Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 827

Chapter 827: Chapter 599: Large Formation?_3 Chapter 827: Chapter 599: Large Formation?_3 Even though Mo Hua had labeled himself “Skilled in Formation,” no one believed him at all.

His talents found no place to shine.

Mo Hua sighed helplessly.

He could only turn back and take on some “minor orders” for First-grade Formation Methods…

These small orders were all for First-grade Formation Methods, basically unclaimed by anyone because the Merit Points offered were too few for a Second Rank Formation Master to bother with.

First Rank Formation Masters, mostly just new disciples, for the most part, hadn’t yet gained access to the Taixu Token privileges.

So, these types of orders were only taken by a very few, budding Second Rank Formation Masters who would accept them to practice their skills.

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The title of “First Rank Formation Master,” as assessed by the Taoist Court, carried a significant “weight” when Mo Hua claimed rewards for First-grade Formation Methods.

He didn’t hold back, his Divine Sense swiftly scanned, and wherever he spotted “First-grade Formation Method” in the bounty, he clicked on it, leaving behind his illustrious name:

“Mo Hua!”

After a while, the Taixu Token trembled slightly, seemingly with a notification.

Mo Hua checked with his Divine Sense and, sure enough, some rewards had been accepted, while a few “short-sighted” ones still rejected him.

Mo Hua huffed.

Today you dismiss me, tomorrow you’ll be unable to reach me!

Who would take these First-grade Formation assignments if not for “a tiger fallen on flatlands”?

Then Mo Hua scanned the Bounty Scroll again, applied for a few more First-grade Formation rewards, waited a bit, and some were agreed upon, some rejected.

Mo Hua counted, in total, he had six First-grade Formation bounties.

He wanted to take on more but realized he couldn’t manifest the words with his Divine Sense anymore.

After pondering a bit, he roughly understood why.

This was him reaching the limit for bounties.

A disciple could only take six assignments at a time.

Mo Hua felt a bit regretful.

“But six is still okay, I guess.

I’ll finish these first…”

Mo Hua tucked the Taixu Token into his Storage Bag and stood up, leaving the Disciple’s Residence and, using the map of the Taixu Gate etched in his mind, found the location of the Merit Pavilion.

The Taixu’s Merit Pavilion managed the Merit Points system, responsible for dealing with the posting, acceptance, and reward distribution related to bounties.

Sect bounties had to be accepted through the Taixu Token.

But for some necessary procedures, and prize collection, one would have to visit the Merit Pavilion in person.

The same was true for Drawing Formations.

Mo Hua had to retrieve ink, paper, and basic Formation Diagrams from the Merit Pavilion.

Of course, simple formations, or formations with special requirements, required others to supply the Formation Diagrams.

For slightly more challenging, or rarer formations, the person Drawing the Formation would have to find a way to obtain the Formation Diagrams himself.

Inside the Merit Pavilion, there were plenty of disciples bustling about.

Mo Hua waited in line for a while, and when it was his turn, he approached the counter, displayed his Taixu Token, and said,

“Elder, I’m here to accept Formation assignments.”

The Merit Elder was an old man, with grey and withered hair, but chubby.

He checked Mo Hua’s Taixu Token, and although looking somewhat puzzled, he still took out six Storage Bags and handed them to Mo Hua.

Inside the Storage Bags were the ink and Formation Diagrams needed for the bounties.

Mo Hua took the Storage Bags, turned around, and was about to leave.

“Wait a moment…”

The Merit Elder, eyeing Mo Hua, couldn’t help but ask,

“How old are you?”

“Fifteen!”

“Fifteen…” the Merit Elder furrowed his brows, “Then you must have just begun, not yet a year, how can you use the Taixu Token to accept assignments?”

Mo Hua pinned it all on Elder Master Xun, “Elder Master Xun urged me to undertake missions, earn Merit Points, and learn Formation Methods!”

The Merit Elder was taken aback, “Elder Master Xun?”

Strange…

Wasn’t the old man always obstinate?

How come he’s bending the rules now?

The Merit Elder looked at Mo Hua again, noticing the small figure laden with six Storage Bags and couldn’t help but ask,

“Can you complete six Formation Methods?”

“I can!” Mo Hua replied, “I’m very quick at Drawing Formations!”

Drawing Formations quickly?

How fast could a child that young be?

The Merit Elder shook his head, not asking further, simply waved his hand, “Alright then, go on and draw them.

Don’t bite off more than you can chew though; failing to complete assignments can negatively affect your reputation…”

“Understood, Elder.”

Mo Hua responded.

The Merit Elder watched Mo Hua leave without giving it much thought.

But after two hours, Mo Hua returned, placing the six Storage Bags on the table.

“Elder, I’ve finished.”

The Merit Elder was astounded.

Finished?

He opened the Storage Bags and indeed they all contained First-grade Formations, some using paper as Formation media, others with Array Plates or Spiritual Artifact embryos.

Each Formation was neat and precise, conforming strictly to standards, without a single error.

“Truly finished so fast…”

The Merit Elder was slightly surprised, but after reflecting, he found it unremarkable.

After all, they were only First-grade Formations.

The Merit Elder swept his Divine Sense over them, nodded, and said, “Indeed, all are completed.

Six First-grade Formations, in total nineteen Merit Points, have been added to your Taixu Token.”

Mo Hua was delighted, and when his Divine Sense entered the Taixu, he indeed found a small number beneath his name:

Nineteen.

This meant he had earned nineteen Merit Points.

“Alright, you…” The Merit Elder was about to say, “You may go,” but then Mo Hua immediately interrupted,

“Elder, please wait…”

Mo Hua plunged his Divine Sense into the Taixu Token and after a moment, lifted his head and handed the Taixu Token back to the Merit Elder, “I’ve accepted some more…”

The Merit Elder’s eyelids twitched.

This young boy isn’t following the norms…

Who accepts tasks like this?