Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 993: Chapter 648: The Disappeared Demon Cultivator_3 Chapter 993: Chapter 648: The Disappeared Demon Cultivator_3 The other secrets, Mo Hua hadn’t yet discovered.

But he had finally found out the name of the dead Evil Formation Master.

The Demon Cultivators on patrol, when communicating with the central Formation Pivot through the Book Devil Order, referred to the dead Evil Formation Master as “Master Yuan.”

Master Yuan…

A master proficient in the Yuan Magnetic Formation?

Was this his original surname, or had he changed it later?

Mo Hua couldn’t quite figure it out.

But it didn’t matter now.

The original Master Yuan was dead, and the current Master Yuan was actually “Master Mo.”

Mo Hua, impersonating “Master Yuan,” issued orders to these patrolling Demon Cultivators.

And the Demon Cultivators knew nothing.

Master Yuan was an Evil Formation Master who was moody and had a cold temperament; his words were not to be questioned by the Demon Cultivators.

But there was another matter that was more troublesome.

It concerned the Book Devil Orders of the dead Demon Cultivators…

The Demon Cultivators killed by Gu Changhuai upon Mo Hua’s command—their Book Devil Orders couldn’t just be discarded for the time being.

Because once a living Demon Cultivator sent messages to these dead ones, and if there were no replies for a long time, the assassination would be easily exposed.

Therefore, Mo Hua also had to “play multiple roles” as a single person, occasionally using these dead men’s Book Devil Orders to reply to other Demon Cultivators.

Creating an illusion that everyone was still alive and patrolling as usual.

In the beginning, when there were only a few Book Devil Orders, Mo Hua could handle it with a bit of thought.

However, these Demon Cultivators had very twisted interests.

Mo Hua felt somewhat out of place.

It was difficult for him to blend into the distorted perspectives of the Demon Cultivators and chat with them.

After all, he was too honest…

Mo Hua silently sighed in his heart.

Therefore, whenever there was a message in the Book Devil Order, he could only reply ambiguously with a few vague phrases.

Like, “Hmm,” “Oh,” “Alright then,” “Can do,” “You handle it,” “Impressive,” and so on…

But later on, when there were more Book Devil Orders, such “Hmm” and “Oh” responses became monotonous.

And they looked somewhat fake, easily giving him away.

So Mo Hua lay in the Evil Formation Master’s chair, multitasking—on one hand monitoring the Array Plate and targeting people to kill.

On the other, he flipped through the records of the Book Devil Order.

He had to summarize some patterns of Demon Cultivator chat behavior from the conversations, so that he could then better “pretend” to be a bad guy.

After a long observation, Mo Hua realized he had overthought it.

This group of Demon Cultivators, with their varied dispositions and explosive tempers, spoke crudely—there was no need to put so much effort into learning how they talked, being proficient in cursing was enough.

Most of the Demon Cultivators would start swearing at each other the moment they disagreed.

As long as one could curse well, one could play the Demon Cultivator part well.

Cursing!

Mo Hua’s eyes brightened.

He thought of Elder Yu.

If cursing were considered a kind of “Realm,” then Elder Yu would have to be at least a half-step Heaven Void.

If cursing could enhance one’s Cultivation, then Elder Yu might’ve already ascended.

It’s just a pity that I am a well-mannered, good kid who doesn’t excel at cursing.

At most…

Back when I accompanied Elder Yu, I passively memorized many of the things he said when cursing others, so now is just the right time to make use of that…

“These are all things Elder Yu said when cursing people, not me learning bad habits…”

“I just happen to have a good memory, you can’t blame me…”

Mo Hua nodded.

Then he began to use the Book Devil Order to spew insults at the Demon Cultivators.

Letting these Demon Cultivators, far away in Qian State, also experience Elder Yu’s cursing prowess…

…

Demon Cultivator A: “You son of a bitch, it’s been so long, why no reply?”

Mo Hua replied: “Why the hell should I talk to a piece of trash like you? Your brain is like a pig’s; can you even understand what I’m saying?”

“You fucking drunk?”

