Farewell Feast
But was it really that simple?
Mo Hua went to ask Mister Zhuang again.
"Sir, doesn't array derivation have to be calculated all at once?"
"No."
"Can I calculate a little each day?"
Mister Zhuang nodded. "You can."
Just as he had thought.
Mo Hua sighed. He had been trapped by his own preconceived notions. Had he asked Mister Zhuang sooner, he would have understood this problem much earlier...
Mo Hua added, "Then Array Disintegration doesn't seem all that difficult..."
But Mister Zhuang's expression turned subtle, and he could not help saying:
"Sir?" Mo Hua called heavily.
For a moment, Divine Sense Derivation hesitated, unsure whether he should continue teaching him.
"I'm leaving soon, so I want to hold a farewell feast. I came specifically to invite you."
What was more, Compound Array Disintegration could injure Foundation Establishment cultivators!
But the Little Leader and Eighth Leader were different.
"I was afraid that once I left, no one would teach him these things, and it would be a shame. That was why I taught him everything in advance. I just never expected that whatever I taught him, he would truly learn—and learn so well..."
Divine Sense Derivation shook his head. "This is already beyond his level. Whether he learns it or not does not matter."
How had it become you hosting a feast and inviting me instead...
White Mountain Stronghold had been destroyed. Most Evil Cultivators had either been killed or captured. Even if the remaining small fry escaped, they could not stir up much trouble.
"And the two of them are both Foundation Establishment cultivators. It would be extremely difficult for them to evade our search."
"What does a Life Gate mean?"
As for the methods of Array Disintegration, he had only mentioned them briefly, yet Mo Hua