"Of course, if the two types of spells don’t happen to correspond to the same acupoint, you can just use nearby ones instead."
"If you can’t go through the Water Spring Acupoint, then use the nearby Taixi acupoint..."
...
Mo Hua suddenly saw the light.
These kinds of spell details, the subtleties regarding key acupoints—only someone like Elder Yi, who had spent years immersed in spellcraft, could know them so well.
He himself hadn’t even thought about it at all.
"The linking and transitioning of spiritual power as it flows between acupoints..." Mo Hua mumbled, then said gratefully, "I’ve got it. Thank you, Elder!"
Elder Yi saw that Mo Hua caught on instantly, and nodded with satisfaction.
Afterwards, Mo Hua consulted Elder Yi about movement techniques, then was ready to take his leave and ponder things by himself for a while.
Elder Yi looked at Mo Hua and suddenly seemed to recall something, asking, "Mo Hua, what do you intend to choose for your own magical treasure?"
Mo Hua was caught off guard, but didn’t hide anything: "I want to pick a ’Bronze Skin Iron Bones’ kind of magic treasure, to reinforce my body and patch up my weak points."
Elder Yi frowned at his words.
"Is that not good?" Mo Hua couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s not that it’s bad—strengthening your body isn’t a problem but..."
Elder Yi was reminded of earlier, when Mo Hua, relying on his powerful divine sense, controlled the Water Passing Step, Concealment Technique, and, as Mo Hua called it, the Water Shadow Step clone movement technique, switching between them seamlessly. He suddenly had a realization.
These were life-saving movement techniques, connected flawlessly and tough to deal with as is.
If he used attack-type spells to coordinate and transition just as seamlessly, wouldn’t that be even scarier?
Previously, he had advised Mo Hua to "master all spells," and it was the same idea, but that only applied to low-level spells.
Low-level spells use up little spiritual power, are quick to cast, require no breathing time between uses, and can be cast freely. But relatively, their might is limited.
The so-called "master all spells" approach uses quantity to compensate for quality.
But for middle-level and higher spells, that just can’t be done.
Because mid-level and higher spells are slower to cast, use up more spiritual power, and require time to adjust after being used.
But Elder Yi had never expected Mo Hua’s divine sense to be so formidable—so powerful that it could greatly accelerate his spellcasting speed.
He could even control various spells of different origins and types, linking them together fluidly and switching at will.
This was nearly unthinkable.
At its core, it was because of divine sense!
Hardly any Spiritual Cultivator possessed such a powerful and sharp divine sense as Mo Hua.
Like this, he could even use "mid-level spells" as easily as "low-level ones."
With divine sense acceleration, his attacks would be incredibly fast. Seamless transitions—with no need for rest intervals.
With an overwhelming number of "mid-level spells," mastering and interlinking them all in slaughter, the power would be terrifying.
It might look like his spells were only one grade higher, but with sheer variety, the destructive force was several times greater.
And on top of that, Mo Hua had the Five Elements Spiritual Root.
The Five Elements spells could work together to form a "spell chain."
Any single spell would always have its vulnerabilities.
But with all Five Elements covered and a "spell chain" formed, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth would reinforce and balance each other—practically eliminating all weak points.
Other people’s spells are used one by one.
His would be used in sets—and used seamlessly, faster and more suppressive than anyone else...
Coming from a family of spell masters, and as an Elder of Daoist Law himself, even Elder Yi’s blood ran hot just imagining this.
But all this depended on having enough spiritual power.
Elder Yi considered and asked, "Have you thought about using a Gathering-Spirit Gourd or something similar, a spiritual power treasure, as your own magical treasure?"
Mo Hua shook his head: "It’s too expensive, and I’ve already missed the window for nurturing it."
Elder Yi froze for a moment, then shook his head regretfully.
It’s true—although Mo Hua now looked to have a lot of options, because no one had helped him plan early and he missed the window for nurturing, he actually didn’t have much to choose from.
Elder Yi let out a long sigh, truly full of regret.
He was, in fact, an excellent Spiritual Cultivator seedling.
His Spiritual Root was lacking, but his perception was outstanding, his adaptability strong, and most importantly, his divine sense was practically monstrous.
If he could just walk the Spiritual Cultivator path to the end, he’d have countless spells at his fingertips—he’d be tremendously powerful.
The Taoist path is long; Body Cultivation is dominant in the early stage, Sword Cultivation in the mid-to-late stage.
But Spiritual Cultivators are strongest at the very end.
The further a cultivator progresses, the more abundant their spiritual power, the deeper their understanding of the Spiritual Power Law, and the more terrifying the might of their spells becomes.