Chapter 1056: Chapter 1056: The Master
Wyatt Barnes spoke very clearly.
"I can answer one question regarding Inscription for you, but I cannot provide further guidance."
"I do not engage in loss-making deals!"
At this moment, Ridge Byrd realized what Wyatt Barnes had meant by shaking his head earlier, it was not that he dared not, but he felt that advising him would be a loss.
"Big words are easy to say!"
The scruffy old man scoffed, thinking Wyatt Barnes was merely bragging.
However, Wyatt Barnes ignored him, looking directly at Ridge Byrd, and said indifferently, "Alright, you may now ask me about a problem you’ve encountered in the realm of Inscription, and I will solve it for you."
Seeing the confidence on Wyatt Barnes’s face, Ridge Byrd couldn’t help feeling somewhat shaken for a moment.
Could this young man truly be a profound master of Inscription?
Had he misjudged?
Thinking of a problem he had just encountered in Inscription, a problem that had perplexed him for many years, his eyes lit up, and he directly asked, "Do you know about the ’Shield Array’?"
The Shield Array!
Wyatt Barnes arched his eyebrows and slowly opened his mouth, "The Shield Array is a defensive type of Inscription formation. Spiritual power above the Transforming Void Realm can inscribe and arrange it... There’s nothing difficult about this Inscription formation."
For Wyatt Barnes, who had memories from two lifetimes of the Martial Emperor merged, the Shield Array indeed posed no difficulty.
Even when he had arranged the defensive Inscription formation for Winnie Romero’s sleeping ice coffin, he disdained to use the ’Shield Array’, opting for another superior type of defensive Inscription formation instead.
"Nothing difficult?"
As Wyatt Barnes objectively described the Shield Array, Ridge Byrd knew that Wyatt Barnes’s mastery in Inscription was not shallow.
When he heard what Wyatt Barnes said next, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
For the current him, it was precisely the ’Shield Array’ that had him stumped.
More accurately, it was one of the many Inscription formations constituting the Shield Array that had him puzzled.
"What? The foremost Inscription master of the Northern Desert can’t even arrange the Shield Array?"
Wyatt Barnes stared deeply at Ridge Byrd, his question laced with irony.
"I... I am having some trouble mastering one of the Inscription formations within it."
Ridge Byrd gave an embarrassed smile.
"Is it the ’Earth Array’?"
Wyatt Barnes asked again.
Upon hearing Wyatt Barnes’s words, the scruffy old man was alright, showing no change in expression, but Ridge Byrd’s complexion changed, and he asked somewhat in shock, "How... how did you know?!"
At this moment, he faintly realized that the young man in purple might truly possess out of the ordinary mastery in the realm of Inscription.
"Hmph!"
Wyatt Barnes snorted, "The Earth Array, I assume it’s not difficult for you to inscribe... However, to perfectly integrate it into the ’Shield Array’ requires skill."
"If you can’t control it well... it’s almost impossible for the Earth Array to perfectly integrate into the ’Shield Array’! The Earth Array is the core of the Shield Array, and if you can’t solve this problem, you simply cannot arrange the Shield Array."
Wyatt Barnes finished in one breath.
"Please, Master, enlighten me!"
Even before Wyatt Barnes had finished speaking, Ridge Byrd’s expression had changed, filled with reverence, his eyes intently fixed on Wyatt Barnes, waiting for his guidance.
This moment, he was utterly convinced.
He knew that the young man who appeared frighteningly young was truly skilled, and not just putting on an act of mystery.
"How is that possible?!"
The man standing aside, the scruffy old man, narrowed his eyes in shock, looking at the young man in purple with some disbelief.
He had never imagined.
That this young man, who was far superior to him in strength, was so profoundly skilled in the realm of Inscription that he could even impress his master.
"I will only say this once, remember it well! To perfectly integrate the ’Earth Array’ into the ’Shield Array’ is not that difficult. As long as you use your spiritual power..."
Wyatt Barnes laid out the solution step by step, telling Ridge Byrd what to do.
As to whether Ridge Byrd could understand, that was beyond his control.
After the explanation, Ridge Byrd fell into contemplation.
"The map!"
But Wyatt Barnes had no intention of waiting for him, interrupting his thoughts directly.
Ridge Byrd was startled, his expression darkening as he hated being disturbed while thinking.
However, when he regained his senses and saw the person who had awakened him, the gloominess on his face vanished, replaced by reverence.
"Master, here is the map."
He then hurriedly pulled out the map he had obtained recently and handed it to Wyatt Barnes.
After handing over the map to Wyatt Barnes, he again furrowed his brows, falling into deep thought again.
His mind was continuously recalling the words Wyatt Barnes had said to him just moments before.
Whirrr!
At that moment, Wyatt Barnes unfolded the map. Initially pleased, his expression darkened slightly and his eyebrows knitted together as he looked at the map more closely.
