As long as Mo Hua guided him step by step down the "right path" of sword-casting, all would eventually fall into place.
Mo Hua thought silently to himself:
"What’s so great about studying swordsmanship..."
"In Qianxue State, disciples who study swordsmanship are everywhere; they don’t lack Little Wood."
"Besides, Little Wood doesn’t have much talent for Sword Dao, nor is he predisposed to the killing temperament it requires. Forcing him to study swordsmanship is just holding him back..."
"Such a good sword-casting seedling, and the Tai’a Sect doesn’t even recognize his value..."
Mo Hua shook his head.
Ouyang Mu recovered, nodded, and said, "Alright."
Regardless, he needed to first forge the eight Spirit Swords owed to Brother Mo.
"By the way," Mo Hua said, pointing to the sword-casting diagram in Ouyang Mu’s hand, "Modify this diagram the way you just described for me. It’s for that junior brother in Taixu Gate whose artifact refining skill is mediocre."
Still lacking confidence, Ouyang Mu hesitated. "Is this okay? Modifying someone else’s sword diagram—wouldn’t that be inappropriate?"
Mo Hua nodded firmly, "It’s perfectly appropriate. Just go ahead and revise it."
Under Mo Hua’s strong insistence, Ouyang Mu focused intently and meticulously revised the Spirit Sword’s formation diagram.
When Mo Hua examined the result, he was utterly blown away.
Had he not compared them, he might have never realized how atrocious his previous diagrams were.
Quietly, Mo Hua crumpled up his own earlier diagrams and stuffed them into his Storage Bag.
"Use your design!"
Mo Hua said to Ouyang Mu.
"Alright, Brother Mo!"
Although Ouyang Mu didn’t understand why, such recognition from the seemingly formidable Brother Mo greatly boosted his confidence.
Upon returning to the Tai’a Sect, he temporarily set other matters aside and dedicated himself wholeheartedly to forging swords for Mo Hua.
Eight days later, on the day of the break period.
In the forested mountains of Refining Demon Mountain.
Ouyang Mu handed a golden Spirit Sword to Mo Hua with both hands.
Since it was his first time crafting this type of Spirit Sword, he wasn’t sure about its actual effectiveness. He only refined one first for Mo Hua’s inspection.
Mo Hua received the Spirit Sword, feeling a slight tremor in his heart.
The sword was lightweight, its luster subdued, its internal structure precise, its shape sharp, and its refining craftsmanship remarkably refined.
Even before engraving a Sword Array, traces of Sword Qi could already be felt emanating.
Compared to the flying swords he had used previously, this sword was leagues apart.
Ecstatic, Mo Hua decided to test the sword.
With practiced ease, Mo Hua swiftly engraved the Gold-Cutting Sword Formation onto the Spirit Sword. His speed was so fast and the patterns so unique that Ouyang Mu couldn’t even discern what Mo Hua had drawn.
After completing the Sword Array, Mo Hua moved to an open area, gazed at the sky, and released his Divine Sense to search for a target.
Soon enough, a ferocious eagle soared across the clear sky.
Mo Hua sat cross-legged, placing the golden Spirit Sword before him.
He held his breath, concentrated, activated the Sever Gold Sword Control Technique, and controlled the sword with his Divine Thought while targeting with his Divine Sense.
The golden Spirit Sword suddenly flared brilliantly.
A burst of golden light flashed momentarily.
Then, a streak of gold shot skyward, heading straight for the savage eagle demon beast.
In a split second, the dazzling golden light erupted.
The sharper Sword Qi spread instantaneously, blossoming like golden lotuses, enveloping the eagle demon completely and shredding its wings and flesh into fragments.
The eagle demon was utterly annihilated by the Broken Gold Sword Qi.
It died instantly, not even making it to the ground!
Such powerful Sword Control!
Mo Hua looked stunned as he turned to the equally astonished Ouyang Mu. He patted his shoulder and declared boldly:
"From now on, stick with me!"