Chapter 35 – All Ready_1
Chapter 35 All Ready_1
Translator: 549690339
Since Mo Hua started learning the Melting Fire Formation, sixteen days had passed.
On this day, Mo Hua got up early. The morning sun shone on the table, fresh and bright, not as scorching as during noon.
Mo Hua spread out the paper on the table, adjusted the red ink, and then began drawing the Melting Fire Formation.
This had been a daily routine for Mo Hua over the past ten or so days.
But today was different from the usual, as Mo Hua was going to formally draw a complete Melting Fire Formation.
Last night, in his Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua was able to draw the Melting Fire Formation on the broken stele, which meant his Divine Sense was strong enough to support him in drawing out five Formation Patterns.
And having practiced the Formation Patterns of the Melting Fire Formation repeatedly, as well as having repaired it once on an Artifact Furnace at the Refinery Shop, Mo Hua had thoroughly memorized them.
Mo Hua drew with caution and care, and after two hours, when he felt a pricking pain in his Divine Sense which was gradually becoming exhausted, he finished the last stroke of the Melting Fire Formation.
Mo Hua injected a bit of Spiritual Power, which flowed slowly along the red Formation Patterns, starting from the first stroke of the first pattern and gradually moving to the last stroke of the fifth pattern, eventually connecting the entire formation without any obstruction.
Mo Hwa let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of achievement that came from persistent effort and fruition.
“A formation with five Formation Patterns!”
At the third level of Qi Refinement, one could draw a formation with five Formation Patterns.
Mo Hua was aware that a cultivator at the normal third level of Qi Refinement could at most draw out three Formation Patterns. Those from the big Noble Clans and Sect Disciples, with higher talents and better inheritances, might have a higher level of mastery in formations at the same realm.
But even then, they probably wouldn’t be much stronger.
Mo Hua nodded to himself.
Furthermore, the more he practiced drawing formations, the stronger his Divine Sense would surely become, making learning formations easier, and becoming a first-class Formation Master should just be a matter of time.
Once he truly became a first-class Formation Master, even if he hadn’t gone through an assessment and was just an ordinary Formation Master, he would have a substantial income of Spirit Stones, and his parents wouldn’t have to work so hard anymore.
Thinking this way, Mo Hua couldn’t help but feel happy.
Then, the fatigue from practicing Formation Painting over the past several days hit him, and he collapsed onto the bed, quickly falling asleep.
Liu Ruhua came into the room with a few cleaned wild fruits to see a just-completed formation on the table and Mo Hua sleeping soundly on the bed, snoring heavily. She tidied up the table for Mo Hua, covered his little belly with a fur blanket, and then stared at Mo Hua for quite some time.
Seeing him sleeping so sweetly, not knowing what he was dreaming about, drooling with glistening saliva at the corner of his mouth, Liu Ruhua couldn’t help but laugh. She gently wiped the corner of Mo Hua’s mouth with her sleeve before rising and leaving the room.
A few days later, Dazhu came to notify Mo Hua that the pill furnace had also been completed.
Dazhu was Master Chen’s senior disciple, tall and strong, with a very honest smile.
Following Dazhu to Chen’s Refinery Shop, Mo Hua saw an Artifact Furnace about one person tall inside the shop, with a simple but sturdy appearance, three legs, and a round belly with an overhanging lip.
The lid of the furnace was open, waiting for the formation to be drawn inside before being sealed.
“The stove has been forged. Take a look, little brother, are you satisfied?”
Mo Hua walked around the stove, looked at it from both sides, and felt it with his hands. The touch was solid, indicating that premium materials had been used and that great care had been taken with the details.
Mo Hua nodded and praised, “Master Chen lives up to his reputation. This is the best Spiritual Artifact I have ever seen.”
Of course, he hadn’t seen many Spiritual Artifacts himself.
Master Chen stroked his beard, “Of course, the item you requested, naturally I made the best for you.”
“Thank you, Master Chen!”
