You Can't Learn Formations! The Formation Hall Master's Disbelief!

In front of Myriad Star Peak, at the Formation Hall.

Unlike the quiet back mountain.

Formations were a skill that the Myriad Star Lineage excelled at and was famous for, so the Formation Hall had many disciples.

The Star River Sect's three lineages uniformly inherited the Way of Stars.

However, due to their different cultivation techniques, their areas of expertise varied.

Blazing Sun Peak specialized in the Way of Fire, and its Artifact Refining Hall was quite powerful.

Bright Moon Peak specialized in healing and soul-related techniques.

As for Myriad Star Peak, its fame lay in the Way of Formations.

The Heavenly Star Array Formation, developed from the evolution of the Zhou Tian stars, was not only within the Star River Sect.

Even in the outside world, it had a great reputation.

During the many conflicts between the Crimson Spirit Sect and the Star River Sect, the Heavenly Star Array Formation was a significant headache.

"Who is this guy? He seems to have been waiting for a while. I've never seen him before."

"You don't even know him? He's the personal disciple newly accepted by Elder Zhao, who has been in seclusion for decades."

"Ah, you mean the one who was accepted as a disciple by Elder Zhao right after he joined? His name is Fang Hong, right?"

"Yes, it's Fang Hong. I just don't know why he's suddenly come to our Formation Hall?"

"Could it be that he wants to learn the Way of Formations?"

"Who knows? He's different from us."

Fang Hong waited outside the Formation Hall, and the disciples coming and going inside and outside the hall all looked at him with curious eyes.

Although he had only joined a few days ago, Fang Hong's name had already spread throughout the Star River Sect.

Both inner and outer disciples basically knew of his existence.

Especially among the outer disciples, the number of people discussing him was growing.

It couldn't be helped; everyone was extremely envious.

Everyone else was still working like beasts in the outer sect, toiling away on missions and accumulating merit points.

But Fang Hong was directly accepted as a disciple by an elder who had been in seclusion for many years as soon as he joined.

How could this not evoke envy, jealousy, and hatred?

Although being stared at by so many people coming and going felt a bit strange.

Fang Hong, however, paid no mind to their discussions.

As long as they don't bother me, they can say whatever they want.

Fang Hong wasn't being arrogant or looking down on others; he was simply aware that he would likely have no interaction with these people.

Therefore, paying attention to them would be a waste of his time and nothing more.

As everyone watched, after waiting a little longer.

Soon, a disciple in a silver-gray robe walked out of the Formation Hall.

"Excuse me, are you Junior Disciple Fang?"

This person had a resolute face and approached Fang Hong with a very friendly attitude.

"That's right, it's me. Senior Disciple, you are?"

Fang Hong nodded, looking at him with some curiosity.

At close range, he could roughly sense the other party's blood essence level.

He could also sense whether the aura emanating from the other party was dangerous.

Hmm, the threat was small.

He had likely broken through to the Earth Realm, but he posed no threat to me; I could easily kill him.

"Haha, my name is Su Yuquan. Master was handling some matters just now, so please excuse Junior Disciple Fang for waiting."

"Now, please come in with me. Master is waiting for you."

Su Yuquan, who was unaware that Fang Hong was thinking of easily killing him, replied with a very kind smile.

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Disciple Su."

Since the other party was so friendly, Fang Hong naturally responded politely.

Then, Fang Hong followed Su Yuquan into the Formation Hall.

Soon, the two arrived in a courtyard.

An old man with white hair and beard, with two long white eyebrows hanging down, stood in the center of the courtyard.

"Fang Hong greets Elder Chang."

Fang Hong's brow twitched as he approached the old man, offering a surprised greeting with clasped hands.

This elder before him must be the formation teacher his master had found for him.

However, the other party was the Hall Master of the Formation Hall, and seemed to be on good terms with his master.

He figured this must be another ancient monster of the Heaven Realm.

But what surprised Fang Hong was that Chang Chunbo gave him a completely different feeling than other Heaven Realm powerhouses.

Despite his short time as a disciple, Fang Hong had already met many Heaven Realm experts.

Yet, all those other Heaven Realm experts exuded a faint, invisible, yet incredibly terrifying pressure.

Fang Hong could even feel a sense of danger, as if his very life level was being suppressed, like something tangible.

This was true even when facing his own master, Zhao Tianchen, whose attitude towards him had become increasingly affectionate.

No matter how close Zhao Tianchen's attitude was, Fang Hong could always feel an intense sense of danger.

It was like a mouse encountering a cat, or living beside a ferocious beast.

Even if the other party never attacked him, he would still feel a strong sense of danger.

This was a suppression of life levels, a fundamental feeling from his biological instincts.

But to Fang Hong's astonishment, when facing Chang Chunbo now, he didn't feel this way.

Either the feeling was deliberately hidden by the other party, or it was controlled to such an extent that his biological instincts simply ignored it.

"Your master caused quite a stir for you," Chang Chunbo said softly, looking at Fang Hong. His eyes were incredibly peaceful, like a pool of still spring water, or a bubbling spring.

"Since he could ask me to teach you the Way of Formations of the Heavenly Star Array Formation, I assume he's preparing you to start cultivating that Starry Sky Treasure Art?"

Fang Hong nodded. "Elder, you see clearly. I have indeed already begun cultivating the Starry Sky Treasure Art."

Chang Chunbo stroked his white beard, which reached his chest, and sized Fang Hong up.

"Your Blood Essence is exceptionally dense to an astonishing degree. You are indeed qualified to cultivate that treasure art."

"It's just that I don't know how your aptitude for formations is?"

With that, Chang Chunbo flicked his long sleeve. "Come, close your eyes, concentrate, and tell me what you sense from your surroundings?"

Hearing this, Fang Hong was a little confused, but he closed his eyes as instructed and concentrated carefully.

The scene instantly fell silent.

The three stood quietly in the pavilion, surrounded by the usual rockeries, pavilions, and waterside terraces.

Chang Chunbo's gaze remained calm, while Su Yuquan watched Fang Hong with a hint of curiosity.

After a long while, Fang Hong opened his eyes with a slight frown.

"I'm sorry, disciple, I didn't sense anything."

Fang Hong shook his head, looking at Chang Chunbo with some confusion. He didn't know what the elder wanted him to sense, but he honestly stated the truth.

Fang Hong truly felt nothing unusual, let alone any specific sensation.

Upon hearing this, Chang Chunbo's eyes changed for the first time.

A deep sigh flickered in his gaze.

"Before you arrived, I had already set up a formation in the surroundings, and it wasn't difficult to detect."

"Yet you didn't sense anything unusual. It seems you are not suited for learning formations."

"And the Way of Formations is extremely important for cultivating that Starry Sky Treasure Art."

"Although your Blood Essence is astonishingly dense, you unfortunately have no talent for learning formations."

"I suppose you won't be able to cultivate that treasure art either."

Chang Chunbo sighed regretfully.

Hearing this, Fang Hong's brow furrowed.

Don't tell me that. Everything was ready, even the plan for rigging the Sect Grand Competition later. And now you're telling me I can't learn formations and can't cultivate that Starry Sky Treasure Art?