"As long as Solitary Mountain City prospers, their lives will also improve, and their descendants will have a better future."
"And the most important point..." Mo Hua said solemnly, "Everything in Solitary Mountain City, whether it’s Solitary Mountain or the mines, and anything that profits from this, belongs to all cultivators of Solitary Mountain City."
"No cultivator can privately own or trade it." .
"If you indulge in profit and sell out your principles, you might gain a moment’s windfall, but in the long run, it will surely lead to great trouble."
"The events of the Shen Family will repeat."
"These Loose Cultivators will suffer exploitation and oppression once again, enduring a second round of hardships and suffering..."
"All the previous efforts will go to waste..."
Master Gu was stunned for a while, his emotions stirred, then he deeply bowed to Mo Hua, sighed, and said, "Young Master... you have great integrity."
The matters of Solitary Mountain City were mostly planned out, and the Formation was almost finished. He had many other things to do and could not stay long.
Master Gu and a group of Artifact Refining Disciples from the Refinery Shop came to see him off.
Fan Jin also came.
The Taoist Court’s affairs were busy, with the Shen Family and the allocation of manpower and resources related to Solitary Mountain’s mines, as well as reviewing rules and regulations.
With the Taoist Court in Solitary Mountain City short-handed, Fan Jin was also extremely busy but still made a point of coming to see Mo Hua off.
It was both to say goodbye and to express gratitude.
"Thank you for your guidance before." Fan Jin said earnestly.
Mo Hua more or less understood, and asked, "Have you met with Master Xia?"
"Yes." Fan Jin nodded, "Master Xia offered me an opportunity for promotion, and I owe it all to Young Master Mo."
Mo Hua shook his head, "This was an opportunity you seized yourself."
Opportunities are seized by oneself, but without someone giving that opportunity, no matter how hard one tries, it cannot be seized.
The more humble one’s origins, the more precious opportunities are known to be.
Fan Jin cupped his fists, his expression sincere, and said, "Great gratitude cannot be expressed with words. Should Young Master Mo ever need anything, I, Fan, will spare no effort."
"Master Fan, you’re too polite." Mo Hua smiled.
He only provided an opportunity; how far Master Fan can go ultimately depends on him.
"It’s getting late, I should return to the Sect, Master Fan, take care." Mo Hua said.
Master Fan saluted and said solemnly, "Young Master, take care!"
Master Gu and his group also cupped their hands and said, "Young Master, take care!"
Mo Hua boarded the carriage, waved to them, and smiled, "You all take care as well."
The carriage gradually moved away, and Master Gu and the group stood at the Refinery Shop’s entrance, watching Mo Hua go, remaining there long after the carriage disappeared at the street corner.
As the carriage traveled forward, passing through the streets of Solitary Mountain City, leaving the city gates, it finally set onto the distant mountain road.
Mo Hua looked back.
The dilapidated Solitary Mountain City leaned against the desolate Solitary Mountain, faintly nestled in the mountain mist.
Spiritual Machines stood tall, the mines were orderly, and in the city, one could vaguely see a giant artifact refining furnace, the flames flickering as it emitted wisps of white smoke.
Though still dilapidated and desolate, it had a different scenery, reviving its vitality and liveliness.
Mo Hua’s gaze was filled with contentment.
Beside him, Xun Ziyou also silently watched Mo Hua.
He was Mo Hua’s "bodyguard," quietly observing everything that happened in Solitary Mountain City.
As a Late Golden Core Stage Elder, Xun Ziyou, for the first time ever, felt admiration and amazement for a Foundation Building Disciple.
Xun Ziyou’s heart was filled with an indescribable sense of shock.
He intuitively believed that if Mo Hua continued to pursue cultivation with his Taoist Heart, regardless of his humble origins or poor Spiritual Root, he would surely become an extraordinary Great cultivator.
In Mo Hua, he clearly saw the two ancient Taoist adages passed down in Qian Learning State Boundary:
Heaven in motion, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement.
Earth’s vastness, a gentleman should carry himself with substantial virtue.
"This kind of talent really cannot suffer any setback..."
Xun Ziyou sincerely thought.
He then withdrew his gaze, concentrating earnestly to fulfill his duties as Mo Hua’s "bodyguard"...
The journey thereafter was uneventful.
Back at Taixu Gate, Xun Ziyou had to find Elder Master Xun to "report", so he no longer needed to follow Mo Hua.
Mo Hua then returned alone to the Disciple’s Residence.
The matters of Solitary Mountain City had come to an end, and Mo Hua could rest assured.
He had done all he could; the rest was up to them.
One’s destiny, ultimately, can only be grasped by oneself.
Mo Hua continued to study the Formation.
With Foundation Building Cultivation and Divine Sense 20 Patterns, he had broken through the Law of the Heavenly Dao, stepping into the realm beyond Superior Grade.
It naturally meant he could formally begin to put all his thoughts into studying Ultimate Formations beyond Second Grade Twenty Patterns.
He had already learned one Ultimate Formation.
The Second-born Thunder Stream Formation of Second Grade Twenty Patterns.
This Formation was also engraved on the Gushan Magnetic Ink Furnace, used to generate Magnetic Ink and simultaneously produce a large number of Secondary Thunder Patterns for himself.
But this Ultimate Formation, in a sense, was "given for free."
He learned it with little effort.
Mo Hua did not have that feeling of painstaking effort, deep thinking, or the enlightenment that comes after practicing countless times.
What is learned without consuming mental effort and meticulous thought always felt a bit lacking to Mo Hua, and the understanding was not profound enough.
But there was no choice, for he had already learned the Second-born Thunder Stream Formation and had no means to forget and relearn it.