Instructor Yan frowned and showed displeasure; he did not like being disturbed while studying formations, but he still got up, opened the door, and said indifferently,
"What’s the matter?"
The corpse cultivator said, "The formation on the west side of the stronghold is broken..."
Mo Hua knew about this because he had deliberately caused the damage!
Instructor Yan furrowed his brow, "Broken?"
The corpse cultivator bowed and said, "Please ask Mr. Yan to have a look."
Though the corpse cultivator said "please," his expression was indifferent, without the attitude of a request and seemingly not giving Instructor Yan the option to refuse.
Instructor Yan nodded, "Wait a moment."
Then he went back inside, picked a few brushes, chose several bottles of ink, and found a Formation Diagram, putting them all into his Storage Bag, before saying to the corpse cultivator,
"Let’s go."
The corpse cultivator led Instructor Yan out of the room.
Before leaving, Instructor Yan locked the room and activated a formation.
It seemed that he did not want others to enter this room.
But no formation could prevent Mo Hua from entering.
After Instructor Yan left, Mo Hua quietly disabled the room’s formation and gently tiptoed down from the roof into the room.
He did not touch anything, only scanning the room to judge what formations Instructor Yan had been drawing based on the aura and types of formation patterns.
Most of the formations in the room were Five Elements Formations.
Mo Hua was very familiar with the Five Elements Formations, so he could recognize them at a glance.
They were standard and orthodox formations, not Evil Formations.
Besides, there were a few rare formations that were not difficult either.
A few Formation Diagrams were on the table, showing signs of being looked through frequently.
These Formation Diagrams were for the Melting Fire Formation, Earth Stone Formation, and other formations consistently used in the Formation Master Grading assessments.
It seemed that Instructor Yan was still working hard to become a First-Grade Formation Master.
After looking at a few Formation Diagrams drawn by Instructor Yan, Mo Hua nodded subtly, initially judging that Instructor Yan had reached the standard of a first-grade Formation Master.
Unfortunately, his exploration was not broad enough.
If the Formation used in the assessment were more obscure and tricky, the difficulty of grading would be quite high.
It would then depend on a bit of luck, or rather, fate.
Besides, there were no Ultimate Formations, nor any Evil Formations.
Mo Hua was both somewhat disappointed and very relieved.
Disappointed that there was no clue to the Ultimate Formation.
Relieved that Instructor Yan had not mastered the Ultimate Formation, nor had he become a confederate of evil by painting Evil Formations for the Corpse cultivators in the Corpse Walking Stronghold to help them with Corpse Refinement and corpse-raising.
Mo Hua guessed that Instructor Yan had probably just been kidnapped.
Because of his identity as a Formation Master, he had preserved his life; yet due to that same identity, he was coerced by the Corpse cultivators and had no choice but to join the Corpse Stronghold, painting various Formations for their camp’s construction.
After all, no matter where, Formation Masters are rare talents in the world of Tao Cultivation.
That was even more the case for someone like Instructor Yan, who had a level of competency near that of a first-grade Formation Master.
But this was just his own speculation. To know for certain, he would have to ask.
Mo Hua then found a stool, sat in a corner, concealed his presence, and quietly waited for Instructor Yan to return.
An hour later, Instructor Yan came back.
The Corpse cultivator had escorted Instructor Yan all the way to the door, watched as Instructor Yan entered the house, and then turned to leave.
After entering the house, Instructor Yan sighed and continued over to the table to read more Formation Books.
While reading, Instructor Yan muttered to himself:
"How could a Formation just break?"
Suddenly, he had a startled expression, feeling that something was amiss.
A Formation could not just break for no reason.
Then Instructor Yan was shocked, his pupils contracted slightly.
It seemed that someone had been in his room!
He immediately stood up and swept the room with his Divine Sense, but found nothing.
Though the desk, chairs, and books seemed untouched, he had a strong intuition that someone had been in there, going through something.
Who could it be?!
And for what reason?