The Quest for Immortality
Chapter 1385: Evil Arms Master (3)

Learning some sword-casting skills from an old monster cultivator is naturally no problem.

Of course, mainly it was Little Wood who learned.

He just needed to "instruct" from the side.

"I’ll teach you what to do when the time comes," Mo Hua said.

"Teach me?"

"Yes."

Ouyang Mu was puzzled, "How will you teach?"

"Just wait for a moment, take a good rest, I’ll go back and do some research..." Mo Hua said, then disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

Leaving Ling Huxiao and Ouyang Mu looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what on earth Mo Hua was planning.

Mo Hua stealthily climbed back into the secret chamber of the Formation Pivot.

In the secret chamber, he rummaged through his storage bag, using all the available formation materials, and then "developed" a secret version of the "Letter Token."

One end of the letter token was a jade slip.

The other end was a handkerchief.

The framework of fixed magnetic patterns in between was constructed by him, and it was one-way.

The formation involved was the Yuan Magnetic Beacon Array.

He had long learned this Yuan Magnetic Formation, but it was an easy-to-learn but difficult-to-master formation, so he hadn’t used it much.

Now it finally came in handy.

Mo Hua climbed back into the prison and handed the handkerchief to Ouyang Mu, instructing:

"Wrap this handkerchief around your arm, and when you see that Evil Arms Master tomorrow, I’ll teach you on the spot what to say and what to do."

Ouyang Mu’s mouth fell open.

Is this even possible?

He looked at the handkerchief in his hand, feeling that it was like a "cheat sheet" used during sect examinations when someone was cheating.

And the answers were provided on the spot.

"So tomorrow I... agree with that old... Evil Arms Master?" Ouyang Mu asked uncertainly.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

He contemplated for a moment and added:

"But you can’t be too obvious, or if you adamantly refuse today and suddenly agree tomorrow, he’ll definitely know there’s something up with you."

"So you have to learn to ’act’ a bit..."

"Act?" Ouyang Mu was stunned.

"Act!" Mo Hua nodded, then patiently explained to him how to perform this act, "When you go tomorrow, first refuse."

"...After being stubborn for a while, show a bit of longing for the Sword Dao, let your expression falter slightly, as if attracted by the profound principles of the Evil Sword..."

"Then, even though you verbally refuse, show a compromising expression, pretending you can’t resist..."

Mo Hua explained it all in detail and asked:

"Have you remembered?"

Ouyang Mu nodded, then shook his head.

He seemed to understand, but at the same time, didn’t quite get what Mo Hua was saying.

After all, he had always been an honest child, and suddenly having to learn to act and deceive was a bit hard for him to wrap his head around.

Mo Hua patiently explained it once more, then said:

"First act it out for me to see."

Ouyang Mu acted out the expressions according to Mo Hua’s instructions.

Mo Hua commented, "Too stiff, the expressions are unfamiliar, the gaze isn’t sincere enough, and it’s not natural enough..."

"Let me demonstrate it once for you."

Then Mo Hua mimicked Ouyang Mu, with a serious face, just like Little Wood.

Then his eyes lit up slightly, as if he saw a treasure; his gaze then flickered, showing inner turmoil; he clenched his teeth slightly, implying inner conflict; then sighed, as if finally making up his mind to compromise...

In just ten breaths, Mo Hua’s expressions changed several times, as naturally and smoothly as drinking water.

Ouyang Mu was amazed, muttering quietly:

"As expected of Brother Mo, truly impressive..."

Not to mention the formations, even his acting was this good.

Ling Huxiao and Song Jian, standing by the side, had complicated expressions and were at a loss for words.

"Understood?" Mo Hua collected his expressions and asked Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu nodded, "I roughly understood some of it..."

"It’s fine, just practice when you have time. You’re introverted by nature, a bit awkward, and don’t know how to adapt, which will definitely backfire, so learning some acting skills will certainly come in handy in the future."

Mo Hua advised again.

Ouyang Mu nodded with a mix of understanding and confusion.

So, that night, Ouyang Mu diligently practiced various subtle expressions according to Mo Hua’s instructions.

Indeed, the next day, another monster cultivator opened the door.

Ouyang Mu was escorted by a monster cultivator to the Chamber of Evil Instruments from the previous day.

The elderly, stooped old monster cultivator, who was the Evil Formation Master, was already waiting in the refining room.

It was unclear if he arrived early or had been holed up in the refining room all along, never leaving.

After Ouyang Mu entered, the Evil Arms Master said nothing superfluous and, just like the day before, handed him a piece of white bone.

"Refine this white bone..."

The Evil Arms Master ordered.

Ouyang Mu, following Mo Hua’s instructions, first shook his head to refuse:

"I won’t refine it!"

But his expression was a bit stiff, not smooth enough.

"There’s a flaw... but barely passable." Mo Hua silently critiqued in his heart.

The Evil Arms Master had no idea and never expected that after just one night, Ouyang Mu would develop so many "schemes."

The Evil Arms Master, suspecting nothing, continued to sneer, "Then suffer some more."

He produced a wolffang lock and bit it into Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu endured the pain without uttering a sound.

After a moment, his expression became increasingly pained and strained.

This was not an act, as it truly hurt.

Moments later, the Evil Arms Master asked again, "Have you thought it through? If you refine this white bone, you’ll suffer less."

"I can also teach you my craft."

Ouyang Mu, unsure what to say, looked down and flipped through his sleeves.

There were the "lines" Mo Hua had provided live.

Ouyang Mu bit his teeth and read line by line:

"I am a Tai’a Sect cultivator, a disciple of the Ouyang Family, inheriting the most authentic sword-casting skills, how can I align with you demon monsters crafting evil artifacts?"

"I don’t value your little evil, crooked refining skills at all!"

Ouyang Mu’s tone was not natural.

But being an "honest person," when honest people speak, it tends to rile people up.

As expected, the Evil Arms Master was displeased and sneered, "Tai’a Sect, sword-casting skills? Tai’a Sect is on the wrong path, what can they teach you?"

"Follow me, and I will teach you genuine sword casting."

"Teach you how to temper blood, nurture evilness, cast sword bones... and even impart many sword arrays to you..."

Mo Hua, eavesdropping from above, was taken aback.

Sword arrays?!

This old Evil Arms Master possesses sword arrays?

And many sword arrays?!

Mo Hua took a deep breath.

"Heavenly secret Calculation, truly doesn’t deceive me!"

"The master’s copper coin is indeed formidable!"

"This Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has so much to reap..."

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