It shouldn't come to that...
Mo Hua thought of Song Jian when they had been trapped in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons—either distraught and dazed or nervous and uneasy, with no mind of his own, knowing only to gnaw on the jerky Mo Hua had given him and muddle through day by day—and silently shook his head.
Everyone in Duanjin Gate was shrewd as a fox. With Song Jian's little bit of wit and scheming, how could he possibly rise to the top?
It would already be pretty good if he managed to become an Elder.
Mo Hua thus cast the matter aside.
After returning to the sect, he taught Yu'er array techniques for a while, then returned to his room and reviewed his lessons. Once midnight arrived, he continued practicing array techniques at the Dao Stele.
He had more or less mastered the Second-Grade Eighteen-Pattern array techniques Elder Xun had given him.
What he was practicing now were Nineteen-Pattern array techniques.
Nineteen-Pattern was a true Second-Grade High-Tier array technique.
It was also the limit of what an ordinary Second-Grade Array Master could control.
For ordinary array masters, learning Nineteen-Pattern array techniques might require a period of contemplation, practice, and research before they could gradually grasp them.
But for Mo Hua, Nineteen-Pattern array techniques were almost no different in essence from Eighteen-Pattern array techniques.
Thanks to the Dao Stele in his Sea of Consciousness, the solid foundation of his powerful Divine Consciousness, and the swift recovery provided by the Meditation Technique, the volume of his array practice was nearly tenfold, or even dozens of times, that of ordinary array masters.
Practice made perfect.
And his own comprehension was already high.
After his Divine Consciousness underwent Daoization, it became compatible with Divinity and drew closer to the Great Dao, making