Chapter 306

At the edge of the Mist Forest, Commander Yang had waited a long time, growing worried, and asked: "Could something have happened…?"

Zhang Lan thought for a moment, then said: "The Mist Forest hasn't stirred at all—it should be fine."

Commander Yang nodded, then asked strangely: "Aren't you worried?"

"If he'd gone into Great Heishan, I'd be worried—but this Mist Forest is huge, he can run and hide, and we're here to meet him. Nothing to worry about."

Commander Yang blinked in surprise. "He's been to Great Heishan?"

Zhang Lan nodded. "All the intelligence you got—that kid sneaked in and eavesdropped on their conversations…"

Commander Yang sucked in a sharp breath. "You said this intelligence came from your 'Dao Ting Si'…"

"Oh…" Commander Yang suddenly realized, "You shameless bastard—you've just added him to your Dao Ting Si again, haven't you?"

Zhang Lan corrected him: "He's always been Dao Ting Si personnel—even if unofficial."

Commander Yang fell silent for a moment, then suddenly frowned.

A moment later, Mo Hua had finished repairing it.

Commander Yang looked at him with disdain. "You people really are impressive…"

Commander Yang put away the blueprint, looked at Mo Hua, and suddenly smiled—a smile that was warm, cold, and even slightly… fawning.

Mo Hua beamed, waved at me, and held out a map—on it were drawn the paths of Lin Mu and the mist arrays placed throughout.

Mo Hua learned the Zhang family's Flowing Water Step—even if he married in, he married into the Zhang family. What right does the Yang family have? Because Yang Jiyong has a big face?

Commander Yang thought it over, then refused: "Fine. He can repair it carefully. As long as it's done well."

Mo Hua glanced at Commander Yang.

After finishing his study, Mo Hua looked up and asked: "Should the armor be repaired too?"

So that's how it is…

Commander Yang froze, thought carefully, and realized it was indeed true.

"A rank-one array?"

"The intelligence was gathered by him, the map was drawn by him, the array was broken by him—what did the rest of your Dao Ting Si do?"

"Very ingenious…" Mo Hua said honestly.

Commander Yang explained: "This is a Dao Ting tradition. To prevent leaks, if the armor is forcibly dismantled, the external array will be destroyed."

Though the array was damaged, the general pattern of the array lines was still visible.

Adjust single arrays according to distance to make them resonate together.

Mo Hua nodded.

Mo Hua eyed him suspiciously. "Really?"

If that's true, Mo Hua was concerned—he looked at the spear, then touched the armor.

Commander Yang snorted. "He made it into Wu Chen Si—why can't he enter Dao Bing Si?"

"Down there, the real frontline brothers fight shoulder to shoulder, like brothers—only real ability matters. Your Dao Ting Si is nothing but collusion and scheming…"

Not to mention the arrays—this is something even a true cultivator can't easily master.

"Besides him, no one could slip into Great Baishan unnoticed, and no one could draw a map of Great Baishan."

Commander Yang's face softened into a kind, cold smile. "If you join Dao Bing Si, you'll naturally learn these Dao Bing arrays! And you can learn as many as you want!"

The other array lines were useless—probably just decoys to hide the real array from being exposed.

Commander Yang ignored me, staring intently at the Mist Forest, alert for any change. The surrounding Dao Bing squads were also fully on guard.

"Really, really!"

The array inside the armor was a metal-element array—it looked like a rank-one array, but contained only four array lines.

Even our most experienced scouts among the Dao Bing couldn't sneak into Great Baishan or gather any useful information.

Commander Yang felt a pang of surprise. "You want to repair it?"

Zhang Lan sighed. "There's nothing we could do—by the time we found out, this kid had already gathered all the details…"

Mo Hua blinked. "Is this something I can learn?"

But as soon as the armor was opened, the external array's glow also vanished—simultaneously destroyed.

"It's ruined!"

Mo Hua gave a wry smile.

"Join Dao Bing Si!"

The single arrays used by Dao Bing aren't rare—they're just a special seven-line metal-element array. The core is actually that compound array's pivot.

I applied some force, trying to dismantle the armor and see the array inside, but found my strength was too great—I couldn't break it open.

After some time, Commander Yang's brow twitched—he sensed someone approaching.

Zhang Lan was speechless; after a pause, he chuckled awkwardly.

Mo Hua nodded.

"You see? I was right—he's embarrassed and angry." Commander Yang sneered, then added, "Besides, family background isn't hard—just marry into my Yang family…"

The more Commander Yang thought, the more impressed he became—this kid was truly a talent: brave, cunning, decisive, skilled in stealth and arrays…

"At least better than your Dao Ting Si's seniority-based politics and backstabbing."

