Continue reading at freewebnovel.com 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞 But this threshold seemed like a chasm in the heavens. Relying on Drawing Formation to cultivate Divine Sense every day was like a cup of water. This cup of water, upon entering the chasm, would instantly disappear without a trace. To fill up this heavenly chasm and break through the bottleneck, who knew how many years and months it would take... The Ultimate Formation with twelve stripes offered only limited enhancement of Divine Sense. Even if one learned the Formation with thirteen stripes, it probably wouldn’t be much better. Mr. Zhuang’s gaze became focused as he spoke slowly, "The enhancement of Divine Sense is just one aspect..." "Even if your Divine Sense cannot be enhanced to fourteen stripes, building your Foundation Establishment with the thirteen stripes Divine Sense, this set of Formation, is something you must learn!" Mr. Zhuang’s tone was solemn, his expression serious. Mo Hua felt a slight chill in his heart, "Master, is there something special about this set of Formation?" Mr. Zhuang did not answer directly but instead asked, "Mo Hua, what do you think sets you apart from Zisheng and Zixi?" Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were both somewhat astonished, then looked at Mo Hua. Mo Hua scratched his head. The differences between him and his Junior Brother and Junior Sister were too many to count. The only similarity might be that they were all Mr. Zhuang’s disciples. "Junior Brother and Junior Sister come from Noble Clans, with good talent, good Spiritual Roots, and good inheritance?" Mo Hua said meekly. Mr. Zhuang nodded and sighed, "You might not feel it deeply now, but when you venture into the broader Cultivation World, you will understand that family background, Spiritual Roots, and inheritance are all cold and cruel barriers that separate the upper Noble Clans from the lower Loose Cultivators." "There are some things Noble Family Descendants can do, but Loose Cultivators cannot." "Paths they can walk are inaccessible to you." "They are born with good Spiritual Roots, without worries for food and clothing, abundant Spirit Stones, rich in Spiritual Objects, only needing to cultivate, with others handling any troubles that arise, and someone to plan their Tao Cultivation path." Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua, his gaze warm but tinged with pity, "But you can’t, you must walk your future path on your own; earn your Spirit Stones on your own; if you offend others, there’s no one to back you up; if you encounter trouble, you have to resolve it by yourself..." "However, your talent in Formation is extremely good, and your comprehension is also very high. In the future, you will inevitably intersect with the many Proud Sons of Heaven from the Great Clans, Great Sects, and even the Central Tao Court, and perhaps even have a decisive contest." "When the Proud Sons of Heaven contend, not having a Clan or a Sect is your greatest disadvantage." "And you can’t even do body refinement, the dangers you will encounter in the future are immense..." ... Mo Hua’s expression grew solemn. Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua, worry in their eyes. Bai Zisheng thought for a moment, made a silent resolution, and said, "Master, don’t worry, as the Junior Brother, I will definitely protect our Junior Brother! He is my disciple brother and is also considered a member of our Bai Family; I won’t let anyone bully him!" Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled, looking at Bai Zisheng with both surprise and relief. The Bai Family... could actually raise such a child... It is indeed rare. Mr. Zhuang patted Bai Zisheng’s shoulder, "It’s good that you have this intention..." Mr. Zhuang’s words were implicit, as there were some things he did not say outright. Because the Noble Clans have always been devoid of warmth. And the Bai Family was no exception. In the future, it’s possible that both children, Zisheng and Zixi, may struggle for self-preservation... Mr. Zhuang’s gaze was complex, his heart sighing. But these worries, of course, lay with the children’s mother to be concerned about; he couldn’t manage so much. Mr. Zhuang then turned his gaze back to Mo Hua. Mo Hua frowned in thought, his clear, large eyes blinking, then suddenly brightened as he looked at Mr. Zhuang and asked, "Master, are you saying all this because it’s related to the Formation I’m going to learn next?" Mr. Zhuang felt a pang of emotion. What a bright child, he grasped it instantly. He nodded, "Correct." Outside the window, the Si Water roared incessantly, meandering off into the distance. Mr. Zhuang said, "The Proud Sons of Heaven of the Cultivation World’s Nine States are as numerous as fish crossing a river..." "Without exception, they all cultivate their own techniques, study their own Taoist Skills, all their abilities geared towards enhancing their own prowess in combat." "They contend with each other, each wanting to rely on their own strength, to surpass the many geniuses, to be unrivaled." "This is extremely difficult." "It requires exceptional Spiritual Roots, a profound family background, unique opportunities, to cultivate a deep foundation, strong Taoist Skills, and superior Spiritual Artifacts, to outshine fellow cultivators and become a Proud Son of Heaven..." Mr. Zhuang paused for a moment and glanced at Mo Hua, "But you can’t do this." Mr. Zhuang enumerated Mo Hua’s shortcomings once again, "Your Spiritual Roots are lacking, your background inadequate, natural frailty, simple Spiritual Artifacts; although your Cultivation Technique is special, it doesn’t enhance Spiritual Power, only your Formation is stronger than theirs." "You have no advantage in direct contention." "And some extremely rare Cultivation resources can only be obtained through direct contention." "Therefore, you can’t follow the same path as them, when contesting for opportunities, you can’t rely on your own combat abilities like they do." "You need methods of combat, but you can’t focus mainly on offense." "You can’t rely on your own strength to overpower the Proud Sons of Heaven." "So you must take a different path, not focusing on offense but assisting it..." "Assisting offense?" Mo Hua was stunned, not quite understanding. Mr. Zhuang explained, "To put it simply, it means enhancing the power of others’ Taoist Skills." Mo Hua started to understand, but was still not entirely clear. Main offense, assisting offense, what’s the difference?