"A grand cultivation project..."
Shopkeeper Zhao's heart skipped a beat. He went through his recent business records and the news from the various families again, but found no clues.
His brow gradually furrowed.
Did I guess wrong? Is there no grand project?
Or is it that not even a whisper can reach me?
The thumb bearing his Gold Jade Thumb Ring tapped the table again and again. His face darkened.
"You want to run a project without me, Zhao Dongming..."
"Whatever you're plotting... it must be big..."
Mo Hua returned to the Small Blessed Land and began considering another problem.
The Third-Grade Array Master assessment.
He could tell Shopkeeper Zhao no longer seemed keen to take him along on trips underground.
The man was probably afraid someone else would follow him down and die beneath the earth.
Mo Hua sighed helplessly.
These people called themselves veteran tomb raiders, yet greed had muddled every last one of their heads. They died far too easily, and now Shopkeeper Zhao had gotten the wrong idea about him. He could no longer enter tombs to find Array Techniques and earn extra money.
With tomb raiding off the table, so was his chance to "strike it rich."
He would have to rely on drawing Array Techniques for a steady income, come flood or drought.
But to draw Third-Grade Array Techniques, he first had to pass the Dao Court's Third-Grade Array Master assessment.
At present, Mo Hua was not entirely sure he could pass it.
His skill with Array Techniques had reached the Third-Grade Middle Tier. He had learned most of the basic Third-Grade Array Techniques used in assessments, especially those Junior Martial Sister had given him, and had practiced them thoroughly.
He put his chance of passing the Dao Court assessment at around ninety