Tongxian City had many Loose Cultivators, weary from their travels, who wouldn’t linger for the mountain views, so Cultivators rarely came here.
At the foot of the mountain, Instructor Yan said, “There lives a reclusive gentleman on this mountain, whom I happened to make the acquaintance of by chance. I wouldn’t usually disturb him, but I’ll be leaving in a few days, so I wanted you to meet him.”
“Does this gentleman know about Formations?” Mo Hua asked.
Instructor Yan nodded, “Indeed, this gentleman’s achievements in Formations are extremely profound.”
“Is he a first-rank Formation Master?” Mo Hua asked curiously.
“As to his specific rank, I’m not sure, but he is at least a first-rank.”
Mo Hua’s respect rose significantly.
Being a first-rank Formation Master was already extraordinary, and Mo Hua didn’t even dare to imagine what lay beyond that.
Yet, Mo Hua couldn’t help but feel curious about what Formations above the first-rank were like…
…also wondered if it was true as the rumors said, possessing the might to steal the fortunes of nature and alter the heavens and the earth.
“Why does this gentleman reside in such a remote place? Is it because he dislikes the bustle?” Mo Hua asked again.
“The gentleman has a natural indifference to worldly affairs and does not wish to be bothered. Therefore, this mountain peak is seldom visited by others.”
Instructor Yan looked at Mo Hua and said, “You’ve already guessed why I’ve brought you here, haven’t you?”
Mo Hua nodded, “Is it for this gentleman to take me as his disciple?”
Instructor Yan nodded, “You guess correctly. I can only teach you so much, which is why I hope the gentleman can give you some guidance.”
“You have already taught me a lot,” Mo Hua said gratefully.
“What I can teach you pales in comparison to what the gentleman has to offer.”
“But…”
Instructor Yan shook his head, “You are still young, and you may not understand fully. As you encounter more in the future, you will realize the vastness and depth of Formations, which are far beyond the grasp of a mere Qi Refinement or even Foundation Building Cultivator. Your Divine Sense is exceptional, your aptitude is good, and you are diligent, making you an excellent seedling for studying Formations. Therefore, you must cherish this rare talent and by no means fail to live up to your abilities.”
“Today, I have brought you to visit with the hope that you may be accepted as a disciple by the gentleman. He is indifferent by nature and not keen on accepting disciples. It would still be good for you to become a named disciple; even if you only grasp the merest essentials, it will help you go further on the path of Formations.”
Instructor Yan pointed ahead where a mountain path stretched before them, winding up toward the mid-mountain shrouded in mist. Nestled within the clouds was a simple yet mysterious gate to a courtyard.
Instructor Yan advised, “Make your way up the mountain by yourself. Be respectful, and when the gentleman asks you something, just answer truthfully. If he takes you as a disciple, it will be your good fortune. If not, don’t be disheartened; it simply means the time isn’t right yet.”
Mo Hua nodded earnestly, then couldn’t help but glance back at Instructor Yan.
“Instructor…”
“Go on,” Instructor Yan said no more, simply waving his hand in dismissal.
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment but eventually, with firm steps, began to ascend the mountain.