"How's our formation?" Song Chengzhi turned to ask Chu Li.
Chu Li shook his head and smiled bitterly. "It's far beyond my imagination. I didn't expect our White Dew Hall's formation to be so exquisite."
"It's a good formation, but we haven't been able to unleash its full power. Otherwise, we wouldn't need so many people. Just six or seven people would be enough to take care of these nine fellows!" Song Chengzhi snorted. "This is our White Dew Formation."
Chu Li said, "Clan Leader, I need more formation books to study and the formation diagram of the White Dew Formation."
"Let's go!" Song Chengzhi turned and left.
The two Vice Clan Leaders followed closely and the four of them returned to the White Dew Hall.
As for the nine elders from the City of Thousand Swords, Song Chengzhi had no intention of killing them. They were already crippled and were left to fend for themselves. The people from the City of Thousand Swords would probably bring them back to recover their martial arts.
The lifespan of Celestials was extremely long so even if their martial arts were crippled, they could slowly recover. They just needed to cultivate in isolation for a few decades but this would consume spirit medicine and spirit herbs. It was more harmful than beneficial to the sect.
When the four of them arrived at the White Dew Hall, Song Chengzhi said, "Chu Li, sit down and wait. I'll go get the formation books."
He turned and left.
Mo Heng sighed and shook his head. "Looks like the City of Thousand Swords is testing our strength."
Fu Tianlei said, "This doesn't seem like the City of Thousand Swords' way of doing things. It's said that the young governor of the City of Thousand Swords, Wan Yingjie, has started to take charge. Is that true?"
"If it was Wan Biru, he would've sent a large group of people to fight to the death." Mo Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Clan Leader, the Monarch Descending Sword is really a hot potato. In my opinion, it's better to exchange something with the City of Thousand Swords. There's no use in keeping it and it'll only create a death grudge."
Chu Li shook his head. "Clan Leaders, the City of Thousand Swords doesn't just want the Monarch Descending Sword, they also want my Heaven Killing Sword. Once the nine swords become one, the City of Thousand Swords won't care about the White Dew Hall at all. Even the Rain Master Palace won't be in their eyes. By then, they can decide whether we live or die. That won't be a good feeling, right?"
"That's true." The two of them nodded slowly.
The legend of the nine swords merging into one had been around for a long time. Everyone knew that once the nine swords of the City of Ten Thousand Swords merged into one, they would no longer be afraid of the Nine Divisions. At that time, they would become the Ten Divisions. Meanwhile, the Rain Master Hall had been declining in recent years. They might not be able to stop the City of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Alright, at this point, asking for peace is useless." Song Chengzhi strode in with a wooden box in his hand. He placed it in front of Chu Li with a 'bang' and said in a deep voice, "We'll destroy our own prestige for no reason. Everyone will know that we're afraid of the City of Ten Thousand Swords. Then, everyone will look down on us and dare to step on us. This will bring disaster to the Hall of Rain Masters!"
There were countless grudges between the nine divisions. Once the Rain Master Palace showed signs of weakness, they would definitely not mind stepping on them, causing the Rain Master Palace to decline even further and having one less competitor.
"These are all formation books. After you finish reading these, I'll show you the formation diagram of the White Dew Formation." Song Chengzhi said, "The White Dew Formation is very exquisite. It's the masterpiece of more than ten formation masters."
Chu Li understood what Song Chengzhi meant. If he could not understand the formation books in the box, he would not be able to understand the formation diagram of the White Dew Formation. Moreover, the formation diagram of the White Dew Formation was very important and needed to be kept secret.
Chu Li closed fist saluted. "Clan Leader, if there's nothing else, I'll go back and study the formation first."
"Go, go. Elder Song, follow Chu Li. Don't let him be distracted," Song Chengzhi said.
Song Lin, who was standing in the corner of the hall, closed fist saluted. "Yes."
After Chu Li closed fist saluted the three Clan Leaders, he carried the heavy wooden box and walked out. He returned to his courtyard with Song Lin and placed the wooden box on the stone table in the gazebo in the courtyard. He slowly opened it and took out ten thick yellowed books.
After he read them one by one, he started with the book "Formation Insight". Soon, he was so engrossed that he did not know how much time had passed.
After reading the two books on formations, he informed Song Chengzhi that he would be returning to the lower realm. Then, he spent the night with Xiao Qi and the others. The next day, he returned to the Outland and returned to his courtyard to continue studying formations.
The formation he was learning now was different from before. Back then, he cultivated the Wisdom Origin Scripture, which was a method to increase one's wisdom. However, his brain power was not strong enough, so it was not strenuous but exquisite. Now that he had the Heavenly Star Insight and the Omniscient Mirror, he could learn formations without any obstacles.
In one breath, he finished reading all the formation books in the box. His understanding of formations improved by leaps and bounds and could not be compared to before.
He asked Song Lin to inform Clan Leader Song Chengzhi that he could read the White Dew Formation.
Song Chengzhi personally brought the formation diagram of the White Dew Formation over.
He changed into a white robe and looked more elegant. He sat in front of Chu Li and said, "Chu Li, can you really read these formation books?"
Chu Li nodded. "Yes, I've read them."
"It's okay if you can't read them. Not many formation masters can read all these formation books," Song Chengzhi said.
Chu Li could not help but laugh. "Clan Leader, are you afraid that I'm forcing myself?"
"Formations are the most exhausting," Song Chengzhi said. "You don't look haggard at all."
Chu Li said, "Don't worry, Clan Leader. These formation books are not difficult for me. I can read them at a glance. They're not too profound."
"If other formation masters hear you like this, they'll spit on you." Song Chengzhi shook his head and smiled. He took out a small box from his sleeve. It was only the size of a palm and it seemed to be glistening with oil.
He gently placed it on the table and carefully said, "This can't be leaked."
"Clan Leader, I understand." Chu Li smiled and reached out to take it.
Song Chengzhi pressed the purple box down and said worriedly, "Don't damage it."
Chu Li nodded. "Yes, I understand."
Song Chengzhi became even more worried when he saw Chu Li's nonchalant look. He could only stare at Chu Li, afraid that he would accidentally damage it. He watched as Chu Li gently opened the box and took out a multi-layered piece of oiled paper. Then, he gently unfolded it layer by layer until it was the size of a stone table.
Chu Li glanced at the oiled paper a few times and nodded. He began to fold it and put it back into the box. He smiled. "It's done."
"It's done?" Song Chengzhi was surprised.
Chu Li smiled. "Clan Leader, I have a photographic memory. I can remember it with just one glance."
"Hehe, I almost forgot how powerful formation masters like you are." Song Chengzhi shook his head and laughed. He carefully kept the box and smiled. "Is there any problem with our formation?"
Chu Li said, "Let's rearrange the formation again. It seems to be a little different."
Song Chengzhi asked, "Did you make a mistake?"
"It's not wrong, but there are some subtle differences." Chu Li shook his head. "We just need to adjust it a little. There's no need to train it again."
"That's good." Song Chengzhi nodded. "A formation of a hundred people. Let's try it with a hundred people first."
Chu Li nodded.
They quickly arrived at the martial arts field of the White Dew Clan. Song Lin had already asked everyone to leave the field. More than two hundred disciples stood by the side.
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