"Or maybe they’d say, ’Sister has a nice surprise for you...’" Mo Hua was young, but he had traveled enough to barely qualify as an "old hand" in the Martial World. How could he not see through their insidious intentions? In such situations, Mo Hua would pretend not to notice and simply ignore them. Read the latest on freewebnovel After all, with a Great cultivator stationed in Cloud Ferry, these people wouldn’t dare cause trouble or create a disturbance. Usually, when Mo Hua paid them no attention, they got the hint and, feeling snubbed, stopped bothering him. That’s how Mo Hua spent his days, secluding himself in a small room, practicing his cultivation routine every day, persisting in learning about Formations, and at night, continuing to practice Second-Grade Formations on the Taoist Stele to further enhance his fourteen Pattern Divine Sense. When he had some free time, he would delve into the Five Elements Formation Flow Map, deciphering some of the Five Elements Formations. If he felt cooped up, he would go out on deck to gaze at the vast sea of clouds. The days passed by, stable and peaceful. Eventually, even this lifestyle became somewhat monotonous. And so, with caution and carefulness, the three months slowly passed, and Cloud Ferry finally arrived in Qian State. When Cloud Ferry docked, Mo Hua packed up his belongings and disembarked alone. However, he couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous and apprehensive. Just off Cloud Ferry, Mo Hua was suddenly struck with awe as he looked up, his gaze filled with amazement. In the Nine State world, though the sky was one vast expanse, The sky above each state boundary was different for the cultivators there. This difference was something most cultivators couldn’t see, but Mo Hua knew about the Heavenly Dao Formation in the sky from personal experience, so he had a vague sense of it... The Large Formation in the sky above Qian State was strikingly different from that over Li State. This meant that this part of the Heavenly Dao Formation had different Formation Patterns and structures. As to the specifics of these differences, Mo Hua’s realm was too low to make out the details. Mo Hua looked up again at the sky. Qian State. Qian, which means Heaven. The laws of Heaven stress strength, inspiring gentlemen to relentlessly improve themselves. No matter where you go, the sky above and the earth below are constant; with the permanence of the Heavenly Dao Formation above and the substantial Earth Dao Meaning below. He should likewise grasp Formation knowledge, pursue the Heavenly Dao, and continuously strengthen himself... Mo Hua nodded to himself. The strangeness of being in a foreign land, along with the unease and nervousness, also began to recede. With his Storage Bag slung over his shoulder, he walked off the deck with his head held high, stepping onto the land of Qian State against the vast expanse of the sky. ... Qian State was vast, with many state boundaries. The boundaries varied in size and grade, from low to high, among which one of the most famous was the fifth-class Qianxue State Boundary, known for its abundance of Sects and a flourishing academic atmosphere. Where Cloud Ferry landed, Cangdu City lay within the Third-Grade Cangdu State Boundary. Cangdu State Boundary was a considerable distance from Qianxue State Boundary. Cangdu City blossomed into an Immortal City due to the prosperity brought by Cloud Ferry, with convenient transportation and frequent comings and goings of cultivators. In the city, one could also see many young men and women who seemed to be cultivators from various states, taking Cloud Ferry to Qian State to seek knowledge. However, they were all escorted by their Clan’s Elders or Elders. Only Mo Hua was alone. After resting for a night in Cangdu City, Mo Hua set off the next day, leaving Cangdu City alone to head for Qianxue State Boundary. Other cultivators seeking knowledge either rode horses, took carriages, or traveled by cloud chariots. To save Spirit Stones, Mo Hua could only go by foot. He planned a route for himself. This route took him from Cangdu City, trekking mountains and rivers, passing through two Second-Grade state boundaries before reaching the Fifth-class Qianxue State Boundary. Though it was a roundabout way, as the state boundaries were all Second-Grade, it was safer. When traveling in foreign lands, it’s better to be cautious. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮 In Second-Grade state boundaries, where the limit was on Foundation Establishment cultivators, Mo Hua, with his initial-stage Foundation Establishment strength, could thrive with his mastery over Formations and Spells. If he encountered anyone he couldn’t defeat, he could always rely on his Concealment Technique and Water Passing Step to make his escape. But venturing into a Third-Grade State Boundary, if luck turned against him and he ran into some unrighteous Golden Core cultivator wanting his life, it would spell doom. Against a Golden Core cultivator, he, a mere cultivator at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, had no chance. Just a single flying sword could spell his end. So, it’s better to be a bit more timid when necessary. As long as he could reach Qianxue State Boundary and join the Qian Taoist Sect within a month and a half, that would suffice. Mo Hua estimated the pace and distance, and time should be more than enough. Moreover, he could use the journey to practice his Second-Grade Water Passing Step. In Tongxian City, he had only managed a rough grasp and lacked depth in his study, not to mention opportunities to use it. This journey provided the perfect chance to use practice as a substitute for learning, increasing his proficiency with the life-saving Second-Grade Water Passing Step. This movement technique was crucial for survival, so he needed to practice it until he couldn’t possibly know it better. A moment’s negligence might cost a life in a time of crisis. Having settled on a plan, Mo Hua packed up and, following the main road, set out alone on his way to the Academic World of Qian State. Along the way, he braved the elements and slept under the stars. When alone, Mo Hua hastened his travel using the Water Passing Step, moving as effortlessly as a stream, creating a breeze with each step. When tired, he would take a rest. Occasionally, he’d come across some caravans that appeared legitimate, with the cultivators’ aura and faces showing proper dignity and their Divine Thought free of malice; it was then that Mo Hua would draw near. Sometimes, he would freeload meals or rides. Such breaks were also a chance for him to recharge. These cultivators were often very hospitable. Seeing that Mo Hua was young, traveling alone, they were surprised and would offer him food and drinks to show their hospitality. One should not take rewards without merit. Mo Hua would glance a few times and point out any issues with the Formation the caravan was using, offering to fix it for them. This amazed them even more. Often, when parting, they would give Mo Hua some gifts; though not valuable, they were heartfelt tokens, which pleased him greatly.