After bidding Master Luo farewell, Mo Hua felt at ease.
Cultivation makes cultivators powerful, yet it does not involve production, and cannot make more cultivators wealthy.
Only formations can make life somewhat better for loose cultivators.
In Tongxian City, Mo Hua was the only one among the loose cultivators who knew about formations. Once he left, with no one to draw formation patterns for them, the lives of the loose cultivators might sink back into hardship in a few years, or perhaps a decade.
Self-sufficiency brings ample food and clothing.
Only if more formation masters who understand formations emerge among the loose cultivators.
These formation masters also make a vow to learn formations and benefit the loose cultivators.
This is the only way to truly improve the situation of loose cultivators.
No matter how strong Mo Hua’s formation abilities are, he is still just one person, capable of changing only the immediate circumstances.
But the legacy of formations can be passed on to many people.
Passed down from generation to generation, it can change the lives of loose cultivators for a very long time.
Mo Hua didn’t want Tongxian City to revert to the old state of "loose cultivators without a formation master" after he left. He hoped that when he returned, more loose cultivators would have learned formations and that everyone could live better lives.
Once the matter of passing on formation techniques was resolved, Mo Hua had many farewells to say to acquaintances.
The first was Leader Yang.
With the Taoist soldiers Court’s mission completed and the Big Demon subdued, it was time for him to return and report back.
Before leaving, Leader Yang patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, repeatedly admonishing,
"If you ever want to join the Taoist soldiers Court, be sure to find me. No matter what happens, the Yang Family will protect you!"
"If you don’t wish to join the Taoist soldiers Court, then you must stay firm in your Taoist Heart, act cautiously, never stray onto the wrong path, and certainly do not fall into the Demon Path..."
Leader Yang had witnessed the terror of the Five Elements Slaughter Demon Great Formation up close and had felt it personally.
In his life thus far, he had not seen another Trapping and Killing Formation with such a strong killing aura.
Let alone the self-destruction of the Large Formation later on, the strange and horrifying phenomena generated by the change in spiritual power.
Though a formation master’s personal strength may not be formidable, once they complete a formation or construct a large formation, they can truly wield the power to change the heavens and earth or even destroy them.
This was something he had not fully grasped before seeing Mo Hua.
Only after seeing the Trapping and Killing Formation laid by Mo Hua and witnessing the deadly force produced by the destruction of the formation did Leader Yang truly realize the power and the terror of a formation master.
So, he was truly worried about Mo Hua making a misstep.
At only thirteen years of age, Mo Hua was already capable of constructing large formations on his own, confining Feng Xi.
Given time, who knows what level his formation skills will reach.
If he were to truly take the wrong path and build large formations to slaughter cultivators, it would undoubtedly bring calamity to a city, a realm, or even a whole state.
Leader Yang was very afraid of witnessing that scene and could not bear to face Mo Hua in a battle.
Mo Hua then reassured him, "Uncle Yang, don’t worry. I’m a serious cultivator and won’t do such bad things."
The world is full of changes; who can be certain about the future?
Leader Yang remained worried but could do nothing more as his mission was complete and it was time for him to leave.
Before departing, he also went to Mo Hua’s food business and took away more than fifty pounds of beef.
It was the first time he had tried this beef. After sampling it once at Mo Hua’s, he couldn’t forget about it, so he bought a lot before leaving, planning to enjoy it with wine on the road.
After the Taoist soldiers set out, Leader Yang left along Big Black Mountain.
Mo Hua waved his small hand, bidding farewell to Leader Yang.
After Leader Yang left, Zhang Lan found Mo Hua, telling him he would also be leaving soon.
Mo Hua asked, "Is it because you’ve succeeded in Foundation Establishment that you’re returning to your clan?"
Zhang Lan sighed, his expression forlorn, "Yes."
Mo Hua patted his shoulder, comforting,
"Just going back for a blind date isn’t so bad. What if you meet someone suitable? It could be a kind of fate."
Zhang Lan’s face darkened again, "What are you talking about? You’re still so young, is it appropriate for you to say such things?"
Mo Hua earnestly replied, "I may be young, but I’ve heard a lot of things."
In his free time, he would often go to the Fulu Building to play with Xiaofu.
Xiaofu enjoyed gossip and even spiced up the stories, commissioned storytellers to perform them in the Food Building. The place was always packed, popular among diners.
Mo Hua had heard quite a bit.
He especially liked stories about defeating demons or bizarre tales.
He didn’t have much taste for romance stories, but he wasn’t picky and would listen when they were told.
In those stories, noble family descendants like Zhang Lan, who were initially averse to blind dates, would go reluctantly, but upon meeting a beautiful girl, they would instantly become eager and start pursuing her...
Mo Hua thought Zhang Lan seemed like the type who could do something like that.