The man in the golden-red Taoist robe pondered for a moment then nodded, “Alright, I’ll test you a bit.”
“Um-hum.”
Mo Hua was full of anticipation, but then he was disappointed again.
The tests given by the man in the golden-red robe were only about First-grade formation knowledge, which, for Mo Hua, was extremely simple, and occasionally touched on Second-Grade formations, but were still rather superficial, not truly reflecting how formidable he was, nor did he “profit” any new techniques without any effort.
Mo Hua easily answered the man’s questions, and seeing that the man did not speak, asked again,
“Is there anything harder?”
“Or, could you find a very, very difficult formation to test me with?”
The man was slightly stunned and said with resignation,
“That’s all I can test you with…”
He was mainly a Sword Cultivation practitioner; formations were something he was not very proficient in, learning a bit just to cope with Sect assessments without investing much effort.
But passing his test at least showed that Mo Hua had a solid foundation in formations.
And on this mission, they indeed needed a Formation Master.
The man said, “Alright, I’ll take you for a try.”
Mo Hua was pleased inside, but before he had a chance to say anything, he heard the gentle-looking senior sister shake her head and say,
“No!”
Mo Hua was taken aback.
“It’s too dangerous,” the gentle senior sister said to Mo Hua, “Although with our cultivation, capturing the Sin Cultivator this time isn’t difficult, the Cultivation World is unpredictable, and there could always be complications we might not be able to protect you from.”
She softened her tone, trying to persuade Mo Hua,
“Junior Brother, listen to your senior sister, go back to the Sect and cultivate properly, when you’re older, then undertake these dangerous tasks…”
This senior sister, she too was kind.
Mo Hua silently noted.
But he was definitely going to partake in the task!
He had already spent over two hundred Merit Points to exchange for the spell of the Second-Grade Water Prison Technique; not making some return on that would indeed be a huge loss!
This trip could only be a success, failure was not an option!
Thinking it over, Mo Hua’s eyes brightened as he said,
“If I don’t go, won’t you be short a Formation Master?”
“I will find someone else…” the gentle woman said.
“Senior Sister, you just said no one was accepting the task, I heard you!”
The woman was taken aback.
“Don’t worry,” Mo Hua said, “I know the Concealment Technique; I can protect myself.”
“Concealment…”
The woman thought for a moment, still not entirely reassured, her heart wavering with indecision.
Just then, another man came from afar, full of apologies, “Sorry, I’m late…”