Chapter 1261: Chapter 731 Source Armor_3 "They’re all promising seedlings." Elder Xun silently mused in his heart. The next part, it seems, would fall to him as the elder to take action... not to show off, no, but to manage the aftermath. Elder Xun brought his fingers together again, preparing to condense sword qi. But just as the sword qi was about to emerge, he froze once more, gazing toward the battlefield in the forest, his expression overtaken by astonishment. "The aura seems to... have strengthened?" What is going on? At this moment, within the mountain forest. Mo Hua stood at the edge of the group, his gaze as profound as the waters. Divine Sense surged forth, instantly connecting with the Five Elements Source Armor and activating the Five Elements Source Formation within it. The golden-hued Divine Thought he unleashed merged into the Five Element Ultimate Formation, fusing with the formation patterns and spiritual power. Upon the Five Elements Source Armor, intricate and unique formation patterns once again flared to life. A distinct humming sound resonated. Clad in the Five Elements Source Armor, Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun, who were unleashing their killing moves, suddenly felt a foreign intent syncing with their armor. The armor was activated, spiritual power enveloped their bodies. A mysterious force resonated with the meridians throughout their bodies. Their spiritual power began burning fiercely, circulating faster, stronger—so strong that even their meridians tingled faintly in pain... "What is this?!" Their eyes filled with astonishment in that very instant. They felt themselves strengthened, their spiritual power intensified, and even when facing the terrifying monster, they felt no fear. "Kill!" Exchanging a glance, the two roared deeply, immediately striking out together. The Mountain Splitting Axe erupted with gray-brown Mountain Stone spiritual power, churning strength that descended with unstoppable momentum. The tip of the Yang Spear gleamed with dazzling golden light, transforming into a streak of brilliance at incredible speed, aiming directly for the Pig Monster’s neck. In an instant, spiritual power collided fiercely with demonic power. The Pig Monster, sensing imminent death, screamed frantically, its demonic power surging wildly, but it was utterly futile. Mere moments later, the dust settled. The overwhelming force of the Mountain Splitting Axe split open the Pig Monster’s skull. The piercing gold gleam of the Yang Spear impaled the Pig Monster’s throat. Sword qi from Situ Jian and Hao Xuan arrived right on time, shredding the Pig Monster’s flesh. The Pig Monster’s skull shattered, blood gushed from its throat, and within moments, its large form slumped to the ground. Cheng Mo and the others felt a sense of relief wash over them and were about to let their guard down when they suddenly recalled Mo Hua’s "instructions"—at once, their spirits sharpened. They must guard against the Pig Monster feigning death. Once more, they unleashed their remaining spiritual power, cycling through their blade, spear, and sword techniques, each delivering an additional strike. When the Pig Monster’s massive pig head lay motionless on the ground, entirely devoid of breath, the group finally relaxed entirely. Meanwhile, in the distance, Elder Xun’s fingers, still pressed together, abruptly halted halfway through condensing the sword qi. He watched everything unfold, but despite his worldly experience, he couldn’t help but inhale sharply. Just now—what in the heavens was that? Armor? Formation? Elder Xun, a Xun family descendant and elder of the Taixu Sect, having inherited the orthodox traditions of Tao cultivation, had lived many years—and yet he had never seen such armor, such a formation. He could sense the moment the armor was activated and the formation’s effects took hold: the spiritual power of the Five Elements was greatly amplified. A formation capable of enhancing spiritual power... Elder Xun felt his heart tremble. Where did this formation come from? His gaze silently shifted to Mo Hua. Although the armor was worn by Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun, and the powerful Pig Monster was mainly vanquished through their amplified high-impact Taoist techniques... It was obvious that the formation wasn’t something they had designed. Among this group, the only one potentially capable of crafting such an astonishing formation was Mo Hua. Moreover, he had clearly felt Mo Hua unleash Divine Sense earlier, manipulating the formation on the armor. "But..." Elder Xun frowned, deeply perplexed. "Where did he learn this formation?" Enhanced spiritual power, transcendent slaying of enemies. This level of formation had to be an ultimate inheritance. Even within the Eight Great Gates of Qian State, it would be deemed equivalent to a sect-protecting technique for the Taixu Sect. How could this lad possibly learn such a thing? "Could it be..." Elder Xun hesitated briefly, pondering, "that the Patriarch taught him?" If the Taixu Sect had such a rare inheritance, it could only belong to the Patriarch, the most knowledgeable and skilled formations expert. Elder Xun nodded slightly but soon reconsidered: "That doesn’t make sense..." He had grown up under the Patriarch’s watchful eyes and had never seen, let alone heard of, such an ultimate formation inheritance within the Taixu Sect or the Xun family. Did the Patriarch keep it hidden? Could it be a genuine treasure secretly hoarded, not passed on to anyone else, and exclusively taught to this young man? Elder Xun’s brows furrowed even tighter. At this moment, he even started doubting whether Mo Hua might truly bear the surname "Xun." Otherwise, the Patriarch’s favoritism was inexplicable. The Patriarch was notoriously strict and rigid, adhering firmly to sect rules, treating Xun family disciples no differently, maintaining utmost rigor. On this, Elder Xun was fully aware. But humans are, after all, human, and even the strictest and most rigid individuals have their preferences. If this Mo Hua truly bore the surname "Xun"... Would the Patriarch’s care for Mo Hua signify they shared an even closer blood relation? How close? Was he a distant great-grandson? A direct grandson? Or perhaps... a great-grandson? As these thoughts crossed Elder Xun’s mind, his heart skipped a beat. "Oh no!" "By this logic, could this Mo Hua kid... turn out to be my elder?!" Would he have to call him "Uncle" or "Granduncle"?! Elder Xun inhaled sharply once again. This would mean falling several ranks in family hierarchy! What to do? Cold sweat streamed down Elder Xun’s back as his thoughts raced. "No way!" He absolutely couldn’t accept being the junior! Since the Patriarch hadn’t said anything explicitly and Mo Hua hadn’t admitted to anything, he would pretend nothing had transpired. No matter what the truth was, it didn’t exist! He would act as if he knew nothing!! With that thought, Elder Xun finally calmed down somewhat, though his gaze toward Mo Hua carried an involuntary hint of "reverence." Meanwhile, the Pig Monster was slain. Mo Hua exhaled lightly and severed his Divine Thought, halting the formation on the Five Elements Source Armor, nullifying the spiritual power enhancement. Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun exited their "enhanced" states, returning to their original spiritual power levels, no longer feeling that "I’ve grown stronger" sensation, their eyes betraying a touch of disappointment and melancholy. Yang Qianjun, however, felt mostly shaken inside. "Junior Brother, this armor..." Yang Qianjun’s voice trembled slightly. Mo Hua did not hide the matter and replied, "This is the ’Five Elements Source Armor,’ engraved with formations that can temporarily enhance the Five Elements, amplifying spiritual power..." Enhancing the Five Elements, amplifying spiritual power! Yang Qianjun’s gaze trembled fiercely. As a Yang family disciple and member of the Taoist soldiers Court, his knowledge went deeper, understanding the implications. His heart surged like a storm. Cheng Mo, on the other hand, hadn’t thought as far. He simply remembered the feeling upon donning the armor—spiritual power surging, unstoppable might, unyielding before god or demon alike, invincible. Clutching the armor tightly, Cheng Mo gazed at Mo Hua with gleaming eyes, looking as though he was about to call him "Foster Father" if he opened his mouth.