"Mr. Da Mo, would you like to take a look at the arrays used by Dao Bing?"

Under the escort of Commander Yang and several Dao Bing squads, Mo Hua returned to the foot of Wenming Peak, outside the mine where the Dao Bing were stationed.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lan spat. "So that's the scheme you had in mind."

"Mr. Da Mo, what do you think of this array?"

"Do you want to learn it?"

Commander Yang truly pulled out a suit of armor and a spear, and handed them to Mo Hua:

After a while, the person walked to my side and appeared right before my eyes.

"Is that really, really, really bad?"

Zhang Lan also sneered: "Who cares."

"Of course! But there's one big request..."

Big, clear-eyed and delicate—it was Mo Hua.

Captain Yang sneered: "Send him away. He has nothing to do with this; even if he looks, he won't understand."

A squad of Dao soldiers consists of ten men; in other words, this array pivot connects to ten sets of armor. Only by fully disassembling all ten sets might we study this pivot.

Before the rocks, the two sat bored; Zhang Lan chewed a blade of grass and, imitating Mo Hua, drew something on the ground.

Captain Yang stared at Mo Hua with eyes gleaming brightly, then asked:

Zhang Lan eyed him suspiciously: "What kind of scheme is he hatching?"

Here, this is not a single array, but part of a compound array.

"Good thing we have you, an array master; otherwise, we'd never figure out the true nature of that Mist Forest."

Zhang Lan spat again: "What kind of fantasy are you dreaming? Even if someone were to marry into a family, it wouldn't be your Yang family—my Zhang family still has a say!"

But Mo Hua drew array patterns; he drew Captain Yang, and drew him fat and ugly, chasing him around after beating him.

Captain Yang took it, glanced, and his eyes lit up; he couldn't help but sigh:

The structure of this array pivot was something Mo Hua had never studied before; he was deeply curious.

"What kind of good place is the Dao Soldier Office, always fighting and killing?"

"Can you fix it?"

Taking apart one of Mo Hua's armor pieces was already bad enough; taking apart ten would be too much.

"These are spares. Look carefully—if you want to disassemble them, go ahead. Just report the damage later, and send them to the Dao Soldier Office for repair."

Mo Hua took out an array brush and metal-element spiritual ink from his storage pouch, and carefully repaired the array lines according to their original traces, stroke by stroke.

Zhang Lan laughed bitterly: "What good can the Dao Soldier Office possibly be? Isn't it still controlled by noble clans? With some status or background, can you really amount to anything?"

As if someone were approaching, step by step.

Mo Hua blinked in surprise: "Isn't this classified? Can I look?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then roughly understood.

"No wonder it's a Dao Court standard spiritual artifact..." Mo Hua thought silently.

But even as he said it, he himself had little confidence, so his voice grew quieter.

Captain Yang exhaled in relief.

When Dao soldiers fight, a squad wears identical armor; the single arrays beneath the armor combine to form a compound array, resonating with each other to enhance the array's effect.

Captain Yang remained silent, deep in thought.

Captain Yang nodded quickly: "Though classified, if you want to look, there's no problem."

Mo Hua asked involuntarily: "What request?"

Zhang Lan turned to Captain Yang again, his expression serious:

Captain Yang nodded: "Yes."

Both are grade-one spiritual artifacts, forged from refined iron; compared to hunter's iron armor, they contain less refined iron, use more complex forging techniques, and are of higher quality.

To achieve this, you need stealth techniques, array knowledge, strong spiritual sense, courage, and quick wit.

The eyes cannot see it, the spiritual sense cannot detect it, but faint footsteps could be heard, and tiny depressions appeared on the ground's pebbles.

Captain Yang personally took apart Mo Hua's armor, revealing the array beneath.

Captain Yang shook his head expressionlessly: "No."

"Lucky," Mo Hua said shyly.

Zhang Lan asked: "Really?"

Mo Hua was slightly surprised.

Mo Hua unfolded the armor and began studying the array within.

Mo Hua was startled, then simulated the flow of spiritual energy in his mind, realizing this array was merely a special grade-one array—only four of its array lines were ineffective.

"Bullshit!"

Zhang Lan watched from the side, and goosebumps rose on his skin.

"We reported the intelligence to the Dao Court, and they sent you here..."

That smile stunned Mo Hua; in his memory, Captain Yang was never like this—he now looked as if he'd been possessed.

Captain Yang waved his hand: "What's the problem? Armor is made to be used; even if damaged, it's still usable."

Captain Yang reassembled the armor, activated it with spiritual energy, and suddenly froze: "It's been repaired?"