Mo Hua was confident.
He took out a compass, copied the Fixed Formation Patterns at the bottom layer, then with his Divine Sense peeked and recorded the Secondary Thunder Patterns.
Through the Array Plate, combining Fixed Magnetic Patterns with Secondary Thunder Patterns, he proceeded to infer.
Gu Changhuai saw Mo Hua's composed expression, his skillful hands drawing a bunch of Formation Patterns he had never seen before, and performing the complex inference with finesse; his anger slowly turned to amazement.
Although he couldn't understand, he knew that such a method of inference was nothing common...
On the Array Plate beside him, Magnetic Ink began to coalesce, slowly revealing a few words:
"Little scoundrel..."
Mo Hua's face brightened, then he paused and looked at Gu Changhuai unhappily.
"Little scoundrel... You're not talking about me, are you?"
Gu Changhuai ignored Mo Hua's displeasure.
He was utterly stunned, looking at Mo Hua with disbelief, "You... really restored it?"
Such a feat was something only a Great Formation Master of the Heaven Shu Pavilion could do...
You, a junior Foundation Establishment cultivator, learned this too?
Mo Hua, seeing his shock and his inexperienced demeanor, decided not to fuss about being called a "little scoundrel."
Mo Hua spoke proudly:
"I've been learning formations from Elder Master Xun..."
"Elder Master Xun..."
Gu Changhuai paused, then showed respect.
Although he didn't know the exact status of Elder Master Xun mentioned by Mo Hua, to teach formations at Taixu Gate, one of the Eight Great Gates, and being referred to as "Elder Master," his seniority was undoubtedly profound, and so must be his mastery of formations.
With such a Formation Master teaching Mo Hua, everything seemed to add up...
Gu Changhuai looked at Mo Hua with newfound regard.
But to truly let Mo Hua attempt to "restore" the Flower Gentleman's Letter Token, Gu Changhuai still felt uneasy.
Seeming to read Gu Changhuai's mind, Mo Hua asked:
"Uncle Gu, where is the Flower Gentleman's Letter Token now?"
Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment before slowly speaking:
"It has been returned from the Heaven Shu Pavilion..."
Gu Changhuai, displeased, "The formation masters at the Heaven Shu Pavilion, they're either too high in status for me to request assistance, or they don't have time, or they find it troublesome... In any case, no one is willing to take on this task for the Taoist Court..."
"Then you'll just have to rely on me, huh..."
Mo Hua's eyes gleamed brightly.