Chapter 1033, Forgetting About Something

Translator: Jon

Translation Checker: Silavin

 

If different cultivators wanted to form a formation, they had to connect their auras first.

 

Auras were invisible, and everyone’s aura was different. Therefore, it was extremely difficult for their auras to be connected.

 

That was why some cultivators of the major Sects were specifically responsible for practising formations. Such people usually had above-average aptitudes. Cultivators with terrible aptitudes were weak, and the formations they formed wouldn’t be useful. On the other hand, cultivators with excellent aptitudes should focus on increasing their powers instead of spending time practising formations.

 

Usually, such people were those who were neither important nor insignificant in their Sects. When they formed a formation, they could use a power that far exceeded their own, which in turn would increase the power and heritage of their Sects.

 

In Jiu Zhou, formations were rarely seen at the front lines where the two sides clashed. That was because there were usually a lot of casualties at the front lines. It took a long time to practise formations. If some of them were killed in a war, all the hours they had spent practising would become meaningless.

 

As such, even though formations were useful, they required a lot of manpower, energy and time. That was why not many people in Jiu Zhou were willing to practise formations.

 

However, what if there was something in the world that could let some people connect their auras effortlessly without much practice and deep trust for each other? That way, they could easily form a formation to fight enemies.

 

The United as One Ward Nexus was one such auxiliary item.

 

It had to be said that Feng Wujiang was indeed a more experienced man. When Lu Ye first made the United as One Ward Nexus, his goal was to let the cultivators within the range draw energy from each other. Only at a later time did he think of using the item to form a formation.

 

On the other hand, Feng Wujiang instantly realised the item’s biggest use. The item wasn’t only for cultivators to draw energy from each other, but it could also help them form a formation. Moreover, if they used the item, the effect would be much better than if they formed a formation without it. That was because cultivators within the coverage could borrow energy from each other.

 

If cultivators were compared to components, the United as One Ward Nexus was able to combine these components and form a sturdy entirety.

 

It could be said that the existence of this item was immensely useful in a large-scale war.

 

As long as there were sufficient United as One Ward Nexuses, the collective power of Crimson Blood Holy Land would increase by 30 per cent or even more. As such, the item was crucial to the Holy Land in this situation.

 

Over the past decades, only a small number of mighty cultivators were nurtured in Crimson Blood Holy Land. Due to the large population, there were many cultivators in the Cloud River Realm and Real Lake Realm. United as One Ward Nexuses were best suited for them.

 

“Is it difficult to make the item?” Feng Wujiang asked solemnly.

 

“Not really.” Lu Ye shook his head.

 

It wasn’t difficult to make a ward nexus, and it was even easier to brand United as One inside it.

 

“I’ll take this item and study it.” Feng Wujiang rose to his feet. “Have some rest, Junior Brother. I’ll talk to you at a later time.”

 

Feng Wujiang was excited about the appearance of the United as One Ward Nexus. He was eager to let his subordinates make more of the item to prepare for the coming war.

 

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot into the sky and flew in a particular direction.

 

Lu Ye could only swallow his words. He had wanted to tell Feng Wujiang that it wasn’t difficult for him to make the item, but it might not be the case for other people.

 

The core of the item was the Glyph, not the ward nexus itself. Not anyone could weave such a complicated Glyph while making the ward nexus.

 

Not long after Feng Wujiang was gone, a green-clothed man came over and cupped his fists. “The Holy Master told me to bring you to a place where you can get some rest, Sir.”

 

Lu Ye nodded. “Please lead the way.”

 

A moment later, he followed the green-clothed man to a palace and settled in.

 

He had been on the move for the past six months. If he hadn’t come across Jian Guhong and the others, it would’ve taken him one more month to arrive at Divine Palace Sea. He was indeed exhausted.

 

Not long after he sat down cross-legged in a room, he suddenly opened his eyes.

 

He had a feeling he had forgotten about something, but he couldn’t recall what it was. As such, he decided to push the matter aside. He would recall it when the time was right.

 

At the bottom of the mountain, Dao Thirteen was asleep with his head slumped to the side. When he opened his eyes, Lu Ye was nowhere in sight. He rose to his feet and scratched his head, wondering what he should do. He decided to wait there like a log.

 

He simply felt that since he couldn’t find Lu Ye, the man would come to look for him. It had to be said that being dull-witted wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. At the very least, he didn’t have to worry about anything.

 

Meanwhile, somewhere at the bottom of the Sacred Mountain, clangs were continuously heard. Sweaty half-naked men with burly figures were toiling away in this place. The environment was searing, and flames erupted from time to time.

 

This was the Holy Land’s workshop where Spirit Treasures for Divine Ocean Realm Masters were made.

 

Feng Wujiang stood beside a thin old man. Just like Jian Guhong and the others, the old man’s hair and beard were white. Although he was thin, his naked upper body was firm. He was holding a hammer larger than his head.

 

His other hand was holding the ward nexus Feng Wujiang had taken from Lu Ye. As he activated his Divine Ego and Spirit Artifact at the same time, he tried to sense the composition of the ward nexus.

