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Supreme Divine Sense, Achieving the Great Dao...
Mo Hua slightly lost his focus.
He had not expected Mr. Zhuang to have such deep expectations for him, planning so far ahead.
Originally, he would have been satisfied with just achieving Foundation Establishment, and he had not yet considered anything beyond that...
Mo Hua nodded his head, saying earnestly,
"Master, I’ve remembered it all!"
His train of thought also became clearer.
He would keep learning profound Formation methods, honing a stronger Divine Sense, becoming a higher-grade Formation Master, cultivating to even higher realms, and seeking the longer paths of the Great Dao.
Mr. Zhuang’s eyes revealed his gratification.
After a brief thought, Mo Hua asked,
"Master, where then should I go to learn the Ultimate Formation?"
Mr. Zhuang paused, his gaze showing a hint of regret,
"I originally had some inheritances of Ultimate Formations, but due to unexpected events, most have been lost. Therefore, if you want to learn the Ultimate Formations, you have to learn to find them yourself."
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Mr. Zhuang said, "The vast majority of Formation inheritances in this world are monopolized by the Taoist Court, Noble Clans, and Sects, and this includes Ultimate Formations as well."
"It’s practically impossible to learn from them directly; even if you could, the price would be extremely high."
"So if you want to learn Ultimate Formations, you can only search for those secret Formation methods lost in various corners of the Nine State, unknown to others."
Mo Hua expressed his confusion, "If it’s an Ultimate Formation, it must be valuable. If it’s valuable, how could it be unknown to others?"
"Because ordinary people don’t understand Formation Patterns, and even if they do, Formation Masters without the pertinent inheritance cannot probe the mysteries of Ultimate Formations."
Mo Hua suddenly understood but couldn’t help being curious,
"Then wouldn’t the Taoist Court and the Family Sects and Clans collect these Ultimate Formations?"
"They do," Mr. Zhuang nodded. "But the world is vast, and the intricacies of Formations are profound; no matter how much they collect, there are always some that will slip through."
"Besides, some Ultimate Formations are so exquisite and subtle, they can’t be recognized by ordinary Cultivators with mere fleshly eyes."
"Even those born into the Taoist Court or those with inheritances from Family Sects and Clans, most of them are merely booksmart, unable to understand or even conceive of things that transcend their grade of learning."
Mr. Zhuang’s expression bore a trace of disdain.
Looking at him with great admiration, Mo Hua asked stealthily,
"Master, what grade have you achieved?"
Mr. Zhuang turned around, saw Mo Hua’s shining eyes, and couldn’t help but tap his forehead, speaking in a gentle tone, "Don’t ask questions recklessly."
"Oh," Mo Hua covered his forehead, thought for a moment, then asked again,
"So next, we are going to look for the Ultimate Formation?"
"That’s one way to put it," Mr. Zhuang’s eyes conveyed a mix of emotions,
"I’m going to visit a Sect, meet some old friends, have you learn their Formations, and en route, incidentally search for some Ultimate Formations."
Sect? Old friends? Formations?
Mo Hua was startled, "Master, which Sect is it?"
Mr. Zhuang did not answer, only saying,
"You will know when the time comes."
Mo Hua was still curious and couldn’t help but ask,
"Then what Formations are we going to learn?"
Mr. Zhuang’s expression stalled, tinged with a hint of melancholy, and he said slowly,
"It’s a Formation that I, too, failed to learn back then…"
Mo Hua looked shocked, "Master, even you didn’t learn it?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled faintly, "Your teacher is only human, not yet an Immortal, naturally, there are things I have not learned."
Mo Hua said uncertainly, "If even Master couldn’t learn it, can I?"
Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua with a gentle gaze, "You should be fine."
Mo Hua felt a surge of joy but also some worry,
"If Master couldn’t learn it, can I really learn it?"
If he couldn’t learn it, wouldn’t he let down his Master’s expectations and lose face for his Master...
Mr. Zhuang, reading Mo Hua’s thoughts, shifted his gaze and smiled slightly,
"I didn’t learn it back then and suffered their contempt. This time, taking you there is to have you avenge this old grudge for your teacher."