Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2712: Chapter 90: Campaign_3

"Even if you’re utterly loyal to the Great Chief and think you can stay neutral—what about the First Young Master and Third Young Master? What will they think in their hearts?"

"Will they think you’re standing on Young Master Dan Zhu’s side?"

"If they become Great Chief in the future, will they trust you?"

"Can you really pull yourself out of this swamp?"

Mo Hua’s words were patient and persuasive, low and carrying a strange magnetic pull.

Chi Feng’s face grew uglier and his expression ever more grave.

But after all, he was a battle-hardened commander; he didn’t actually follow Mo Hua’s line of thought all the way down. Instead, he suddenly lifted his head, his gaze like a sword as he looked at Mo Hua:

"These things don’t seem to be matters a Shaman should be concerned with..."

Chi Feng had slaughtered countless foes; his sword‑sharp gaze, laden with Evil Qi, was enough to make the vast majority of people shudder. Even a Golden Core cultivator might not dare meet his eyes.

Yet that ferocious gaze, the instant it touched Mo Hua’s eyes, seemed to sink into a deep pool and vanish without a trace.

Mo Hua’s expression remained faint, his gaze unfathomably deep as he said slowly:

"To receive the Divine Oracle from above and understand human hearts below—that is what a Shaman is. Surely Lord Chi Feng doesn’t think that as a Shaman, serving the deity alone is enough?"

"The Divine Lord cares for all living beings. And the Great Chief holds supreme power, deciding life and death—his choice is of immense consequence."

"If the Great Chief chooses correctly, the tribe will flourish and prosper, and will surely receive more blessings from the Divine Lord."

"If he chooses wrongly, leading to endless war and slaughter, to living beings drowning in misery..."

Coldness appeared on Mo Hua’s face. "The Divine Lord will not only withhold blessings, He may even unleash Thunder‑like Divine Punishment, wiping the tribe from existence."

These austere words made Chi Feng’s heart tremble.

In Mo Hua’s eyes, that faintly revealed sharp and powerful Divine Thought also made him feel a flash of fear, as if within that Divine Thought was a Divine Power capable of erasing him.

Chi Feng was shaken to the core.

"So this is... the mighty power of one blessed by a deity?"

"Clearly only at Foundation Building Cultivation, yet within his eyes there is the wrath of the Divine Lord, enough to make a Golden Core cultivator feel fear?"

Was this truly the power of a deity?

Or merely his own illusion?

Chi Feng’s brows furrowed tightly. After a moment he let out a slow sigh. "I understand. I will help Young Master Dan Zhu campaign against the Shugubu."

Mo Hua shook his head, his expression solemn as he said:

"Not help Young Master Dan Zhu, but help the Danque Tribe."

"Your loyalty should not be to Dan Zhu, not to any particular Young Master, not even to the Great Chief, but to the entire Danque tribe."

"Use your own eyes and see for yourself."

"Who represents the future of the Danque Tribe, who can lead Danque to prosperity, who can gain the Divine Lord’s approval—that is naturally the one you should serve."

"If that person is Dan Zhu, then you serve Dan Zhu. If it’s the First Young Master, you serve the First Young Master. If it’s someone else, then you serve that other person."

"What you serve is the tribe. Aside from that, no one is worthy of your loyalty."

Chi Feng was taken aback. He looked deeply at Mo Hua, then slowly nodded:

"Everything will be as Mr. Witch says."

...

In the end, he convinced Chi Feng, and also planted within Chi Feng’s heart the initial seed of a certain concept of "loyalty."

After that, Mo Hua summoned Iron Skill Bone.

Iron Skill Bone was the head of the Wandering Tribe under Shugubu.

If they wanted to campaign against Iron Skill Bone, they naturally needed Iron Skill Bone’s help.

This was also part of Mo Hua’s plan.

Iron Skill Bone came to see Mo Hua.

Mo Hua made his intentions clear.

Of course, he didn’t put it so "bluntly"; he merely asked Iron Skill Bone to guide them to nearby Shugu sub‑tribes, or other medium‑ and small‑sized settlement tribes.

This request was actually a bit "excessive."

After all, it amounted to asking Iron Skill Bone to betray his own tribe.

