"The Taoist Court Seven Pavilions are named after the Beidou Seven Stars."
"Therefore, the orthodox inheritance of the Seven Stars Formation is found in the central Taoist Court’s Seven Pavilions and the coexisting Heavenly Observatory."
"This type of formation can perceive celestial phenomena, calculate heavenly secrets, and when mastered profoundly, one can harness the power of the stars..."
"It is a secret formation of the Taoist Court, involving celestial phenomena and calculations, extremely profound, not something ordinary cultivators or even formation masters can comprehend."
"In your lifetime, it is very likely you won’t have the opportunity to learn it, and even if you did, you probably wouldn’t be able to learn it..."
Mo Hua pondered in his heart.
"Taoist Court’s secret formations... perceive celestial phenomena, calculate heavenly secrets, draw upon the power of the cosmos..."
"Is this the Taoist Court making a move?"
"Are Heavenly Mechanism Cultivators using the Taoist Court’s Seven Stars Formation to counterbalance the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, curbing the spread of evil qi, and putting pressure on Mr. Tu?"
Mo Hua thought it was very possible.
It was just unknown who these Heavenly Mechanism Cultivators were.
And also, whether he himself might someday be able to learn a set of this Seven Stars Formation...
"Seven Stars Formation, huh."
Mo Hua was intensely covetous.
However, now was not the time to consider these things.
Mo Hua’s gaze flickered slightly.
Presently, Mr. Tu was being counterbalanced by the Taoist Court and suppressed by the Seven Stars Formation. Mo Hua sensed intuitively that this was a good opportunity.
Opportunities like this might be fleeting; he must seize this moment to do something.
But what to do?
Mo Hua frowned, pondered for a while, and gradually formed an idea.
The next time Mr. Tu came to ask about the progress of the formation, Mo Hua wouldn’t pretend anymore; he would lay his cards on the table:
"Mr. Tu, I’ve learned it."
Mr. Tu was startled, "What?"
Mo Hua nodded and said, "What you taught me, the Formation Pivot of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice, I’ve learned it all."
Mr. Tu’s pupils suddenly trembled, looking at Mo Hua, his expression gradually turned cold.
He did indeed want to teach Mo Hua the formation.
But his intention was to increase the difficulty for Mo Hua, making him face the dilemma of comprehending the formation, succumb to temptation, slowly breaking his bottom line, and eventually get used to and completely rely on painting formations with human blood and skin, completing the transformation from a Qianxue "Formation Leader" to a Great Wilderness "Evil Formation Genius."
The formation was the "bait," and beneath the bait, there was a big pit.
But Mo Hua directly skipped the pit and consumed his "bait."
This wasn’t a big deal.
Since the bait was cast, one naturally has the awareness of the bait being consumed.
But now, there’s just the one thing that only Mo Hua, who has consumed the "bait," can help him accomplish.
If Mo Hua could help, it would indeed solve his urgent problem.
This was originally a good thing, but everything was ruined by being too coincidental.
So coincidental that Mr. Tu felt as if he was being schemed by a seemingly innocent Mo Hua.
Mr. Tu looked at Mo Hua.
The purer those eyes, the more they embodied a bit of weirdness, making Mr. Tu uncomfortable.
Mo Hua’s image in his heart grew increasingly strange.
Mr. Tu’s deathly gray eyes just stared at Mo Hua, and after a long while, he still held back from speaking, only giving a perfunctory comment, "Formation is vast and profound, continue learning," then left.
But his leaving, and not asking Mo Hua for help, didn’t mean the problem didn’t exist.
The starlight of the Mystic Sky Beidou Seven Stars Formation hung on the horizon.
Mr. Tu felt a blockage in his throat.
Not just the Seven Stars Formation, but within the Blood Sacrifice Array, a group of Demon Heads also started to cause disturbance, and minds were uneasy.
Several days later, at another Ten Thousand Demons Gathering.
The Featherization Old Demon from Yin Corpse Valley questioned Mr. Tu: "When exactly will the Divine Lord be resurrected?"
The Feather Transformation Demon Head from the Demon Sword Sect, also in a hoarse voice said: "It’s taking too long, our Demon Sword Sect cannot wait that long."
The righteous and demon sides slaughter each other brutally, but the righteous side prevails largely. Each day delayed means another disciple of the Demon Sword Sect dies.
Yin Corpse Valley still had Walking Corpses and Iron Corpses for cannon fodder.
The Demon Sword Sect, however, each loss was a Sword Slave disciple resonating with the demon sword.
With the demon path declining nowadays, recruiting disciples wasn’t easy; they couldn’t bear such depletion.