"Hm? What's going on?"
After circling around several times, Lu Ziyin finally confirmed that he had been trapped inside a maze formation.
It was probably a formation unique to the back mountain of Silver Sword Peak that had been accidentally activated.
Such a petty formation—just watch me break it.
Lu Ziyin found it amusing instead.
He had studied formations since childhood.
Though formations changed in ten thousand ways, their principles never strayed from their source.
Once, a Shu Mountain elder had condensed all formations under heaven into a single formation.
It was called the Formation of All Under Heaven.
The Shu Mountain disciples who studied formations had scrambled to break it.
Finding one solution meant one had entered the doorway of formations.
Finding two solutions proved one had already achieved modest mastery in formations...
In other words, the more solutions one found, the higher one's attainments in formations.
Before entering seclusion, Lu Ziyin had already set a record.
Nine solutions—no one had surpassed that record to this day.
Not even those elders and Peak Masters with profound cultivation.
Of course, that was on the condition that one could not ignore cultivation and use brute force to destroy it.
What Lu Ziyin did not know was that an old sixth-rate scoundrel had already secretly come up with eleven methods of solving it.
A full two more than him.
Lu Ziyin wandered through the formation as time ticked away second by second.
The corner of Lu Ziyin's eye twitched slightly.
This...
I'm back here again!?
"Hehe, things are getting interesting."
Lu Ziyin tossed out three copper coins.
"Now I'm getting serious!!"
A long while later.
Lu Ziyin looked around, calculating on his fingers while muttering under his breath.
He had fallen from the initial maze formation into an even more complicated one.