Ever since he obtained the Collection of Thousand Arrays, Mo Hua had kept it in his hands and pored over it constantly. Whenever he came across a formation that interested him, he went to search through Mr. Zhuang's library, then noted down his questions bit by bit.
In the morning or at dusk, he went to ask Mr. Zhuang for guidance.
For a Rogue Cultivator, obtaining even a single Array Diagram was quite difficult. When Mo Hua copied formations for Manager Mo, aside from basic Array Diagrams such as the Bright Fire Formation, any other slightly more difficult Array Diagram required extra Spirit Stones.
But Mo Hua now had nearly a thousand Array Diagrams in his hands. If he learned all one thousand formations, becoming a First-Grade Array Master would be as easy as turning over his hand. Just thinking about it left Mo Hua endlessly excited.
Mo Hua studied formations day and night, like a little mouse that had fallen into a rice granary, wishing he could stuff the entire storehouse of rice into his belly.
By day, he read formation books, drew formations, and asked Mr. Zhuang questions. At night, he practiced over and over again on the Broken Stele in his sea of consciousness.
Mo Hua had learned the Heavenly Derivation Art, and according to what Mr. Zhuang had said, when studying formations, breadth and variety mattered more than specialization. So he did not insist on thoroughly understanding everything. As long as he could draw the formation, that was enough. Some formations he had only just learned to draw completely, yet he even forgot the formation's name.
For several months, Mo Hua had remained in a state where his divine sense went from full to exhausted, then recovered back to full before being used until exhaustion again.