Inheritance

Inheritance

"Yes, right now—use that expression I taught you..."

Mo Hua sent Ouyang Mu a message, coaching him from afar.

A strange, inexplicable delight suddenly rose in Ouyang Mu's heart.

The expression he had practiced all night was finally being put to use.

First, he put on a solemn face to show that his Dao Heart was steadfast and unmoved. Yet his gaze still flickered away now and then, revealing the turmoil in his heart and his yearning for superior sword-forging arts...

The Evil Artifact Master smiled faintly.

He had taken the bait!

This brat wore all seven emotions and six desires on his face. Every thought was written plainly there; one glance was enough to understand.

Though his expressions were a little stiff.

But for someone dull and wooden, it was only natural for inner conflict to make his features stiff.

The Evil Artifact Master continued, "This Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is heavily guarded and sealed on all sides. The only central road out of the valley is controlled by the Leader."

His eyes sharpened. "That road has been sealed by an exceedingly profound and obscure array. To this day, I have only ever seen the Leader draw it."

"Without grasping the essence of that array, not to mention an ordinary Second-Grade Array Master, even Third-Grade or Fourth-Grade Array Masters would be helpless..."

At this point, the Evil Artifact Master suddenly sounded somewhat wistful.

"The gap between Array Masters is far greater than the gap between Artifact Refiners."

"The barriers between arrays are also far more profound and unknowable than those of artifact refinement..."

"No wonder the status of us Artifact Refiners is so far beneath that of Array Masters..."

The Evil Artifact Master turned to Ouyang Mu and said in a hoarse voice:

"I am telling you