Mo Hua was at a loss for words for a moment.
Bai Zisheng also joined in the excitement, "Listen to your Senior Sister, she’s right!"
Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him.
Bai Zisheng appeared unconcerned.
He glanced at the Formation Diagram again, and just by looking at it, he felt a headache coming on.
Eleven Formation Patterns, with Divine Sense strength reaching the level of a Second-Grade Formation, it was hard to see what good learning it would do.
Bai Zisheng frowned and realized a problem, he asked Mo Hua:
"The Old Ancestor of Sun Family is a Second Rank Formation Master, right?"
"Yes," Mo Hua nodded.
"Then why didn’t he draw a Second-Grade Formation in the Spirit Fields? The effects of a Second-Grade Formation should be stronger, right?" Bai Zisheng asked.
Mo Hua thought for a moment, then explained:
"A Second-Grade Formation would indeed be more powerful, but it would also require more Spiritual Power to operate and consume more Spirit Stones, something that a Qi Cultivation Loose Practitioner simply can’t afford."
"Moreover, the effect of this Formation is unique, and ordinary Second-Grade Formations don’t have this sort of function."
"Even if there were such a Formation, it would have to be a Second-Grade Ultimate Formation, and the difficulty of that would be even greater..."
Bai Zisheng nodded as if he suddenly understood, "Then you better hurry up and learn it, see if it’s of any use."
"Yes."
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However, this Formation seemed somewhat special.
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Mo Hua practiced several times during the day, with little progress.
At night, meditating on the Taoist Stele allowed him to vaguely feel the flow of qi within the Formation, leading to a deeper understanding of it.
After a few days, Mo Hua could perfectly outline the entire Formation on the Taoist Stele.
But come daytime, when he tried to put pen to paper, the entire Formation seemed to lose its essence.
Divine Sense indeed got consumed, and he drew all the Formation Patterns correctly.
Yet the Formation on paper seemed to have only shape and no spirit; nor could he sense the flow of Spiritual Power.
All three were puzzled.
Bai Zisheng, resting his chin on his hand, said, "Could it be that the calculated Formation is wrong?"
Bai Zixi shook his head. "It’s not."
"So, it was drawn incorrectly?" Bai Zisheng guessed, then denied his own guess, "No, it’s not that either."
The Formations drawn by Mo Hua were always accurate; they couldn’t be wrong.
Besides, all three of them had checked it over and found no issues.
The trio looked at each other in confusion.
Mo Hua sighed, "It seems we can only go and ask Master."
...
Mr. Zhuang was in the yard, sitting on a bamboo chair, basking in the sun.
This chair seemed to be the same one Mr. Zhuang often sat on back at Forgetful Residence, a place he was nostalgic about, so he had brought the chair with him.
In the spacious courtyard, Mr. Zhuang was either resting with his eyes closed or possibly contemplating the Dao.
Mo Hua did not disturb Mr. Zhuang and waited beside him for a while.
In less than a moment, Mr. Zhuang opened his eyes and beckoned to Mo Hua with a slight gesture.
Mo Hua’s eyes brightened, and he stepped forward to hand the Ultimate Formation he had drawn to Mr. Zhuang.
Mr. Zhuang took it, glanced over it, and with a slightly puzzled look but a hint of approval, said:
"Not bad."
"Master, is it this Formation?"
"Yes," Mr. Zhuang nodded.
Mo Hua was overjoyed.
Mr. Zhuang’s confirmation meant he hadn’t miscalculated.
"But why does it seem ineffective when I clearly drew it out?" Mo Hua voiced his doubt.
"That’s because..." Mr. Zhuang said with a slight smile, "you don’t know the name of this Formation."
Mo Hua was slightly taken aback, "Name?"
The Sun Family’s legacy did not mention it, or rather, the Sun Family simply did not have the transmission of this Ultimate Formation, so naturally, they did not know the name of this Formation.