Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 924

Chapter 924: Chapter 627 Fireball Technique?

Old Kui's “Fireball Technique” appeared before his eyes.

Mo Hua silently pondered…

Using his Divine Sense, one after another, he compressed the Fireball Technique, condensing it into threads. With a weaving and embedding process, he began reconstructing it, refining and combining it within a limited space to create a new Fireball Skill Pattern capable of unleashing immense power…

This was the profound skill hidden within ordinary phenomena that Grandpa Gui had demonstrated.

Through complex transformations, even the simple Fireball Technique could undergo a mutation and evolve into something with devastating killing power…

It was somewhat reminiscent of a Formation, yet its exact form had its distinctions.

After all, spells were still different from formations.

Mo Hua had not yet reached the realm of “All Techniques are different paths; the Great Dao returns to simplicity.” In his current understanding of Tao Cultivation, these two disciplines still differed greatly.

*But how could this Fireball Technique be cultivated?*

“Compression, reconstruction…”

“A powerful Fireball Technique…”

*Hints of an idea began to form in Mo Hua's mind, yet when it came to the specific Skill Pattern, he still felt utterly perplexed, as if he were grasping at fog.*

He gazed absently toward where the sun was setting, lost in a deep trance.

Nearby, little Yu Er, having finished her homework early, rolled around on the soft grass. Tiring of her play, she turned her head to glance at Mo Hua and noticed his furrowed brow, unsure of what he might be contemplating.

Yu Er, though a bit bewildered, chose not to interrupt Mo Hua and obediently lay quietly nearby.

The sun finally sank below the horizon, and suddenly, the sky darkened.

The pitch-black night descended, enveloping them.

Yu Er instinctively shivered, a flicker of anxiety and fear lingering in her eyes.

This was an ingrained response, born from countless nightmares in the dead of night–a primal fear of darkness and the night itself.

Her small face scrunched up as she hugged her knees and trembled.

Yu Er's face turned pale.

*At some point, a warm hand gently rested on her head.*

Yu Er looked up to see Mo Hua gazing at her with gentle eyes.

“It's dark now; let's head back.”

Yu Er froze for a moment, then broke into a reassuring smile.

“Okay!”

And so, Mo Hua held Yu Er's hand as they walked along the narrow mountain path. From the growing darkness, they headed toward the Disciple's Residence, where soft, yellow lights warmly illuminated the night.

Yu Er felt Mo Hua's grip on her small hand and followed behind him. Suddenly, she felt courage rising in her very bones, a strength sufficient to dispel all unease and fear.

*Be it the night or demon monsters, there was nothing to fear.*

A happy smile gradually grew on Yu Er's face.

After returning to the Disciple's Residence, Mo Hua kept Yu Er company for a while. Once she fell asleep, he took some time to sketch a few formations before turning his thoughts back to the Fireball Technique…

If he were to choose just one attack-based Five Elements Spell, it would definitely be the Fireball Technique.

After all, the Fireball Technique had accompanied him for so long; he had to stay true to it and never waver.

No matter if he learned Swordsmanship, Sword Control, or even Divine Thought into Sword in the future, he would never abandon the Fireball Technique for something new.

He had to refine the Fireball Technique to absolute perfection!

Not only did he aim to become a Spell Master, but also a Fireball Technique Master!

*Furthermore, whether it be swordsmanship or Divine Thought into Sword, they were still distant dreams. What he could rely on right now was only the Fireball Technique.*

Mo Hua repeatedly recalled the Fireball Technique displayed by Old Kui, pondering it again and again, yet still made little progress.

*Spells were nothing like formations.*

For formations, he had the Taoist Stele, which allowed him to practice and simulate endlessly.

*But spells didn't work the same way.*

Mo Hua thought for a moment and decided he needed to find a place where he could personally experiment with the various transformations of the Fireball Technique.

The next day, Mo Hua made time to visit the Dao Room.

The Dao Room, as its name suggested, was not only for the teaching of Taoist Skills but also contained dedicated spaces where disciples could independently cultivate their spells.

Inside, formations were in place for protection.

The room also housed a spell-bound wooden dummy, which disciples could use to practice spells and test their power.

Stationed outside the Dao Room were Pill Masters.

If a disciple happened to lose control while cultivating spells and injured themselves, the Pill Master would step in to treat them with Spiritual Medicine or stabilize them with Pills, preventing further harm.

Such occurrences were commonplace.

After all, cultivation was never without its risks.

Ever since chasing Sin Cultivators and acquiring certain inheritances, Mo Hua occasionally rented the Dao Room to practice his spells.

His Divine Sense was strong, and his spell control was exceptionally precise. To date, he had never lost control or injured himself with his own spells!

Mo Hua blinked, unable to imagine the circumstances under which he might harm himself with his own spell…

Renting the Dao Room required Spirit Stones and registration with the Elder of Daoist Law.

Mo Hua was quite familiar with the Elder of Daoist Law.

Although his results in Taoist Skills were only “Grade C,” that was due to his limited Spiritual Root, which prevented him from learning Superior Skills–nothing he could do about it.

The elder teaching Taoist Skills understood this well and didn't mind. While Mo Hua attended his lessons, his achievements ultimately capped at “Grade C.”

Despite being unable to cultivate Superior Skills, Mo Hua had deeply researched lower-level spells with a distinctive and creative approach.

The elder greatly appreciated this.

The Elder of Daoist Law was idly playing chess with a Danshi Elder when he saw Mo Hua and greeted him warmly. He casually reminded him, “Be careful; don't hurt yourself,” before letting him inside.

Mo Hua entered a private room in the Dao Room, immediately eager to begin refining his Fireball Technique.

The first step was compressing the Fireball Technique.

Mo Hua experimented, trying to replicate the techniques Grandpa Gui had demonstrated: using Divine Sense to forcibly compress the Fireball Technique into threads.

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