Fireball Technique?

Fireball Technique?

Old Kui's "Fireball Technique" appeared before his eyes.

Mo Hua silently pondered...

Using Divine Consciousness, he compressed the Fireball Techniques one after another, condensed them into threads, reconstructed them through weaving and embedding, and in limited space, refined and combined them into a new Fireball Technique formula that unleashed immensely powerful might...

This was the profound principle of spells hidden within ordinary things that Grandpa Kui had demonstrated.

After complex transformations, even a simple Fireball Technique could undergo mutation and develop formidable destructive power...

It was somewhat like an array technique, yet its specific form was somewhat different.

After all, spells were still different from array techniques.

Mo Hua had not yet reached the realm of returning to simplicity, where all paths of magic diverged only to return to the same great Dao. In his current understanding of cultivation, there was still a vast gulf between the two.

But how could this kind of Fireball Technique be cultivated?

"Compression, reconstruction..."

"A powerful Fireball Technique..."

Yu'er's little face was pale.

There was also a Spell Puppet in the room, used for disciples to practice spells and test their power.

Yu'er looked up and saw Mo Hua gazing at him with gentle eyes.

Just like that, Mo Hua held Yu'er's hand and led him along the narrow mountain path, walking through the deepening night toward the Disciple Quarters, where warm yellow lamplight glowed.

After returning to the Disciple Quarters, Mo Hua kept Yu'er company for a while longer. Once Yu'er had fallen asleep, he took the time to draw several arrays, then began pondering the Fireball Technique again...

There were arrays in the room, meant for protection.

A happy smile slowly bloomed across Yu'er's little face.

The next day, Mo Hua found time to visit the Daoist Arts Chamber.

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