Chapter 182: Progress

Mo Hua followed the planned construction array map, drawing one array after another, connecting complex arrays in sets, proceeding step by step in an orderly manner.

When his spiritual sense was exhausted, he would sit in meditation and recover a bit. When he was tired, he would sit on the side and rest for a while, perhaps looking at an array theory book to alleviate some fatigue.

After resting well, he would continue to draw arrays.

This large array project, with its numerous array patterns, was very tedious to draw, even though the difficulty wasn't particularly high. It was also a test of an array master's patience and determination.

Fortunately, Mo Hua was accustomed to drawing arrays and had practiced drawing them day and night before. Now, he was still able to adapt to the task.

Moreover, he had saved a thousand bottles of demon blood, all of which he had processed into spiritual ink. If he didn't use them up now, the efficacy of the spiritual ink would weaken over time, which would be too wasteful.

Those were all bottles that Mo Hua had extracted from demon beasts, one by one.

So, a few days passed, and Mo Hua was always drawing arrays by himself.

Master Ban also saw clearly that Elder Yu had indeed not invited other array masters; only Mo Hua was drawing the arrays.

Such a large refining tool shop, so many buildings, so many arrays, containing so many array patterns – all to be drawn by one person.

Just thinking about it made Master Ban's scalp tingle.

This would have to be drawn until the year of the monkey and month of the horse...

Master Ban's heart was burning with anxiety, but he wasn't too good at directly asking Mo Hua.

Firstly, Mo Hua was concentrating on drawing arrays, so it wasn't good to disturb him.

Secondly, since he knew Mo Hua was an array master and could draw one-rank arrays, Master Ban felt some reverence and didn't dare to chat with Mo Hua too much.

Array masters were always honored figures, unlike them, these low-level rogue cultivators.

As a craftsman master, Master Ban often dealt with array masters. Most array masters were not easy to get along with; they were either self-conceited, arrogant, or greedy for money. Some, although polite on the surface, looked down on craftsmen in their hearts.

After all, craftsmen were "mud legs," doing hard labor, incomparable to array masters.

Therefore, they dared not offend array masters and were often made things difficult by them.

Some building materials were not suitable for drawing arrays, so array masters would make them change them again. Some layouts didn't conform to the array map, so array masters would make them tear down and rebuild. And some, it was clearly the array masters themselves who had drawn the arrays incorrectly, but the ones who had to make the changes were still these craftsmen.

Master Ban hesitated for days, still not daring to open his mouth to ask Mo Hua.

But a few days later, Master Ban surprisingly discovered that many foundations and the insides of the buildings' walls already had arrays drawn on them.

Master Ban looked back and forth several times and checked against the building array map, discovering that the arrays drawn were indeed exactly the same as the ones planned on the array map, with no difference at all.

Master Ban was stunned; these arrays were drawn too fast!

So many arrays, in such a short time, could one array master really finish drawing them?

Master Ban quietly observed Mo Hua again.

Only then did he discover that when Mo Hua was drawing arrays, his penmanship was very skilled. He started writing without hesitation, as if these array patterns were already thoroughly familiar to him, and he drew them as smoothly as flowing clouds and water, at an extremely fast speed!

Master Ban's impression of array masters was that when drawing arrays, they had to look at the array map and think it over repeatedly, starting to write cautiously and again cautiously. After drawing one array, their faces would be pale, and they would have to sit and drink tea and rest, dawdling for a long time.

Which was like Mo Hua, starting to write decisively, the brush falling and an array being formed. After drawing one array, he quickly continued with the second one.

Even if he needed to rest, he would concentrate and meditate, and in a short while, he would be energetic again, continuing to draw.

Calculating this way, even four or five array masters combined might not draw as fast as Mo Hua alone.

Master Ban was truly greatly impressed.

In so many years, it was the first time he had seen someone who could draw arrays as easily as drinking water.

"Could it be... he can really finish drawing so many arrays by himself during the construction period?"

Master Ban thought, somewhat disbelieving, yet also somewhat expecting.

As Mo Hua drew arrays in an orderly yet flowing manner, the construction of such a large refining tool shop caused a great stir, and the several prominent families in Tongxian City basically all knew about it.

Not far from the refining tool shop, there was a street. On the street, there was a teahouse. On the second floor, there was a private room, decorated in an ancient and elegant style, with a lingering fragrance and the pervasive aroma of tea.

Old Master An and An Family's family head, An Yonglu, sat opposite each other in the private room, drinking tea.

An Yonglu poured tea for Old Master An, frowning as he said:

"Elder Yu this time, is really making a big splash, building such a large refining tool shop..."

"Having robbed a spirit mine, they have the capital, naturally they want to do big things."

"The Qian Family this time really lost both their wives and soldiers, they suffered a big loss!" An Yonglu had some schadenfreude.

Old Master An glanced at his son with a helpless look and said: "You won't think, this is a good thing for us, will you?"

An Yonglu was a bit stunned, "The Qian Family suffers a loss, isn't it a good thing for me?"

Old Master An said, hating iron for steel, "I ask you, with such a large refining tool shop built, refining so many spirit tools, not only the Qian Family, but even our An Family, our business will be affected..."

"Moreover, look at this layout, it's not just a refining tool shop, there's also a pill refining shop. At that time, if Elder Yu Changlin really builds it, how can we still compete with him?"

"That's also the Qian Family's first headache. Our An Family doesn't have much refining tool and pill refining business anyway."

Old Master An glared at him, "Do you want to run a restaurant business for your whole life? What future is there in running a restaurant?"

"I also know, but we are not as ruthless and black-hearted as the Qian Family. We can't compete for the refining tool and pill refining business, so we can only do this kind of harmonious and profitable restaurant business..." An Yonglu whispered.

Old Master An sighed, "It's not Xiao Fu's fault, you, his father, are also useless."

An Yonglu was a bit unconvinced, "Dad, Xiao Fu may be much worse than me, but if he can have half my ability, being a family head is still no problem."

Old Master An said coldly: "You really might have a future, comparing yourself to your own son."

An Yonglu felt awkward.

Old Master An picked up his cup and sipped his tea, saying nothing more, but his gaze still intentionally or unintentionally looked towards the not-yet-built refining tool shop in the distance.

Such a large layout, such a large framework, Elder Yu really has a big ambition...

Old Master An sighed in his heart. He was old, even if he had this capital, he didn't have this ambition and drive.

An Yonglu thought for a bit and said: "Dad, can such a large refining tool shop be built smoothly?"

Old Master An looked at him.

An Yonglu continued: "The Qian Family won't let it go, right? They also won't sit by and watch these rogue cultivators get rich. After all, the wool comes from the sheep. If these rogue cultivators become powerful, the Qian Family's days won't be good. What the Qian Family does may always be the business of shearing the sheep."

"You are right," Old Master An nodded slightly.

"Then what should we do?" An Yonglu asked.

Old Master An raised an eyebrow and said lightly: "Let's wait and see."

An Yonglu nodded, waiting to see what actions the Qian Family would take.

Yu Changnong was making such a big noise. Although their An Family was anxious, they didn't need to be too anxious. After all, their main business was restaurants, and the refining tool and pill refining business had already been squeezed out by the Qian Family and had no foothold.

But the Qian Family was different. The Qian Family's core was the refining tool and pill refining industry, and now they were definitely more anxious than anyone.

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