“How could your father possibly be drunk? Unless one day I chop your pig head off to have with my drink and have your mother cheer me on, only then would I fucking get drunk.”

“Fine, fine! Well done, you ‘Second Walking Corpse,’ you bastard…”

Mo Hua frowned, about to get angry, but then realized.

He cursed ‘Second Walking Corpse,’ what does that have to do with me, Mo Xiaohua?

He wasn’t cursing me…

“Fine! Even if I, ‘Second Walking Corpse,’ am a bastard, I am the bastard of your great grandmother and a stray dog, you are the bastard of me and your mother…”

Mo Hua replied, and then there was no message from the other side.

Maybe he passed out from anger.

Mo Hua shook his head, “No good, I am definitely not… no, definitely not Elder Yu’s match.”

Although Qian State is a large state with many Sect inheritances, their tradition of cursing seems to be quite weak.

Mo Hua typed rapidly, his Divine Sense even faster, as he started to search through Elder Yu’s “Anthology of Insults” to reply to the next Demon Cultivator.

Demon Cultivator B: “Idiot, where the fuck are you?”

“On your mom’s belly…”

…

“It seems a lot quieter in the Demon Palace…”

“One by one, they’re all like fucking Walking Dead, is it any wonder they’re quiet?”

…

“So boring… Get me some girls for Replenishing…”

“What time is it and you’re still thinking about Replenishing? Why don’t you just smash your dick to pieces to replenish your pig-brain?”

…

“Are you dead?”

“I’m already dead, stop talking to me…”

“How can you reply to me if you’re dead?”

“Then why did you ask?”

“I’m just concerned about you, you beast.”

“Don’t need your concern, you beast. I died on your mom, hoping to leave one more beast like you in the world before I go…”

…

All these curses were heard from Elder Yu’s mouth.

Mo Hua didn’t really understand what they meant; he just had a strong Divine Sense and a good memory, so he noted them down.

Anyway, as long as it was cursing, that was correct.

Using them on these Demon Cultivators was just right.

After being cursed, each of these Demon Cultivators became extremely emotional.

Some were so angry they even wrote the characters of their messages wrongly…

Others were so disturbed in their Divine Sense that they couldn’t even reply…

Fortunately, these Demon Cultivators were used to cursing at each other on regular days, and even when angry, they dared not make trouble in the Demon Palace.

It was even less likely that they would start fighting over a mere verbal spat.

Mo Hua guessed they would keep this “hatred” firmly in their hearts, looking to pick a fight and get revenge later.

But none of this had anything to do with him.

The “library of insults” belonged to Elder Yu.

The Book Devil Order used to curse was the Demon Cultivators’.

This “hatred” wouldn’t fall on his own head.

Moreover, these “insult-flinging” Demon Cultivators were already dead…

And more were dying by the moment…

So, while Mo Hua was busy calling out names and letting Uncle Gu “knife” people, pretending to be Master Yuan, ordering around Demon Cultivators, and also “playing multiple roles” by cursing these Demon Cultivators,

he was incredibly busy and having a great time.

Just then, on the Yuan Magnetic Core Array Plate, a message suddenly came through:

“Master Yuan.”

Mo Hua casually replied, “Spit it out if you’ve got something to say or fart if you’ve got to, what the hell are you scribbling about, you mongrel?”

The other side was silent for a while.

Then, slowly replied: “Master Yuan seems to be suffering from an excess of liver fire today.”

Mo Hua was a bit surprised.

Who is this person?

Quite a good temper and high quality, being cursed but still able to endure it, quite rare among Demon Cultivators…

As Mo Hua was wondering how to reply, he saw the other side send another message:

“Greed, anger, delusion, these are the three poisons, the three impurities, the three fires. Worldly desires confuse the mind, evil spirits entangle the body, only by maintaining a heart of purity can one suppress the evil consequences…”

Mo Hua furrowed his brows, then was taken aback, and couldn’t help but open his mouth wide.

“Greed, anger, delusion…”

“Purity… evil consequences…”

Could this person be…

the Fire Buddha?!!

Mo Hua was dumbfounded…

“Is the Fire Buddha… looking to chat with me?”

“And I cursed him?”