Chapter 916 -624 Leeks_2 “”” The core of authority also relied on the Formation Pivot. The unlocking and decryption of the inheritance Jade Slip both utilized a simple Yuan Magnetic Formation and did not involve the control of the Formation Pivot. But formations such as the Transmission Token and the Taixu Token were entirely different. Such formations typically required patterns above the Seventeen Patterns level. Mo Hua could only wait until his Divine Sense was sufficiently strong to learn the relevant formations and gradually comprehend them… … Mo Hua summarized everything in his heart. From the Secondary Thunder Pattern to the double-layered Magnetic Pattern of the Laws, then to the Thunder Magnetism-tier Formation Pivot. This was precisely what Elder Master Xun had painstakingly and personally demonstrated—a systematic, structurally rigorous, and methodical process for comprehending and applying Thunder Magnetism Formations, beginning with the Secondary Thunder Pattern. Mo Hua silently expressed his gratitude toward Elder Master Xun and then began planning his study of the Yuan Magnetic Formation: The next step was to study more Yuan Magnetic Formations, accumulate more Secondary Thunder Patterns, and then attempt to use the Secondary Thunder Pattern to alter the Magnetic Patterns. As his Divine Sense improved further, he would study more advanced Yuan Magnetic Formation techniques of Seventeen Patterns and above. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮 Following that, he would delve into Compound Formations that incorporated Formation Pivot structures. Once the Magnetic Patterns were thoroughly mastered, and he clearly understood the Formation Pivot, and the manipulation of Secondary Thunder Patterns became as natural as moving his own limbs… Eventually, he could step by step comprehend and master the Thunder Magnetism Large Formation truly applied within the Sect’s merit system! He would become the “shadow” within the intricate Secret Patterns of the Yuan Magnetism and Secondary Thunder Flow, stealing secrets, and the “master” who commanded Thunder Magnetism. Once he could crack the Large Formation, his “authority” would reign above all Formation Pivot-tier constructs. The secrets of the entire Qian Learning State Boundary Sect would be at his fingertips. *Mo Hua envisioned this eagerly, feeling pleased and excited in his heart.* But for now, it remained just a distant dream. He had only just reached Foundation Establishment, having just learned the Sixteen Patterns-level Beacon Fire Yuan Magnet Formation, and his goal was still far off… *One bite at a time for food, one Formation at a time for cultivation,* he thought. Enhancing his Divine Sense was certainly not something that could be achieved overnight. Mo Hua was quiet as he continued, as always, immersing himself in studying formations, calculating, and recording the “Secondary Thunder Patterns.” But now that he had a framework in his mind, his study felt less ignorant than before, and his understanding of the Secondary Thunder Pattern deepened. One by one, the Secondary Thunder Patterns seemed to come alive, forming subtle connections with Mo Hua… Mo Hua almost felt that these intricate Secondary Thunder Patterns and the accompanying faint Magnetic Flows resonated with the elusive Dao Laws. They seemed to be slowly harmonizing with his Divine Thought… Profound and mysterious. It was, however, limited by the strength of his Divine Sense, making this process relatively slow. *Mo Hua deeply felt the inadequacy of his current Divine Sense.* So many things that he wanted to learn were beyond his reach. Sixteen Patterns of Divine Sense. Although compared to cultivators of his generation and realm, his Divine Sense was already far ahead. However, when it came to truly intricate Divine Sense Calculation and high-level formation comprehension, even with a qualitative shift, sixteen patterns of Divine Sense still fell short. His current Divine Sense was not yet strong enough to support his study of more advanced Formation knowledge. *But the growth of Divine Sense was like a slow stream gathering into a river—gradual and accumulative. There was no rushing it.* Mo Hua let out a sigh. Without external “boosts,” he could only keep his patience, silently studying formations and gradually honing his Divine Sense… … About half a month later, at 1 p.m sharp. Mo Hua, slouched over his desk after completing today’s assignments, learning several Eight Trigrams Arrays, was preparing to enter his Sea of Consciousness to simulate Yuan Magnetic Formation and calculate Secondary Thunder Patterns, when suddenly his expression froze. He sensed some unusual movements in the room next to his. The sensation was obscure, cold, and sinister. It felt as though some eerie force of cause-and-effect was quietly growing, with grotesque evil entities slobbering from the ceiling, suspended upside down… Mo Hua’s eyes lit up. Scallions! They had sprouted! He immediately got up. Just as he stepped through the door, he bumped into Wenren Wei. Wenren Wei, tall and imposing, stood at the doorway with a grave expression, tinged with hesitation, as though deciding whether or not to disturb Mo Hua. Upon seeing Mo Hua come out, Wenren Wei looked slightly surprised, then clasped his hands and said, “Young Master Mo, it seems that Young Master Yu is having nightmares again…” Mo Hua nodded and reiterated, “I’m not from a family. You don’t need to address me as ‘Young Master.'” Wenren Wei nodded and said, “Understood.” Yet his solemn expression clearly conveyed that, while he agreed outwardly, he had no intention of dropping the formality. *Helpless, Mo Hua could only head over to check on Yu Er for now.* Yu Er’s room was arranged comfortably and warmly, with a screen divider separating the space. Wenren Wei stayed in the outer section. Yu Er lived inside, on a bed that was plain yet soft, surrounded by mountain-and-river screen panels, with a calming incense burner nearby. Everything around was visually serene and refined. But on the bed, Yu Er furrowed his brows, his small hands and feet flailing about nervously, seemingly trapped in terror. Wenren Wei wore a worried look. He vaguely sensed something was wrong but was entirely clueless about the nature of the disturbance. Mo Hua glanced up, his pupils narrowing sharply, and saw threads of causal textures rising in the Void, thick black liquid oozing from the ceiling, and countless demonic arms and claws growing out from the cracks of the Void, sprouting like “scallions”… *Mo Hua couldn’t help but lick his lips,* then said to Wenren Wei, “Uncle Wei, you should take a rest outside for now. I’ll stay here and watch over things.” Wenren Wei froze slightly, then asked with concern, “Young Master Mo, this…” “It’s fine.” Mo Hua smiled, then picked up a meditation mat, sitting beside Yu Er while blocking him from the demon monsters with a relaxed and confident air, even tinged with a hint of… enthusiasm. “””