Mo Hua returned to his room and practiced the Reversed Spirit Formation for a while.
He indeed felt the growth of his Divine Sense slowing down; it wasn’t as fast as before.
"It seems that I need to find more difficult formations to learn," Mo Hua silently thought to himself.
After practicing formations for a while more, until his Divine Sense was exhausted, Mo Hua rested for a short moment. Then he thought about it and opened his Storage Bag.
With the travels ahead, he didn’t know what he would encounter, so he decided to take an inventory of his possessions first.
The first item was Spirit Stones.
Mo Hua carried over a thousand Spirit Stones on his person.
There were also several thousand more Spirit Stones stored inside the carriage, sealed with a formation under Mr. Zhuang’s care.
These Spirit Stones were for Mo Hua’s Foundation Establishment.
He had earned some himself, some were saved by his parents, and some were given by Elder Yu.
At the very least, they should be enough for Foundation Establishment.
Additionally, there was a first-grade Spiritual Artifact, the Thousand Jun Stick.
Mo Hua had Master Chen reforge this Thousand Jun Stick; its material was now more robust, and he had added a layer of Thousand Jun Compound Formation to it. It felt even more comfortable to use when dealing blows stealthily.
Around Mo Hua’s neck, he also wore a Pill Jade.
This was a gift from Old Mr. Feng, with a faint warmth that could refresh and calm the mind.
Although Old Mr. Feng said "talk of merits is illusory and intangible,"
the Pill Jade seemed to truly carry the merit of Old Mr. Feng’s healing and saving lives, always emitting a gentle and moist luster.
Every time Mo Hua looked at it, he felt it contained a lot of goodwill.
Besides the Pill Jade, Mo Hua also wore a Monster Hunting Token around his neck.
This Monster Hunting Token was given to him by Elder Yu, and every Monster Hunter had one.
But Mo Hua found that his seemed a bit different.
Other Monster Hunters, after killing Monster Beasts, would have a thin red blood streak appear on their tokens.
After using the Great Formation Dissolution to kill Feng Xi, Mo Hua’s Monster Hunting Token also gained a bloodstreak.
However, this bloodstreak was half a finger thick and pale gold.
Mo Hua asked Elder Yu about it, and Elder Yu also looked puzzled, saying that he had never seen anything like it before, and even the Monster Hunter literature had no records of it.
A pale gold bloodstreak...
Mo Hua couldn’t figure it out, so he decided to leave it be for now.
Regardless of whether the bloodstreak on the Monster Hunting Token was red or gold, it didn’t matter much; there were no benefits presently, so he would figure it out when he had the time in the future.
Mo Hua also put the Bronze Waist Token from the Taoist Court in his Storage Bag.
According to Court Leader Zhou’s words, he had applied to the higher-ups, allocating a lot of Merit Points, which were now inside this token.
The Taoist Court in Tongxian City made a great contribution for slaying Feng Xi.
Court Leader Zhou, in his later tenure, received an unexpected major merit and was overjoyed beyond measure.
This merit was largely thanks to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua had a somewhat special identity; a thirteen-year-old first-grade Formation Master would raise disbelief if reported, so Court Leader Zhou did not make it clear to the Taoist Court. Instead, he subtly granted Mo Hua some extra benefits.
These benefits were the Merit Points inside the Bronze Waist Token.
Should Mo Hua need it when he was away from home, he could exchange the merits from the Merit Points for Spirit Stones or Spiritual Objects in case of emergency.
As for how much these Merit Points amounted to and what they could exchange for, he hadn’t tried yet and was unaware, but he imagined they wouldn’t be few.
Mo Hua tapped the token and felt more at ease.
Furthermore, the most important item was the ring of a first-grade Formation Master.
There was one mansion in the town that was obviously opulent, likely the residence of the most affluent clan in the area.
This was similar to other small towns Mo Hua had encountered on his journey.
Where there is poverty, there is wealth, and of course, with wealth comes poverty.
The residences in the town all had Formations drawn on them, but most were very rudimentary, with only a few Formation Patterns.
Even the Formation used by that most opulent mansion was something Mo Hua could see through at a glance.
In such a small town, where could there be an Ultimate Formation?
Unable to understand, Mo Hua asked Mr. Zhuang:
"Master, how do you know that there’s an Ultimate Formation here?"
Mr. Zhuang said inscrutably, "I saw it."
Mo Hua continued to probe,
"How did you see it?"
He was truly curious in his heart.
Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua and gently said, "Take a guess."
Mo Hua frowned slightly.
Mr. Zhuang asked him to guess, not to simply suggest; that meant the method must be one he was aware of.
Mo Hua cast another distant glance at the town.
Since there were no obvious Formation Patterns, it meant Mr. Zhuang had not seen any specific Formation.
Moreover, it was a stop made on the spur of the moment during their travels.
This indicated that Mr. Zhuang hadn’t known there was an Ultimate Formation here in advance.
It was something he saw, or rather perceived, that made him decide to stay.
What did he see, or perceive?
Mo Hua released his Divine Sense, the world turned into a vast expanse of white, and then the multicolored Spiritual Power began to emerge one by one.
After perceiving with his Divine Sense for a while, Mo Hua’s eyes suddenly lit up and he ventured,
"Was it calculated through Divine Sense?"
Since the Formation Patterns could not be seen, it must be that he had deduced the Patterns through the spiritual force of the Formation and then determined the strength of the Divine Sense required for the Formation Patterns, thereby concluding that there is a lost Ultimate Formation here.
Mo Hua faintly perceived some Formation energies, but they were too distant and obscure for him to calculate; he could only guess based on intuition.
Mr. Zhuang nodded approvingly, "That’s right."
Then Mr. Zhuang patiently explained,
"An Ultimate Formation is different from ordinary Formations; it is a more subtle, more fundamental, and more sophisticated use of Spiritual Power."
"A Reversed Spirit Formation is to reverse engineer Spiritual Power, a Large Formation accumulates Spiritual Power, and other Ultimate Formations also have some extraordinary features."
"The world changes, the sea turns to mulberry fields, and things appear in various forms, constantly transitioning."
"Some Ultimate Formations are thus buried underground, or sealed within ancient relics, or painted in some unknown corner of a small town, operating silently, unknown to anyone..."
"You can’t find traces of the Formation by just looking with your eyes."
"Eyes can deceive, but Divine Sense cannot, appearances can deceive, but the essence of Spiritual Power cannot."
"Therefore, you must perceive with Divine Sense, calculate in the Sea of Consciousness, through an understanding of the Formation and the operation of Spiritual Power, to determine whether there is a lost Formation here..."
Mo Hua suddenly saw the light and nodded repeatedly.
Perceiving with Divine Sense, calculating with Spiritual Power, deducing Formation Patterns, seeking Ultimate Formations...
With a point from Mr. Zhuang, Mo Hua had an epiphany.
However, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi exchanged confused glances.
They had no idea what Mo Hua and Mr. Zhuang were talking about...