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The Cultivation World of the Nine State was boundless.

He was just residing temporarily in a remote Little Immortal City, a corner of the Cultivation World.

By a stroke of chance, he had taken in this nominally-disciplined disciple with an average Spiritual Root but good Formation aptitude, and who was clever and nimble, pleasing to the eye.

Yet this nominally-disciplined disciple had turned out to be somewhat unexpected.

With a remarkable Divine Sense and a fast learner in formations, practicing Heaven Yan Jue to break through Mystery Formations, using Contemplation Maps to establish a foundation in Divine Sense, and even learning Formation Calculation...

Now, while only in the Qi Refinement realm and with only a rank one proficiency in formations, he had learned and drawn the Large Formation’s pivot within a month.

This aptitude for understanding formations, and the speed of learning them, was starting to seem…inconceivable...

Mr. Zhuang’s mind gradually clouded with doubts:

In the Cultivation World, he did not question the existence of young Cultivators with exceptional formation talents.

But why did he just happen to encounter this disciple?

Why did he, who had decided never to take on a disciple, suddenly take a whim to accept this nominally-disciplined one?

Are all these… just coincidences?

Mr. Zhuang’s face was as still as water, silent.

Seeing Mr. Zhuang with a heavy heart, Mo Hua asked worriedly,

"Gentleman, have I drawn it incorrectly?"

Mr. Zhuang snapped back to reality and couldn’t help but take another look at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s eyes were clear and bright, like the untainted waters of a heavenly pool.

Looking into Mo Hua’s eyes, Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled, and the doubts in his heart gradually faded away.

He spent his life recognizing people poorly and taking on unsuitable disciples.

This recorded-name disciple might be a gift from the heavens, allowing him to have an obedient and clever little disciple in his life.

As for whether it was a coincidence or some scheme, or whether it contained any heavenly secrets, why should he care?

Since he had embarked on Tao Cultivation, he should naturally follow his heart’s desires. What was there to fear or hesitate about at his age?

Mr. Zhuang suddenly felt enlightened and took another look at the Formation Pivot that Mo Hua had drawn, expressing his satisfaction:

"Yes, very good indeed!"

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help smiling, his eyes narrowing into crescents.

For some reason, Mr. Zhuang also felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, revealing a faint smile.

Suddenly, Mr. Zhuang was taken aback again.

He had realized!

Mo Hua was his recorded-name disciple.

He had now drawn the pivot of a first-grade Large Formation, and with a bit more effort, he might actually be able to construct a first-grade Large Formation!

A Qi Refinement Realm small-format Junior Formation Master capable of constructing a first-grade Large Formation.

And this Junior Formation Master was his own recorded-name disciple...

Mr. Zhuang straightened his back and felt his spirits soar.

He had never managed to teach a good disciple when he was someone else’s master.

Now, merely acting as a mentor and taking on a recorded-name disciple, he could achieve such "remarkable feats."

Mr. Zhuang’s expression was calm, but inside he was filled with pride.

Then, he felt a pang of regret.

He had fallen on hard times.

Those old acquaintances, those past friends, those brilliant rivals, and those with whom he shared deep discussions throughout the night, all had no more connections with him, and he feared he would never see them again in this lifetime.

If he were to brag about this matter, he would be invincible and suppress all around him; no one would be able to hold their heads up in his presence.

The more Mr. Zhuang thought about it, the more regretful he became, and he could not help but lament, "What a pity..."

"A pity about what?" Mo Hua curiously asked.

"A pity... it’s nothing," Mr. Zhuang said evasively.

Boasting wasn’t something he could tell Mo Hua about; it could set a bad example for him, negatively impact his influence, and tarnish his image as a transcendent figure in his disciple’s mind.

Mo Hua, unaware of Mr. Zhuang’s thoughts, said somewhat nervously:

"Gentleman, can I start constructing the Large Formation now?"

The foundation of constructing a Large Formation was knowing how to draw one. The key to drawing a Large Formation was mastering the Formation Pivot.

Mo Hua wasn’t familiar with Large Formations; although he had drawn the Formation Pivot, he still lacked confidence, which is why he sought confirmation from Mr. Zhuang.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhuang became solemn. He thought through the intricacies of the Large Formation again and examined the Formation Pivot drawn by Mo Hua closely, pondering for a long while before nodding slightly in approval:

"You can!"