Array Medium (Thanks to Mystic Calculation for becoming Alliance Leader~)

"Don't you believe me?" Cheng Mo asked, looking unhappy.

Mo Hua ate the bun in his hand with prim precision, replying perfunctorily, "I believe you..."

But one look at him made it obvious he did not believe him at all.

"I'm telling you, maybe you don't understand how dangerous the cultivation world is. When people truly come to blows, it's a fight to the death..." Cheng Mo said.

"Mm." Mo Hua's expression remained indifferent.

Cheng Mo sighed. "Why don't you understand?"

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

"You're an Array Master. Array Masters may be formidable, but that's only because you're in a sect, or somewhere governed by the Dao Court Office, where everyone is amiable and cares about status and face..."

His bun having been snatched, Mo Hua looked somewhat unhappy.

Cheng Mo hurriedly gave Mo Hua the "chicken leg" from his own bowl.

Mo Hua picked up the chicken leg, took two bites, and nodded in satisfaction.

Cheng Mo's eyes brightened. Taking advantage of Mo Hua's good mood, he hastily said:

"Let me take you along..."

"An Array Master's methods all need to be arranged in advance. Otherwise, if you're forced into a rushed battle without sufficient preparation, you'll be at a huge disadvantage."

"If you're caught off guard, you might even lose your life..."

"So when cultivators truly fight and kill, Array Masters need to cling to a 'thigh' too!"

"Oh..." Mo Hua gnawed on the chicken leg and blinked. "Then who's the thigh?"

Cheng Mo immediately patted his chest.

"Me!"

"I'm telling you, these twin great axes of mine have been passed down through the Cheng Clan for generations. Gods who block me die, Buddhas who block me die. Follow me,