But now, as they were Drawing the Formation, even though he was the senior brother, he still had to listen to Mo Hua.
Bai Zisheng continued Drawing the Formation, but his expression was listless, heaving sighs without spirit.
Seeing this, Mo Hua, feeling somewhat helpless, said:
"Go patrol then. The Spirit Farmers of East Mountain Village may not be a match for the Sun Family cultivators."
Bai Zisheng’s eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Really."
Bai Zisheng felt a bit apologetic and hesitated:
"You don’t need me to help you Draw the Formation anymore?"
Mo Hua gave him a look, "Alright then, how about you stay and Draw the Formation?"
Bai Zisheng immediately sprang up, "Never mind, I don’t draw as well as you. You paint the Formation; I’ll patrol and make sure those Sun Family villains don’t disturb you!"
Having said this, his expression was one of excitement as he ran off proud and vigorous.
Mo Hua smiled to himself.
Thereafter, Bai Zisheng patrolled around the Spirit Fields to see if any Sun Family cultivators came to make trouble.
One evening, indeed, a few Sun Family cultivators sneaked over to scout around.
Without a second word, Bai Zisheng, his movement technique swift as the wind, directly charged at them.
These cultivators were no match for Bai Zisheng; he took care of them quickly and efficiently, leaving them bruised and swollen, scurrying away with their tails between their legs.
Remembering Mo Hua’s admonition—he could fight, but he should not strike fatally to avoid escalating the situation—
So Bai Zisheng simply made his point and spared their lives.
The Sun Family cultivators who had been beaten black and blue by Bai Zisheng fled back to the Sun Family and met with Family Head Sun Yi.
Sun Yi then asked, "Did you find out anything?"
But without waiting for his subordinates to answer, seeing their injuries, he had his answer.
It was clear that they had found out nothing and had been given a thrashing.
Sun Yi could only helplessly wave his hand and say:
"Go recover from your injuries."
The Sun Family cultivators withdrew, and Sun Ze walked in, saying to Sun Yi:
"Father, could it be that they really found our Sun Family’s ancestral Formation?"
Sun Yi looked solemn, "It’s not impossible... That kid is not simple, and there’s been such a big commotion at the Spirit Fields. I guess they really discovered something..."
"What should we do? Should we take action now?" Sun Ze asked, "Our Sun Family’s inheritance can’t fall into outsiders’ hands."
Sun Yi did not respond.
Sun Ze said, "Father, you can’t still be waiting, can you?"
Sun Yi frowned, "I’m not sure what they are doing right now."
"Could it be that the kid learned the Old Ancestor’s Formation and wants to redraw it?" Sun Ze speculated.
Sun Yi looked coldly at Sun Ze, "What nonsense are you talking?"
Sun Ze was puzzled, "Isn’t it..."
Sun Yi scoffed, "You have no idea just how profound our Old Ancestor of Sun Family’s Formation is..."
"The Formation he left behind, is it something so easily learned?"
"Forget about that kid, who’s barely in his teens. Even if he’s been studying Formations for ten full years,"
"Even if he keeps studying for another few decades, the level of his Formation skills couldn’t possibly match one-tenth of the Old Ancestor of Sun Family’s."
Sun Ze said in shock:
"Was our Old Ancestor really that incredible?"
Sun Yi looked down disdainfully at his son:
"You fail to apply yourself, having barely skimmed the surface of Formation knowledge. You have no clue about the depth of skill involved."
"Even among First Grade Formation Masters, the discrepancy can be huge, let alone a Second Grade Formation Master."
"Whether it’s Divine Sense, understanding of Formations, or Formation accomplishment, the differences are as vast as heaven and earth."
Sun Ze couldn’t help but nod.
He had originally thought that the Formation inheritance of the Sun Family had declined, and his ancestors couldn’t be that great.
Yet he had overestimated others and underestimated the Old Ancestor of the Sun Family.
"But what is that kid doing right now, and what kind of Formation is he Drawing?"
Sun Yi thought for a moment, then shook his head:
"I don’t know. Let’s wait until they’re finished."
Sun Ze was a bit anxious, "Are we really going to let this go unchecked?"
"You don’t understand."
"Don’t understand what?"
Sun Yi’s gaze sharpened, and he said faintly:
"No matter what they’re doing, in the end, it will only benefit our Sun Family."
Sun Ze paused, deep in thought.
Sun Yi continued, "These people are after all foreign cultivators. No matter how much they do, they will eventually leave."
"Once they’re gone, these Spirit Farmers will still be at our mercy."
"Whatever benefits they give to the Spirit Farmers will remain in their hands and will ultimately fall into our Sun Family’s possession."
"This Thousand Families Town is our Sun Family’s Thousand Families Town, and everything in it is ours!"
"Moreover, the Formation in the Spirit Fields, ultimately, enriches the land."
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Sun Yi let out a cold laugh, "We just have to be patient. In the end, not only can we retrieve the ancestral Formation, but we can also rely on these fertile Spirit Fields to ensure that our Sun Family’s descendants are provided for and carefree..."