Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 879: Chapter 613 Fusion of Heavenly Secret_3 Chapter 879: Chapter 613 Fusion of Heavenly Secret_3 Since no shortcuts could be taken, the dumbest method would have to do!

During the time that followed, Mo Hua did just that, memorizing the Secondary Thunder Patterns one by one, pondering over them whenever he had the chance…

It was a rather long process.

Fortunately, throughout this process, Mo Hua was also constantly practicing Formation, strengthening his Divine Sense, and integrating calculation methods, so he did not feel the hardship.

On the contrary, he felt exceptionally fulfilled…

A month later, Taixu Gate had its annual break.

The so-called annual break referred to the sect’s regulation of two routine holidays each year, once every six months, each roughly lasting half a month.

The annual break was to allow disciples, especially those from Aristocratic Families and Clans, to return home for ancestral rituals, to report on their studies, pay respects, or deal with some private matters.

It was said that some even went home to arrange their marriages…

Mo Hua couldn’t return home.

Tongxian City was too far away; he wanted to return but couldn’t, so he wrote a letter instead, entrusting it to the Qian State postal station to send back to Tongxian City.

In the letter, he talked about his recent condition, assuring that all was well…

The door to Qian Taoist Sect was too high, and he wasn’t able to join, but by a twist of fate, he entered “Taixu Gate”, one of the Eight Great Gates of Qian State.

He mentioned meeting Aunt Wan, a kind and beautiful lady from the Shangguan aristocratic family, who had taken great care of him regarding joining the sect…

In the sect, Elder Master Xun, who taught Formation, valued him highly, and he learned Formation very solidly.

The fellow sect disciples were harmonious and loving.

Some senior brothers and sisters also treated him very well.

He wasn’t lacking Spirit Stones; the sect had many opportunities to fleece…

Mo Hua rambled on, writing much, but after thinking it over, he concluded at the end:

“Everything is fine, don’t worry.”

“Once I reach Golden Core, I’ll come home!”

“…Dad and Mom, you must also cultivate diligently, don’t be lazy, and don’t feel pain over using Spirit Stones.

When I come home, you must have reached Foundation Establishment!”

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that “Foundation Establishment” was setting the bar a little low, so he raised the requirement a bit:

Qi Foundation Middle Stage!

After finishing the letter, Mo Hua spent some Spirit Stones to send it off.

With Li State so far away, the letter would travel through mountains and rivers, not knowing in what year and month it would arrive.

Mo Hua felt a bit melancholic for a while, and then went to the Gu Family in Qingzhou City.

Shangguan Xu told him that Yu Er was having trouble sleeping again.

Mo Hua licked his lips and hitched a ride on the Shangguan family’s carriage to the Gu family in Qingzhou City.

When Wenren Wan saw Mo Hua, she reacted as if she had seen an innate magic treasure that repelled evil, filled with both joy and relief.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wenren Wan frowned slightly, sighed, and said:

“Yu Er isn’t as bad as she was before…”

“She won’t shiver anymore, feeling cold all over, terrified, afraid to fall asleep…”

“She just keeps frowning, feeling headaches and tension, and has nightmares…”

“But Yu Er said, the demon monsters in her dreams are much fewer than before…”

Mo Hua nodded and said, “Aunt Wan, don’t you worry, they’ll become even fewer very soon…”

Wenren Wan’s face showed surprise.

In the evening, Yu Er still lay in bed asleep.

Because Mo Hua was by her side, she slept quietly and peacefully.

Meanwhile, Mo Hua meditated beside her, flipping through Formation Books.

His Divine Sense was already strong, but still far from enough.

One reason was integrating the Heavenly Secret Calculation to extrapolate the Primordial Magnet Formation and record the Secondary Thunder Patterns.

The Beacon Fire Yuan Magnet Formation was a Second Grade Sixteen-pattern Formation.

Although Mo Hua’s Divine Sense had undergone a qualitative change, robust and unyielding, the dual calculations for the Primordial Magnet Formation were too complex and profound; it was still a strenuous task.

A stronger Divine Sense allowed for more ease.

Then there was what Lord Yellow Mountain said, that one must have a Divine Sense Core Formation, reaching a realm of Twenty Patterns, to cultivate the “Tai Xu Mind Transforming Sword True Art” capable of cutting both the physical and the intangible.

