Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2875: Chapter 150: Divine Sense Taoist Inheritance (Part 2)

Therefore, Mo Hua also gained the ”respect” and ”admiration” of these Witch Cultivators.

No matter which tribe they come from, as long as they have seen Mo Hua draw a Formation, they will respectfully call Mo Hua ”Mr. Witch”.

What they respect is not Mo Hua as a Shaman, but Mo Hua as a Formation Master.

And Mo Hua is constantly observing, looking for some suitable ”seedlings”, planning to absorb them for his own use in the future.

If not for the tribal war and the need to form an alliance against the Wujiu Tribe, he would not have been able to come into contact with so many Witch Cultivators from different tribes at once.

Nor would he have been able to, under the guise of an ”alliance meeting”, gather these Witch Cultivators of different origins to work for him.

Nor would he be able to slowly win them over to trust him.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Mo Hua will not miss it.

His future plans will inevitably involve large-scale formations.

And large-scale formations inevitably require the collaboration of many Formation Masters.

These need to be planned for early on.

To achieve great things, one must unite all forces that can be united.

No matter which tribe, or what deity the Witch Cultivators believe in, if there’s a chance, they can be drawn to his side for his use.

These are all talented people and strong manpower.

...

On a high platform, Mo Hua overlooks all the Witch Cultivators drawing formations and silently remembers them in his heart.

As he watches, Mo Hua’s expression suddenly changes slightly. He straightens his body and looks behind him.

Behind him, without knowing when a person appeared, adorned with fiery patterns, tall and imposing, with an extraordinary presence.

It is Yan Zhu.

Seeing Mo Hua turn his head, Yan Zhu is somewhat surprised, ”You actually sensed me?”

Mo Hua’s gaze slightly focuses, but he doesn’t speak.

Ordinarily, even a stranger at the Late Golden Core Stage cannot approach within ten feet of him without his awareness.

For a Golden Core Cultivator, a distance of ten feet is indeed dangerous.

Yet this Yan Zhu unknowingly approached within three feet behind him, showcasing not only his deep Divine Sense but also his skillful means in Divine Thought.

Of course, there’s also the possibility that he harbors no ”malice”.

Due to Mo Hua’s unique Life Chart, besides being sensitive to the aura of ”life”, he is even more perceptive to malice, especially ”murderous intent”.

Yan Zhu’s ability to reach behind him indicates he harbors no ”murderous intent”.

Mo Hua silently observes Yan Zhu.

Yan Zhu feels a slight astonishment in his heart, but soon restraints his emotions, and speaks in a serious tone, ”Who taught you the Holy Pattern?”

Mo Hua says with utmost seriousness, ”The Divine Lord bestowed it upon me.”

Yan Zhu frowns, ”Your... Divine Lord, gave you so many divine gifts?”

Mo Hua nods.

I bestowed them upon myself, how could it not be much?

Yan Zhu glances around and says to Mo Hua, ”It’s secluded here, and there are no others, tell me the truth, are you... really a Shaman?”

Mo Hua nods, ”Naturally.”

Yan Zhu’s gaze sharpens, ”You have not been to the Royal Court nor received any inheritance, how can you be so sure you are a Shaman?”

Mo Hua says, ”Didn’t I tell you? The Divine Lord conveyed it to me through dreams, telling me I am a Shaman.”

Mo Hua’s demeanor is too composed, his tone too certain.

Yan Zhu is taken aback, and his heart can’t help but wonder:

Wasn’t this kid just making things up before?

Was he actually telling the truth?

Yan Zhu looks into Mo Hua’s eyes once more, discovering an inexplicable clarity within them.

With his several hundred years of experience as a Shaman, those indeed do not seem like eyes that would deceive.

Furthermore, at the alliance meeting earlier, this kid who looked so clueless and ignorant managed to withstand his late Golden Core Stage Divine Thought lethal move.

Yan Zhu’s rich knowledge of the Divine Way quickly led him to an answer:

”Divine Protege”!

And moreover, a wild ”Divine Protege”.

Even to quite a profound extent of divine favor.

Presumably, this kid stumbled upon great fortune by chance and was chosen by some deity wandering in the world, thus becoming the deity’s ”ward”, blessed with immense gifts.

This deity is not an orthodox one, with few believers, hence the blessings on him alone would be extremely significant.

Saying ”every request is granted” wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

In the records of the Great Wilderness Royal Court, there are indeed numerous mentions of such wild ”Divine Protege”.

And the deities not only grant them ”premonitions” and ”inheritances” but also shield them from disasters and calamities, safeguarding their Divine Sense thoroughly.

In this way, his own late Golden Core Stage Fire God Thought Power not hurting his Sea of Consciousness is indeed normal.

After all, Shamans are also mortals, unable to contend with deities.

Yan Zhu takes another look at Mo Hua, feeling a tinge of envy in his heart:

A wild Divine Favor... what an extraordinarily fortunate kid.

Then, concealing his feelings, he turns envy to joy in his heart. To encounter such a fortunate young lad...

With a hint of solemnity on his face, Yan Zhu asks, ”So you... plan to continue like this?”

Mo Hua is a bit perplexed, ”What do you mean?”

Yan Zhu says, ”Your current position lacks legitimacy, though indeed... you might have received blessings from the deities, but ultimately, without the recognition of the Royal Court, without a formal ’Shaman’ identity and ’Blessed Name’, no matter how great your future achievements, you won’t earn respect. Are you... willing to accept that?”

Mo Hua feigns indifference, ”What’s there... not to accept...”

Yan Zhu quietly looks at him without speaking.

Mo Hua’s inner turmoil cannot escape his notice.

Sure enough, after a moment, Mo Hua couldn’t help but ask, ”What is the Shaman identity... and the Blessed Name...”

Yan Zhu smiles slightly, carrying a haughty expression:

”A Shaman is an ultimate identity bestowed by the Royal Court, serving the deities, not belonging to the mundane, and extremely noble.”

”And the Divine Lord is the ancient Great Wilderness Only God.”