And as everyone knew, "Iron Skill Bone" in the barbarian tongue meant "unyielding iron bones."

Yet contrary to Mo Hua’s expectations, Iron Skill Bone agreed very crisply, bowing as he said:

"I am willing to guide the way for Lord Shaman."

This instead made Mo Hua rather surprised.

Did this Iron Skill Bone truly believe from the bottom of his heart that he was facing the "Lord Shaman," and thus submit with sincere admiration and genuine devotion?

Or was it that the Shugubu was so chaotic internally that they basically had no ties of camaraderie at all?

Was Iron Skill Bone actually eager to see his "allies" die?

Mo Hua had some doubts in his heart.

But in any case, Iron Skill Bone being so "sensible" was also a good thing; it saved him a lot of talking, and spared him from having to use Planting Devil in Taoist Heart.

Using Planting Devil in Taoist Heart on a Golden Core cultivator was still very taxing.

And the success rate was low, with occasional risk of "losing control."

Unless forced into a corner, or unless the groundwork was thorough enough to guarantee success, Mo Hua still didn’t really want to use this spell point.

He hadn’t forgotten that Planting Devil in Taoist Heart was something he’d stolen from his Uncle.

Mo Hua nodded slightly and said to Iron Skill Bone:

"Very good. The Divine Lord will remember your loyalty. Go and make preparations; mark out all the surrounding Shugubu forces. We set out in two days."

Iron Skill Bone cupped his hands. "Yes, Lord Shaman."

...

Two days later, once everything was roughly in order, Mo Hua’s group set out on their campaign.

There were about three hundred people in this group.

Three were Golden Core cultivators: Chi Feng at Golden Core Middle Stage, Dan Zhu at Initial Golden Core, and Iron Skill Bone at Initial Golden Core, responsible for guiding the way.

Aside from that, one hundred Barbarian Soldiers were from the Danque Tribe.

Previously, in the dispute with the Bi Fang Tribe, some had been sacrificed, which was a great pity.

But fortunately, Mo Hua had used the Wood Revitalization Formation to save quite a few, so the casualties weren’t too heavy. Later they supplemented some manpower, and just managed to reach one hundred.

In addition, over two hundred were the "elite" of the Shugubu.

Strictly speaking, these Shugu "elites" didn’t really deserve to be called elite.

After all, they were Barbarian Soldiers from the sub‑tribes, and most of their cultivation was only at Foundation Establishment Early Stage; even Foundation Building Middle Stage was rare.

But these two hundred Shugu Barbarian Soldiers were already the "cream of the crop."

Mo Hua brought these Barbarian Soldiers along first to reduce Danque’s casualties in the coming campaign.

He also wanted to cultivate a batch of "rebels," and make them his own.

Finally, it was to reduce the risk of incidents in the Shugu sub‑tribes.

He and Dan Zhu, Chi Feng were going out to wage war, while the Shugu sub‑tribes were being overseen by the two Elders, Ba Shan and Bachuan.

Although Golden Core deterrence was strong, their manpower was still too limited.

If the Shugubu tried to rebel, it could still lead to major chaos.

Therefore, by siphoning off a wave of "elite" Barbarian Soldiers from the Shugu sub‑tribes, the risk of upheaval was reduced.

Elders Ba Shan and Bachuan could also relax a little.

And because they had "Iron Skill Bone," this former Shugu leader, to guide them, the resistance among the other Shugu elites was not too intense.

After all, Mo Hua had never mistreated them.

In fact, under Mo Hua’s "rule," the days of these Shugu Barbarian Cultivators were better than before.

Whoever feeds you is your father, whoever gives you milk is your mother.

At least for the short term, they had no thoughts of rebellion.

Thus, the three hundred advanced in a mighty procession, and after three days’ march, they arrived at the nearest Shugu sub‑tribe stronghold in the vicinity.

This sub‑tribe also worshiped the Barbarian God.

Mo Hua could already faintly smell the scent of the Barbarian God’s Telekinesis.

He felt that twenty-three patterns were once again a step closer to him...

Mo Hua shot Dan Zhu a look.

Dan Zhu nodded, thrust his hand forward, and said sternly:

"Kill!"