So, the stronger the Divine Sense, the better.

However, means to enhance Divine Sense were extremely limited.

Apart from studying Formation tirelessly and tempering Divine Sense, Mo Hua was hoping to earn some “extra income” to satisfy his cravings.

Mo Hua was reading, but his mind was not on the book at all.

The night deepened, leaving the side room empty and hollow.

Suddenly, a chill wind arose, bringing with it bone-piercing coldness that descended eerily.

Mo Hua paused, the corner of his mouth curling into a slight smile as he looked up and, sure enough, saw chains made from the patterns of karma extending from the void.

The stench of blood and the rotten smell of evil spread.

This was an aura “unsmellable” by the nose; only Divine Sense could “perceive” it.

Thick black droplets fell.

Grotesque demons soaked in “amniotic fluid”-like black water, hatched and, along the karmic chains, emerged upside down from the rooftop and the walls, slowly crawling out.

It was the same as before…

Some had human bodies with horse faces, others had donkey heads on demon bodies, and then there were those with canine bodies and human faces…

They ignored Mo Hua, using their hands and feet to move towards Yu Er.

Yu Er began to frown, waving her little hands and feet, murmuring something under her breath.

Mo Hua stepped in front of Yu Er.

The group of demons and monsters obviously hesitated for a moment and then, seeing that Mo Hua was just a little ghost, their eyes turned blood-red, and their expressions twisted into ferocity one by one.

They didn’t know Mo Hua’s “true face”.

Because the demons and monsters who knew Mo Hua’s “true face” couldn’t make it out of his Sea of Consciousness that resembled a “slaughterhouse”.

And their fate had been sealed from the moment they appeared before Mo Hua.

Arrogantly, they transformed into gusts of chilly wind and burrowed into Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness.

The monstrously deformed faces still wore vicious smiles.

Then they saw it, an immensely large Formation like a volcano spewing magma with intense flames, rising tumultuously.

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A bunch of “dead fish and rotten shrimp”.

Mo Hua couldn’t be bothered to play this time, opting instead to wait for them, manifesting the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Compound Formation within his Sea of Consciousness in advance.

The demons were full of arrogance, but as soon as they entered the Sea of Consciousness, they fell into a “hot pot”.

Mo Hua immediately activated the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation.

Craggy rocks formed a prison, and fierce flames surged like the fires of hell.

The demons, confused, hardly knew what happened before they “passed”, all “stewed” in one pot by Mo Hua.

Wisps of blue smoke rose from the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation.

Mo Hua swallowed it in one gulp, smacked his lips, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

Not quite full…

His Divine Sense increased a bit but not by much; it was far from enough to fill the vast gap of the Seventeen Patterns.

The biggest disappointment was that it seemed there was no “Sheep-Horned Enforcer” in this batch of black water.

Missing out on that pale gold “marrow” was a real pity…

However, this was an unexpected bonus to begin with; Mo Hua wasn’t greedy.

At least his Divine Sense had genuinely strengthened again.

After Mo Hua “ate” the demons and woke up, the nefarious qi in the room dissipated entirely.

The night was peaceful, the moonlight serene.

Yu Er lay in bed, her brow relaxed, her little face tranquil as she slept soundly.

Mo Hua smiled softly, then his brow furrowed in thought:

Yu Er was enveloped in a grand conspiracy; thus, these nightmares of demons and monsters would continue to erode her mind.

For now, it seemed a bit calmer, but as long as karma persisted, given the chance, they would surely not give up.

Even more so, one might encounter a Sheep-Horned Enforcer with pale gold Divine Marrow…

Or perhaps, even a Divine Consciousness Entity of a higher grade than the Sheep-Horned Enforcer…

Could it be that, in the end, an Evil God might appear?!

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that an Evil God was unlikely.

An Evil God was too powerful; if one truly descended, Yu Er’s physical body and her Sea of Consciousness simply couldn’t withstand it…

Then it could possibly be…

The nascent form of an Evil God, or an embryo?

Would an embryo of an Evil God be weaker…?

Could it be…

Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, he couldn’t help but lick his lips in anticipation, murmuring to himself inside:

“I wonder what a real Evil God tastes like…”