The Quest for Immortality

”What exactly is the ’Ancient Formation’ the Second Elder mentioned?”

Mo Hua pondered, eyes reflecting deep thought.

Ancient strange pattern formations, acquired from the endless barbaric wilderness, improved by the Great Witch, sealed by the Great Wilderness royal family, engraved within the evil god statue of the white bone with a human face and sheep horns...

The Second Elder didn’t know what this formation was, having never even seen it, yet why did he feel it was suitable to be his own lifebound magical treasure?

Mo Hua recalled some subtle expressions of the Second Elder in the Dragon Hall, pondering carefully in his heart.

Initially, the Second Elder seemed not to intend to talk about this matter.

Even this ”Ancient Formation” was just an ancient secret of the Great Wilderness buried deep in his heart.

He likely intended to keep it hidden all his life, without ever revealing it.

But the events in the Dragon Hall seemed to change his mind. He struggled internally before telling Mo Hua this secret.

On the surface, it appeared like a helpless move by the dying elder.

Yet this Second Elder had lived too long by prolonging life with dragon bones.

When one lives long, they often grow more calculating, especially such an old demon cultivator adept in schemes.

His final gratitude and blessing toward Mo Hua might be genuine, though they might also contain his own calculations.

”Does this formation truly exist?”

”Could the Second Elder have merely thrown out a bait to hook me?”

Mo Hua frowned.

The problem was, regardless of this ancient formation being a ”bait,” he simply could not refuse it.

Besides, the Second Elder said this barbaric wilderness ancient formation was suitable as his own Lifebound Formation Map, which must be based on some reason.

”Then what exactly might this barbaric wilderness ancient formation be? A type of Dragon Formation from the Great Wilderness? Or perhaps something else?”

Unfortunately, the Second Elder had already perished with his soul dispersed, leaving many details unknowable.

The nature of this formation diagram remains unknown.

Mo Hua sighed involuntarily.

This matter of his lifebound magical treasure truly has had many twists and turns, ending up with only a vague shadow in the end.

Mo Hua shook his head.

Yet Tao cultivation is inherently difficult, and precious inheritances are extremely scarce.

Desiring good things without effort is impossible.

Previously, his master helped him, and at the Taixu Gate, Elder Master Xun and many elders took care of him. But they cannot help him all his life.

He must learn to overcome difficulties himself, to establish his own Taoist foundation.

Only through his own abilities can he truly establish himself on the land of the Nine States.

In the future, he can travel the world alone, seeking dangerous places, searching for lost Taoist repositories, and collecting ancient formation diagrams to gradually become stronger.

Mo Hua’s Taoist heart strengthened a bit more, and his gaze became even brighter.

Regarding the barbaric wilderness ancient formation, he made up his mind and stopped dwelling on it.

Later, he picked up the Dragon Vein again.

Now the Dragon Hall was silent, the Dragon Emperor dead, seemingly cutting off a part of its source of inheritance, and the Dragon Vein was much quieter.

The aura within the Dragon Vein wasn’t as violent anymore.

Mo Hua attempted to use his Divine Thought to communicate with the Dragon Vein.

But he failed.

The Dragon Vein showed no reaction.

Mo Hua frowned deeply.

”It shouldn’t be...”

In his plan, having consumed the Dragon Soul, he naturally believed there would be some resonance with the Dragon Vein.

Why was there no sensation at all?

Mo Hua immersed his Divine Sense into his Sea of Consciousness, evaluating the condition of his Divine Thought.

After a brief introspection, Mo Hua realized that though he consumed the Dragon Soul, his Divine Thought had not fundamentally changed, merely getting tinted with a trace of dragon aura.

During shouts, his clear voice carried a hint of dragon roar.

This result starkly contradicted his expectations.

He thought that after consuming the Dragon Soul, even if he couldn’t transform into a dragon, at least he could develop some dragon scales or claws.

His Divine Thought would also become increasingly solid.

Yet now, matters were not as good as he had imagined.

This Dragon Soul wasn’t as ”nutritious” as he had assumed.

”Why?”

”Is it because the Dragon Emperor from the Great Wilderness lived too long and became decayed, making the dragon aura aged and ’nutritious’ lessened upon consumption?”

”Or is it... that the origin of the Dragon Soul is too resilient, and though I consumed it, I hadn’t truly ’digested’ it?”

Mo Hua furrowed his brows, believing both possibilities plausible.

But previously, no one should have been able to ”consume” a Dragon Soul, so no one would know how digestible the Dragon Soul truly is.

”Anyway, since it’s consumed, I’ll slowly refine it in the future; let’s see what it turns into, just that...”

Mo Hua murmured to himself.

”Divine Sense proving the Dao, Divine Thought Taoism, then combined with dragon power, so this is... Divine Thought into Dragon Transformation?”

”If I transform into a dragon, would my Divine Thought into Sword then become ’Divine Dragon Sword’? And a slash would yield a dragon?”

Is this... veering off the right path?

Unconsciously, he once again complicated the issue.

Mo Hua sighed.

”Forget it, like lice cannot make one itch, debts are not worrying when they’re many; it’s chaotic enough, another dragon makes no difference.”

Slowly digest it and deal with it later.

Mo Hua drew his Divine Sense out of his Sea of Consciousness, opened his eyes, looked at the Dragon Vein, and realized another problem:

”How to handle this Dragon Vein?”

At present, this ’Dragon Vein’ seems temporarily unusable.

It cannot be placed in the storage bag.

Researching it is also impossible.

His ”raising a dragon” plan has just begun, still far from gathering the essence of myriad demons to foster a truly complete dragon pattern, and it is unknown how long that will take.

The time to paint the dragon and dot the eye has not yet arrived.

This Dragon Vein in hand feels a bit ”useless.”

Not just useless, but also quite ”hot to handle.”