Mo Hua scratched his head, feeling guilty: "That’s all I remember…" He couldn’t keep painting, for if he went on, he would reveal the entire formation eye... Everyone looked left and right, scrutinizing Mo Hua’s sketch of the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, and they all frowned. A Formation Master sighed: "Lu Chengyun, indeed, is quite talented…" Someone snorted coldly, "So what if he has talent? Isn’t he still a heartless scoundrel?" "I wasn’t saying he wasn’t…" "Without talent and virtue, one is merely mediocre, but with talent and no virtue, that’s often the greater disaster." "As long as one’s character is corrupt, no matter how talented, they should be condemned!" "It’s a pity that Lu Chengyun, with all his talent, hasn’t used it on the right path, this formation eye is extremely exquisite..." The old Formation Master shook his head, "This formation eye might not have been constructed by Lu Chengyun…" "Not by Lu Chengyun?" The crowd was astonished. The old Formation Master nodded and said: "Although this is a First Grade formation eye, it uses the framework of a Large Formation, and its underlying pattern employs the Five Elements in an orderly fashion; this is indeed a method deeply rooted in the authentic and righteous Dao of formations…" "With such an understanding of formations, one would disdain to learn Evil Formations and sully themselves with the likes of Lu Chengyun." "Therefore, this Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses might have been built by Lu Chengyun, but this formation eye may have been made by someone else…" Mo Hua listened with a hint of surprise in his heart. This old gentleman with a beard, though also just a First Grade Formation Master, had such a sharp eye. He could actually discern this... Hearing this, the other Formation Masters also nodded their heads. Then someone asked, "Who, then, drew this formation eye? Could it be that Lu Chengyun has a high-level formation expert behind him?" "Is this formation expert also a First Grade Formation Master?" "No, this formation eye is Large Formation craftsmanship, probably Second Grade…" With this statement, everyone’s expressions turned somber. The Ultimate Formation and the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses were already problematic enough. If there was also a high-level formation expert standing behind Lu Chengyun, the situation would become even more severe. Suddenly, the old Formation Master asked Mo Hua: "Young gentleman, do you know who created this formation eye? Or perhaps, do you know who this expert is?" Mo Hua kept a serious face and shook his head, "I don’t know." Your next read awaits at freewebnovel I couldn’t possibly admit it was me... You probably wouldn’t believe me if I did. Seeing that everyone was still mired in this issue, with gloomy and troubled expressions, Mo Hua had no choice but to say: "I didn’t see any other Formation Masters in the Corpse Mine…" "Perhaps this Formation Master was threatened by Lu Chengyun, forced to complete the formation, and then ’disposed of after use’." Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both silently glanced at Mo Hua. The old Formation Master was taken aback, then nodded in agreement. Lu Chengyun was highly suspicious; such a thing wasn’t beyond possibility. He sighed, "If that’s true, it would be such a pity…" Seeing that they had been discussing for so long and still seemed confused, Yang Jishan decisively asked, "Gentlemen, can this Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses be broken?" The old Formation Master hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "If the formation eye is indeed as such, then this strategy might indeed be viable." "Is this formation eye genuine?" Yang Jishan asked further. The old Formation Master remained silent and hesitant. The other Formation Masters also frowned, saying nothing. They believed it to be genuine, but the formation knowledge involved exceeded their mastery; they dared not make a definitive judgment. If the reality proved different, they could not bear the responsibility. Yang Jishan then turned to look at Young Master Yun. Young Master Yun was hesitant; after pondering for a while, he slowly nodded: "It should be correct." He thought for a moment, then added: "This formation corresponds with what we currently know about the Corpse Mine, and the level of formation knowledge is very high; beyond what Lu Chengyun could fabricate." Yang Jishan breathed a slight sigh of relief. He patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and smiled, "Young brother, you’ve been a great help again!" Mo Hua also smiled happily. "Since the formation is real, then that’s good. Let’s discuss how to destroy these Spirit Stones and cut off the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses’ supply…" Afterwards, Yang Jishan and the others discussed the specific methods. How to deploy Cultivators, when and where, who would lead the assault, who would provide cover, how to destroy these Spirit Stone storerooms... These Spirit Stones couldn’t be moved. They had to find a way to destroy them. To allow them to turn into Spiritual Energy, to scatter back into the heavens and earth, so they would not be used for evil by Lu Chengyun. After the discussion was over, Mo Hua left. Young Master Yun stared at the departing figure of Mo Hua for a long time, lost in thought. After a while, his eyes brightened slightly. ... Mo Hua was placed in a quiet stone room. The room had simple furnishings: only a stone table, stone chairs, stone bed, clearly a makeshift setup without much consideration for comfort. Mo Hua didn’t mind; what he cared about was the table full of food. There were Spirit Fruits, and chicken and duck Spiritual Meat. He had been locked in a coffin, starved for many days, and now, ravenous, it was a feast fit for a king, a fruit in one hand, a chicken leg in the other, eating with delight. Cultivators can go without food for a long time, but they still feel hungry and deplete their Blood Qi. Going without food for too long can still lead to starvation and death. Bai Zisheng sat aside, legs crossed, shaking his head and tapping his foot, seemingly pondering something. Bai Zixi was quietly reading a book, occasionally lifting her eyes. Seeing Mo Hua eating with gusto, her long lashes fluttered, her gaze becoming serene. Mo Hua looked up and asked, "Aren’t you going to eat?" "You go ahead." "Okay." Mo Hua made no fuss and, after eating his fill, lay comfortably on the bed, patting his full belly contentedly.