, even if it wasn’t a serious injury, would still result in wounds, and some were blown to a state of ash and dust, with their hair burned away.

And with Mo Hua’s Fireball Technique suppressing them, they were simply unable to cast any spells.

With the Qian Family’s Spiritual Cultivators unable to cast spells, the Monster Hunters were no longer restrained.

Yu Chengyi’s eyes brightened, and he shouted loudly, “Kill!”

The Monster Hunters responded in unison, and for a moment, the shouts and cries of battle shook the heavens.

Spiritual Power overflowed, Blood Qi surged out, and the Monster Hunters unleashed slashes of knife light, attacking the Qian Family Cultivators.

The Qian Family Cultivators were stunned.

Originally, they had a clear division of labor: Spiritual Cultivators would attack, Body Cultivators would defend, with both types collaborating, one suppressing while the other wore the opponent down.

Now that the Spiritual Cultivators couldn’t attack and the Body Cultivators didn’t have the suppression of the Spiritual Cultivators’ spells, they simply couldn’t defend themselves.

Under the fierce onslaught of the Monster Hunters, the Qian Family was once again forced to retreat in defeat.

Qian Zhongxuan saw what was happening and his face turned ashen.

“Where did that spell come from?”

He released his Divine Sense and swept towards where Mo Hua was. But Elder Yu suddenly appeared, blocking his probing Divine Sense.

Qian Zhongxuan’s eyes snapped open to see Elder Yu looking at him with a mocking and disdainful gaze.

Just as Elder Yu was about to scold him, Qian Zhongxuan made a decisive command,

“Retreat!”