"Are you willing to be my own Magical Treasure?"
The Taoist Stele remained silent like a mountain, showing no interest in responding.
Mo Hua pouted, "Stingy, looking down on people..."
But upon reflection, it made sense.
The Taoist Stele, so mysterious and elusive, seemed to contain a certain divine aura that even an Evil God feared; it must have a significant origin.
With such a notable origin, even if offered to be one’s own Magical Treasure, one would not dare to accept it.
One did not have such a grand Life Chart.
With this thought, Mo Hua felt much more at peace and apologized sincerely to the Taoist Stele:
"I’m sorry, I overstepped my bounds."
The Taoist Stele remained silent, but there was a slight, subtle vibration.
It seemed quite satisfied with Mo Hua’s "self-awareness."
"The Taoist Stele is not an option either..."
Mo Hua sighed.
"Forget it, leave it like this for now, take time to consider slowly; it’s already been delayed for a long time, no rush at this moment."
Moreover, his Spiritual Power and Blood Qi roots were already inferior to others—especially among the numerous Heavenly Pride in the Sect, there’s no fear of lacking a bit more.
With this thought, Mo Hua suddenly felt much better.
A slacker’s mindset arose, perceiving a boundless world.
Besides, he is proving the Dao through Divine Sense, not forced to compete with these Sect Heavenly Pride, over matters like Spiritual Power, Blood Qi, Spiritual Artifact, inherent disadvantages.
It’s enough to muddle through, breakthrough the Realm, and form a Golden Core.
Mo Hua nodded.
He then took out the Taixu Token.
On the Taixu Token was a long text transmitted by Elder Xun.
Within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Original Magnet signal is weak, so transmitting this text completely took quite some time.
Mo Hua read it once and was slightly shocked.
"Virtual and real power, merging the present world with Divine Thought..."
"The land of Blood Creek and White Bone is not truly a place for raising Demon Wraiths; the real secret hides deep within."
"The entire Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a Divine Way structure permeated by a large Formation..."
"Within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, there’s a complete lineage of extremely profound Divine Formation inheritance..."
...
This Elder of Formation Arts is a master!
The Formation in Valley of Ten Thousand Demons indeed showed some clues, but he didn’t understand it thoroughly.
Moreover, some details were not noticed at all by him.
This is the difference brought by the Cultivation Realm, in terms of Formation vision and cognitive structure.
Besides...
A whole lineage of extremely deep Divine Formation inheritance!
Mo Hua’s eyes lit up.
The Divine Formation inheritance here might be even more formidable than he thought.
The opportunity is rare, so Mo Hua immediately made inquiries about "virtual and real power, merging of present world and Divine Thought, Formation structure, Divine Formation secrets" to Xun Ziyou through Transmission.
Xun Ziyou felt a tingle in his scalp after reading.
"These Formation questions, how could a Foundation Establishment Disciple ask them..."
Xun Ziyou muttered inwardly, but he couldn’t answer, so he went to ask Xun Zixian.
Upon hearing these questions, Xun Zixian’s eyes gleamed, and he answered them one by one.
Xun Ziyou then relayed them back to Mo Hua.
Afterwards, Mo Hua asked again, leaving Xun Ziyou no choice but to ask Xun Zixian again, and finally, Xun Zixian impatiently stretched out his hand and said:
"Give me your Taixu Token."
Reluctantly, Xun Ziyou handed his Elder’s Medallion to Xun Zixian.
Subsequently, Xun Zixian chatted with Mo Hua for a while.
The two exchanged opinions on Formation issues, conversed pleasantly, completely forgetting about Xun Ziyou, leaving him aside.
Xun Zixian was no longer in that annoying mood of "I don’t want to cast pearls before swine," instead he was brimming with enthusiasm, talking lively.
Xun Ziyou sighed helplessly.