Mo Hua said happily, then took out a storage bag, “Inside are sixty spirit stones, for your hard work.”
The twenty-some days of labor were worth over a hundred spirit stones; Mo Hua gave a fifty percent discount and then added a little extra.
Master Chen originally wanted to refuse, but considering that the business at the refinery shop had been poor in recent months and that Dazhu and the other disciples could barely get enough to eat, he accepted the payment but said to Mo Hua,
“Next time you need artifact refining, come to me. I’ll give you the lowest price in Tongxian City.”
“Mhm, thank you, Master Chen!” Mo Hua said cheerfully.
“However,” Master Chen hesitated, “this stove still needs Formation to be drawn on it before it can be used. Whom will you find to do the Drawing Formation?”
Mo Hua patted his chest: “I’ll do it myself!”
Master Chen felt both surprised and not so surprised.
The Formation Painting on the artifact furnaces of the refinery shop was repaired by Mo Hua, and since the processes of the artifact furnace, pill furnace, and stove were similar, and their core formations were also alike, it wasn’t a problem for Mo Hua to do the painting himself.
Master Chen kindly advised, “Drawing Formation is different from Formation repair, isn’t it? I’ve heard that drawing Formation consumes more Divine Sense. You’re not highly cultivated, and your Divine Sense should not be sufficient. Don’t force yourself to draw Formation Patterns and injure your Sea of Consciousness.”
“Don’t worry,” Mo Hua said, “I have a clear understanding of my limits.”
Master Chen said no more. When it came to Formations, he was no more knowledgeable than the young cultivator before him.
Since Mo Hua wasn’t very tall, Master Chen took apart the already assembled stove and spread it on the ground to facilitate Mo Hua’s work on drawing the Formation.
Dazhu and a few other disciples also helped out and then stood to the side, craning their necks curiously to watch Mo Hua work on the Drawing Formation. They didn’t often see cultivators draw formations and found it intriguing, especially considering that Mo Hua was even younger than they were.
Mo Hua first dipped his brush in water and tried to draw Formation Patterns on the inner wall of the stove, getting used to the brush and adapting to the sensation of actually drawing Formation on a Spiritual Artifact.
In his mind, he also preempted the problems that he might encounter in the actual process of Drawing Formation.
Being prepared ensures success; lack of preparation assures failure. Extra preparation beforehand can greatly increase the success rate of the Formation.
After preparing, Mo Hua spread out the Melt Fire Formation Map for reference, then took out a brush and a small bottle of ink.
The color of the ink was a bright red, and it was thicker. It was said to be made by mixing the blood of Fire-series tiger monster beasts. Although the quality was only average, it was better than the ink previously used by Mo Hua, and it was also the best that Mo Hua could afford within his financial means.
This small bottle of ink cost ten spirit stones and was only enough to draw two Melt Fire Formations, so full preparation was needed to avoid failure.
If he failed, just the wasting of the ink would be enough to cause Mo Hua distress.
Mo Hua held his breath and focused, calming his mind, then started to draw the Formation. The once childishly innocent face of Mo Hua gradually became serious, his clear, bright eyes seeming to contain the sparkle of stars.
Master Chen and a few disciples stood by, seeing Mo Hua’s solemn expression, they also dared not breathe too heavily, for fear of disturbing him, looking even more anxious than Mo Hua.
Mo Hua’s delicate small hands held the brush, his wrist flexibly twisting and turning, leading the tip of the brush to dance along the furnace wall, sketching out vivid Formation Patterns with measured speed and orderly structure.
Although the onlookers did not understand the Formation Diagram or the patterns, seeing those magical patterns seemingly flowing from the tip of the brush, they all watched, spellbound.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Mo Hua finally stopped his brush and let out a long breath.
Upon seeing this, the others, not quite knowing why, also sighed in relief.
Master Chen hesitated, then asked softly, “Young man, is this… was it successful?”
The seriousness on Mo Hua’s face gave way to a bright and radiant smile.
“Mhm, it was a success!”