When Mo Hua saw Mr. Zhuang again, his little face was filled with resentment.
"Sir, didn't you say there was a threshold?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said casually, "There is a threshold. Perhaps you crossed it without realizing."
"So I count as a First-Grade Array Master now?"
"It's not that simple."
Mr. Zhuang shifted into a more comfortable position on his bamboo chair and explained to Mo Hua:
"Being able to draw nine Array Patterns only means you've crossed the threshold into the first grade. You still need to learn more and draw more, study more first-grade Array Techniques, and fully master the method of completing nine Array Patterns in One Thought before you can be considered to possess the abilities of a First-Grade Array Master."
Mo Hua caught the implication in Mr. Zhuang's words. "So I can have the ability of a First-Grade Array Master without the title?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded. "Titles are assigned by the Dao Court."
"The Dao Court? Not the Dao Court Office?"
"The Dao Court Office is under the Dao Court's jurisdiction. There aren't even any Array Masters in it, so what qualifications does it have to grade Array Masters?"
Mr. Zhuang's gaze was profound as he said, "The Dao Court is located in Dao Province, at the center of the Nine Provinces. It names its Seven Pavilions after the Seven Stars. Among them, the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion is responsible for judging the grades of all Array Masters above the first grade across the Nine Provinces. Every few years, the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion dispatches cultivators to the State Boundaries of each province in the Nine Provinces to grade Array Masters."
"Heavenly Pivot Pavilion..."
Mo Hua's heart trembled.
The Dao Court stood high above, distant and unreachable. This was also the first time he had heard