Chapter 920: Chapter 625: The Back Mountain_3 “I could never have foreseen the decay of the human heart within the machinations of Heavenly secret and causation, those frightful Evil Demons…” “Sooner or later, these Evil Demons will disrupt the Dao of Taixu Gate.” “While I live, I can still slay them with my sword.” “But should I die, whatever will become of it…” The bearded elder displayed an indifference akin to embracing death, yet also permeated by a touch of desolation. Elder Master Xun, upon hearing this, let out a deep sigh, “Brother, you’re taking it too seriously…” “In Qianxue State Boundary, there are countless strong individuals; there will always be a solution. You shouldn’t worry so much; it’s most important that you rest and recover…” The bearded elder remained silent, not uttering another word. Elder Master Xun said no more, but concern was evident in his eyes. It’s the unseen things that are most terrifying… He sighed, then turned and walked away. After an indeterminate amount of time, the bearded elder slowly opened his eyes again, caressing a broken sword by his side, and muttered softly: “I’m sorry…” “I must ask you to stay with me…” “To ‘die’ together in this Sword Tomb…” The ancient broken sword was equally silent, a deathly stillness all around. The entire rear mountain was desolate and empty. Within the pitch-black Sword Tomb, The elder sat withered on the ground, surrounded by broken swords and densely interwoven ancient chains, as if he used the swords as a Formation, imprisoning himself within the forbidden grounds of Taixu forevermore, never to escape. … In the Disciple’s Residence, The “Minor Divine Beast” Mo Hua “ate” a Demon Monster, digested it, then rested for a while. When the next day dawned, he went to class as if nothing had happened. Heavenly secret is inscrutable, causation lies hidden. He didn’t know yet that a Patriarch of his Sect had been bitten by the Corpse King he was raising in his own body. He continued his Cultivation and attended classes as usual. Only, in his spare time, he had added one more task: Accepting Second Grade Formation assignments to earn Merit Points! Elder Master Xun had modified his permissions, and although he had not yet had his assessment, at least within Taixu Gate, and certainly in the Taixu Token, he was now considered a “Second-grade Formation Master.” During his breaks, he took on tasks to capture Sin Cultivators, which earned him quite a few Merit Points. But by comparison, surely the cost-effectiveness of drawing Second Grade Formations to earn Merit Points was higher. After all, breaks only lasted two days; he could only manage one task. Whereas, attending classes at the Sect gave him eight days, and if he had time, he could take on a task and draw Formations every day. Moreover, the two did not conflict with each other. He would draw Formations to earn Merit Points in his usual time, and he would go out to “relax” during his breaks. Catching a few bad guys to continue experimenting and refining the “iron plate,” seizing a few Spells, he could earn even more Merit Points. This two-pronged approach sped up the earning of more and more Merit Points… He no longer needed to find Senior Sister Murong for Second Grade Formation tasks, as Mo Hua could accept them on his own now. He focused on the Taixu Token, searching constantly for tasks. But as expected, after applying all morning, no one was willing to entrust him with a task… In the Taixu Token, beneath the Disciple’s name, there would be a record entry, and attached to the entry would be descriptions. There was a new entry added under Mo Hua’s name now: Second-grade Junior Formation Master. Under this entry, there would be some descriptions noting how many Formations Mo Hua had drawn, how many tasks he had taken on, and the quality of their completion… This was a record of Merit Points. It was also a proof of experience. But as of now, the “Second-grade Junior Formation Master” entry under Mo Hua’s name was completely empty. Because so far, he had not accepted any Second Grade Formation task in the Taixu Token and had not drawn a single Second Grade Formation, so naturally, the entry was blank. In other words, he was a complete “newcomer.” That’s why others generally wouldn’t ask him to draw their Formations. Mo Hua had no choice but to continuously lower his requirements, from Second Grade Thirteen Patterns, to Second Grade Twelve Patterns, and then to Second Grade Eleven Patterns… However, due to his lack of “experience,” no one still agreed to give him a task. Mo Hua wouldn’t accept this, and he persisted stubbornly in applying… Finally, after nearly thirty attempts, he successfully received his first task: A Second Grade Ten Patterns Formation, the Fireworks Formation. Mo Hua let out a sigh. Second Grade Ten Patterns was really too low end! But there was no choice; all beginnings are hard. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦 You can’t cover a thousand miles without taking the first step; if he didn’t start from low-level Formations, accumulate “experience,” others wouldn’t entrust him with higher-level Formations to draw. Mo Hua adjusted his mindset and began to calmly prepare to complete his first Second Grade Formation task within Taixu Gate…