Mo Hua pondered for a moment before regaining his calm.
Although he had drawn the complete Large Formation Pivot, he still wasn’t entirely reassured.
Was this time just a coincidence?
He erased the Formation Pivot and drew it once more, unable to help sighing.
Indeed, it was just a moment of brilliance, a flash of inspiration, that had allowed him to draw the Formation Pivot. When he tried to draw it again, his focus was insufficient, his Divine Sense was somewhat lacking, and he failed to succeed.
However, his Divine Sense was only lacking by a slight margin; he just needed to be more meticulous and gain a deeper understanding.
If there is a first time for something, there will inevitably be a second.
If he had succeeded once, he certainly could draw it a second time.
Mo Hua continued to draw with focused attention.
Time slowly passed by, and by the fourth attempt, he had finally drawn the Five Elements Slaughter Demon Great Formation Pivot completely and without a single error.
Mo Hua let out a long sigh of relief.
He withdrew his Divine Sense from the Sea of Consciousness.
It was still not yet dawn, and the night was deep.
Relieved, Mo Hua was overwhelmed by the exhaustion of relentless concentration and effort over the past month. He lay sprawled out on the bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
He slept straight through to noon, only waking up when he smelled the aroma of food.
The room was already filled with dishes.
Liu Ruhua saw that he had grown thinner over these days, his face no longer plump, and felt pity, so she prepared a table full of delicious food for him.
Mo Hua’s mood instantly lifted.
He heartily enjoyed the meal and then continued to draw the Large Formation Pivot.
This time was different from drawing within the Sea of Consciousness; now, he needed to replicate the Formation Pivot on paper.
The Formation Pivot in the Sea of Consciousness was essentially a formation condensed by his Divine Sense;
In reality, however, the Formation Pivot was formed from tangible formations, with Formation Paper serving as the medium, and Spiritual Ink outlining the Formation Patterns.
Condensing a formation in the Sea of Consciousness was easier;
Drawing a formation on paper in reality was relatively more difficult;
And when truly constructing the Large Formation, drawing on special media would consume more Divine Sense and would be even more challenging.
Therefore, no matter what, Mo Hua needed to draw it on paper first.
He had to present the Formation Pivot from his Sea of Consciousness onto real Formation Paper so that he could truly construct the Large Formation between heaven and earth.
The Large Formation Pivot was sizable, necessitating larger pieces of paper as the media.
In the courtyard, Mo Hua spread out sheets of paper larger than himself and began to draw the Formation Pivot stroke by stroke.
Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua watched Mo Hua draw, helping him lay out the paper, pass the brush, mix the ink, wipe his sweat, and serve tea.
They didn’t know exactly what Mo Hua was drawing.
But seeing Mo Hua, who looked no older than a child in his early teens, drawing such a complex, seemingly profound, and large-scale formation with such earnestness and precise brushwork,
both Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua felt shocked and simultaneously proud.
Mo Hua drew all afternoon, spoiled two sheets of paper, and finally completed a Large Formation Pivot before dusk fell.
Mo Hua asked his parents to carefully store the Formation Paper in the Storage Bag and then ran off excitedly to find Mr. Zhuang.
Dusk had settled, and the mountains were deeply hued.
Mr. Zhuang was sitting in the house, watching the Blood Qi of the Big Demon in the distant mountains, his fingers twirling in the air, seemingly calculating something.
Seeing Mo Hua, Mr. Zhuang looked somewhat surprised.
It was evening, and Mo Hua rarely disturbed him at this hour.
Mr. Zhuang was just about to say something when his expression suddenly became fixed, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes, "You… have learned it?"
Having run all the way there, Mo Hua nodded breathlessly.
He took out the Formation Paper with the drawn Formation Pivot from his Storage Bag and carefully spread it out on the ground.
A complete first-grade Large Formation Pivot unfolded slowly before Mr. Zhuang...
Mr. Zhuang took a deep breath, restraining his emotions at the bottom of his heart.
He stood up slowly, his gaze serious, and meticulously inspected the Formation Pivot, after which he felt a tremor in his heart.
It was something he had anticipated.
Yet, when the expected event actually occurred, he still felt extraordinarily shocked.
Although he was the teacher and he had instructed Mo Hua to draw it,
could this truly be the work of a youth in his early teens?
Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind.