Time passed in a flash. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
With the promise of large amounts of gold, hundreds of thousand architects and construction craftsmen slogged day and night to reconstruct the Tian Ji Sect. After a year, Tian Ji Sect’s compounds were thoroughly completed.
In this one year, Mo Wuji didn't cultivate but had spent all that time studying on Chu Xingzi's knowledge of the Array Dao. By now, he could easily install ordinary intermediate grade arrays and could even forge his own array flags. He had also developed a rough outline of the sect protecting array.
Just as Mo Wuji intended to leave and install the sect protecting array, Nie Zhengnong hastily came to find him.
Mo Wuji knew that when he was behind closed doors, unless there was something special, Nie Zhengnong and co. wouldn't interfere with him. Did the Ming Han Empire experts come? But that didn't seem likely, Bei Sen and Bei Fangjian’s poison had yet to be cleared.
