The Merit Elder looked at Mo Hua again, noticing the small figure laden with six Storage Bags and couldn’t help but ask,
“Can you complete six Formation Methods?”
“I can!” Mo Hua replied, “I’m very quick at Drawing Formations!”
Drawing Formations quickly?
How fast could a child that young be?
The Merit Elder shook his head, not asking further, simply waved his hand, “Alright then, go on and draw them.
Don’t bite off more than you can chew though; failing to complete assignments can negatively affect your reputation…”
“Understood, Elder.”
Mo Hua responded.
The Merit Elder watched Mo Hua leave without giving it much thought.
But after two hours, Mo Hua returned, placing the six Storage Bags on the table.
“Elder, I’ve finished.”
The Merit Elder was astounded.
Finished?
He opened the Storage Bags and indeed they all contained First-grade Formations, some using paper as Formation media, others with Array Plates or Spiritual Artifact embryos.
Each Formation was neat and precise, conforming strictly to standards, without a single error.
“Truly finished so fast…”
The Merit Elder was slightly surprised, but after reflecting, he found it unremarkable.
After all, they were only First-grade Formations.
The Merit Elder swept his Divine Sense over them, nodded, and said, “Indeed, all are completed.
Six First-grade Formations, in total nineteen Merit Points, have been added to your Taixu Token.”
Mo Hua was delighted, and when his Divine Sense entered the Taixu, he indeed found a small number beneath his name:
Nineteen.
This meant he had earned nineteen Merit Points.
“Alright, you…” The Merit Elder was about to say, “You may go,” but then Mo Hua immediately interrupted,
“Elder, please wait…”
Mo Hua plunged his Divine Sense into the Taixu Token and after a moment, lifted his head and handed the Taixu Token back to the Merit Elder, “I’ve accepted some more…”
The Merit Elder’s eyelids twitched.
This young boy isn’t following the norms…
Who accepts tasks like this?