"Mo Hua," Mo Hua replied.
"Mo Hua..." Elder Zheng repeated, somewhat impressed, "Using ink to draw formations, dotting ink like painting, what a great name."
Mo Hua felt complimented on his name and couldn’t help nodding.
He also thought his parents had given him a good name.
Because of this, his impression of Elder Zheng improved greatly.
He actually wanted to ask this True Transmission Elder of the Zheng family about formations, but he was somewhat mindful of his identity and asked,
"You really are an elder of the Qian Taoist Sect?"
Elder Zheng shook his head, "I’m not anymore."
Mo Hua was surprised, "Not anymore?"
Elder Zheng said, "I resigned."
Mo Hua felt a sense of relief, "That’s good!"
Elder Zheng was a bit puzzled, with a complex expression, saying:
"That’s a position of elder in the Qian Taoist Sect, one of the leading Four Great Sects, something many cultivators dream of. Why would not doing it be good?"
"As I said, it’s something ordinary cultivators dream of. Those truly skilled wouldn’t put up with such constraints," Mo Hua replied.
From his understanding, in such a great sect, the hierarchy was strict, with clear distinctions between ranks.
If one wanted to do well, they’d have to act subservient upwards, and domineering downwards, otherwise, they’d face constant grievances.
What Mo Hua said resonated with Elder Zheng.
Elder Zheng then asked, "If I were to offer you a place as a disciple of the Qian Taoist Sect, would you accept?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "They wouldn’t accept me."
It was true they wouldn’t.
Back then, he carried the "Sect-Entering Order" given by his master, traveled a long distance to the Qian Taoist Sect, only to be rejected at the door due to perceived poor aptitude.
The bar of the Qian Taoist Sect was too high for him to reach.
He still remembered that grievance.
Elder Zheng, not knowing the details, asked again, "If they were willing to accept you, would you go?"
Mo Hua shook his head again, "No, I wouldn’t care for it."
He was doing too well now in the Taixu Gate.
Elder Master Xun taught him formations, and the Ancestor taught him Divine Thought into sword.