"Weak Water River, just a corner? How can this be read?"
Wyatt Barnes frustratingly realized that although the map confirmed his location and the location of ’Weak Water River’,
it showed only a corner of Weak Water River, making it difficult to see the whole picture.
Because of this, he was still unable to confirm the location where the Martial Emperor had hidden the ’Big Treasure’ during his second reincarnation.
A moment later, about ten breaths’ time passed.
"Give it back to him."
Wyatt Barnes carelessly tossed the map to the disheveled old man beside him as if he were throwing away garbage.
He had to admit he was very disappointed.
Unlike Wyatt, who discarded the map as if it were trash, the disheveled old man caught it as though it were a treasure, handling it with extreme care.
As he steadied the map in his hands, he heard a fleeting whistling of the wind by his ear. Immediately afterward, he realized that the young man in purple had completely disappeared.
He came in a hurry, and he left in a hurry.
"He must be a ’demon’, right?"
The disheveled old man thought to himself.
In his view, the young man in purple appeared to be only about twenty-five years old, but his strength already surpassed his own.
That was acceptable.
The other’s expertise in the ’Inscription’ was so profound that it shocked him to the core, surpassing even his own master.
As the saying goes, everyone has their own specialty.
On the Cloud Skies Continent, due to differences in focus, people were divided into four types.
The first type was those focused on the ’Martial Dao’, dedicating their lives to improving their cultivation, understanding ’realms’ and ’mysteries,’ and striving to possess formidable power before they die.
These were the most common.
The second type were the ’Artifact Refiners’, who concentrated on refining tools their entire lives and worked towards crafting higher-grade spiritual tools.
The third type was the ’alchemist’, similar to the Artifact Refiner.
The fourth type was the ’Inscription master’, focused on the ’Inscription’.
If that young man in purple were human, having such formidable power would already be considered ’defying the heavens’.
Moreover, his profound mastery in the ’Inscription’ was astonishing.
In his view,
It was simply impossible for a human martial artist to achieve such great accomplishments in both fields at such a young age.
Therefore, he could almost confirm,
That young man in purple was a ’demon’, not ’human’.
After all,
Demons, when they first break through to the ’Transforming Void Realm’ and transform into a ’demon’, can choose to take on any form,
Even a hundred-year-old demon could transform into a seemingly innocent child if it wished.
Time quietly passed.
Two hours later, Ridge Byrd finally snapped out of his contemplation, muttering to himself, "So that’s it, so that’s it..."
"Thank you so..."
Just as Ridge Byrd started to thank the young man in purple who had resolved his problem, he realized that the other party had already vanished.
"Where is that master?"
Immediately, Ridge Byrd anxiously asked the disheveled old man.
"Master, that master... left two hours ago."
The disheveled old man replied truthfully.
"Why didn’t you stop him?"
Ridge Byrd urgently said, "That master’s expertise in the ’Inscription’ is rarely seen in my lifetime... If he could stay with the Byrd Family for a while, my proficiency in the ’Inscription’ would surely advance further."
"Which direction did the master go?"
Then, Ridge Byrd looked at the disheveled old man with an anxious face and asked.
"I... don’t know."
The disheveled old man hadn’t expected his master to be so agitated, and for a moment, he was at a loss, only managing a bitter smile.
"Ah."
Ridge Byrd stood still, his face turning from pale to flushed, and finally, he sighed deeply, "I have single-handedly ruined my own chance! If I hadn’t mentioned ’personal favors’ to the master from the start, he wouldn’t have been so petty with me."
"I really shot myself in the foot!"
Toward the end, Ridge Byrd looked helpless.
"Master, that master’s expertise in the ’Inscription’, is it truly that strong?"
The disheveled old man couldn’t help but ask.
He wasn’t an ’Inscription master’ and was unfamiliar with the ’Inscription’, so he couldn’t gauge how profound the young man in purple was in the ’Inscription’.
"I am not even one ten-thousandth as skilled as he is, what do you think?"
Ridge Byrd looked towards the disheveled old man and said.
"What?!"
Hearing Ridge Byrd’s words, the disheveled old man’s pupils constricted.
Although he knew that his master held a high evaluation of the young man in purple, he hadn’t expected it to be that high.
His master, admitting that his expertise in the ’Inscription’ was not even one ten-thousandth of that of the young man in purple?
"Go and look, see if you can find the master’s whereabouts... If you can find him, make sure to respectfully invite him back! If you can’t find him, then it’s just that I have no fate with the master."
Ridge Byrd instructed the disheveled old man, sighing deeply towards the end.
"Yes."
The disheveled old man did not dare to delay and hurried away.
"With that master’s guidance... this time, I am fully confident in inscribing and setting up the ’Shield Array’!"
After the disheveled old man had left, Ridge Byrd’s eyes brightened, his face full of confidence.