The Formation Dao female cultivator was no fool. Of course, she knew to keep her own designs confidential.
But how should this be put? The Formation Dao simply had the confidence not to fear plagiarism. If they deemed something their own, then anyone who dared plagiarize it would bear all consequences themselves!
Those words, "bear all consequences themselves," were not mere talk. Artifact refiners feared others learning their secret arts, and the Alchemy Dao worried about people stealing their pill formulas. Formation masters, however, merely sneered. "Let's see whether your great formation needs help from the Formation Dao!"
What... your formation masters knew many formations and did not need help from the Formation Dao? Fine. Then the Formation Dao's formation masters could study things a little and see just how many weaknesses your mountain gate formation had.
With those two trump cards, the Formation Dao was exceptionally capable of protecting its intellectual property. That was precisely why it was relatively friendly toward those wild formation masters—they believed formation mastery was a talent and would not lightly harm such people.
Just like when Feng Jun first entered the Kunhao Realm, he had made Simple Spirit-Gathering Formations. Though he had added encryption safeguards, they were truly laughable to genuine high-level cultivators and could not withstand a sweep from Nascent Soul Divine Sense.
Yet no one had gone looking for trouble with him. That was partly because he had only been tinkering around and had even sold the design plans, but also because his enormous and ugly designs made it obvious at a glance that they were something a low-level cultivator had blindly cobbled together.
In any case, true formation masters would never trouble him. At most, certain small factions with malicious intentions might abduct him and squeeze out his value.
So when