 

The thin old man was Ouyang Zi. He wasn’t a Sect Master. Around 300 years ago, he used to be the chief artificer of the Divine Trade Association. He had crafted countless amazing Spirit Treasures.

 

Besides him, most artificers gathered in this place were from the Divine Trade Association as well. Although they were fairly powerful, they had never fought anyone before.

 

After examining the ward nexus, Ouyang Zi opened his eyes solemnly.

 

Feng Wujiang immediately asked, “Senior, can this item be mass-produced?”

 

Ouyang Zi glanced at him and held the hammer tighter, considering the difference in power between them. In the end, he gave up on the idea of attacking him. He frowned. “Where did you get this item, Holy Master?”

 

How was this item supposed to be mass-produced? In the entire workshop, only he was able to craft the item, but the success rate was low.

 

“What’s wrong?” Feng Wujiang noticed the displeasure on Ouyang Zi’s face.

 

“Although this ward nexus is crudely made, I can tell that the artificer must’ve received an inheritance from a brilliant teacher. What puzzles me is that considering the artificer’s skills, he supposedly can’t brand such a complicated Glyph inside this ward nexus.”

 

Ouyang Zi had been an artificer all his life, so he naturally had acute eyesight when it came to such matters.

 

Lu Ye couldn’t be considered skilful in the Way of Artification. In Ouyang Zi’s eyes, such a ward nexus was a defective item with many flaws, though it could still be used. However, the way the ward nexus was made showed that Lu Ye had a brilliant teacher. Anyway, the most important thing was the Glyph inside, not the ward nexus itself.

 

After examining the ward nexus, Ouyang Zi was shocked by how complicated and precisely weaved the Glyph was.

 

He had never heard of or seen the Glyph before, so he didn’t even know what its uses were. If he used his Spiritual Power to weave the same Glyph, he reckoned he had a success rate of 30 per cent.

 

If he had to brand the Glyph into the ward nexus while crafting the Artifact, his success rate would be reduced to five per cent. In other words, he probably wouldn’t succeed.

 

“Who made this ward nexus?” Ouyang Zi asked. He didn’t think anyone in the Holy Land could make this item, so he was curious.

 

“My Junior Brother.”

 

“Your Junior Brother?” Ouyang Zi was puzzled, for he had never heard that Feng Wujiang had a Junior Brother.

 

“He just came from Jiu Zhou.”

 

Only then did Ouyang Zi realise what was going on. “Did the Heavens of Jiu Zhou send him to this world?”

 

What was more, Lu Ye was sent here at this point. Ouyang Zi couldn’t help but fall into his thoughts.

 

“Your Junior Brother is talented in the Way of Artification. If it’s alright with you, can you bring me to see him? I’d like to ask him some questions.”

 

He mainly wanted to see how Lu Ye could successfully brand the Glyph into the ward nexus.

 

Feng Wujiang was surprised. “Since you want to see him, I’ll bring him here later. I’m sure he’ll learn a lot from you.”

 

He found it inconceivable. One had to know that Ouyang Zi was the best artificer he had ever seen. Ouyang Zi was a proud man when it came to the Way of Artification, so he never needed to ask anyone questions about this Way.

 

“Senior, can’t this item be mass-produced?” Feng Wujiang asked again. He realised something unusual when he heard the older man’s tones.

 

Ouyang Zi couldn’t help but tighten his grip on the hammer again. “I can’t even make this item, let alone mass-produce it.”

 

Feng Wujiang was astounded. “You can’t make it?”

 

Ouyang Zi said, “It’s easy to make the ward nexus, but I can’t weave the Glyph inside.”

 

It was too complicated. He had to spend a lot of time studying and practising it. Even so, it wouldn’t increase the success rate much.

 

Feng Wujiang frowned while leaving the workshop.

 

Lu Ye had told him it wasn’t difficult to craft the item, so he wondered why Ouyang Zi said he couldn’t make the item.

 

There was no way Lu Ye had a greater mastery in the Way of Artification than Ouyang Zi.

 

Feng Wujiang wanted to ask him right away, but he knew Lu Ye must be exhausted from a long time of travelling, so he reckoned that he should let him get some rest for now.

 

The next day, Lu Ye finally realised someone was missing from his side, so he quickly went to the bottom of the mountain to look for him.

 

He soon saw that Dao Thirteen stood like a log there.

 

Upon detecting Lu Ye’s aura, Dao Thirteen lifted his head and looked at him with displeasure.

 

Lu Ye sent him a signal, after which Dao Thirteen followed him.

 

When Lu Ye returned to the peak, he had no idea where to look for Feng Wujiang. There were only several palaces and other buildings on the peak. It seemed that not all cultivators from Jiu Zhou lived there.

 

Seeing the green-clothed man from yesterday, Lu Ye approached him and asked, “Where’s the Holy Master?”

 

The green-clothed man replied, “The Holy Master went to inspect the defences on the surrounding islands. Before he departed, he had ordered that when you’re done resting, you can wait for him on the Sacred Mountain.”