Wild cultivation begins with wielding the Taiyin talisman.

That book, "A Brief Introduction to Formations, Part One," only costs twenty merit points to exchange, and you can get a folded version if you exchange more. As for why it's written as if it's a complete guide to formations, Zhao Yunshuo doesn't know either.

Of course, although Ning Che is quite wealthy now, he is not so extravagant as to spend money recklessly. He still exchanged one book first, intending to see how things go before deciding whether to exchange for the next one.

But he did learn formations very quickly; after copying them, he felt he had understood most of them.

The so-called "Simplified Explanation of Formations" doesn't refer to a concise outline or general discussion. Instead, it contains formulas. However, since formulas don't exist in this world, it's simply called a "Simplified Explanation."

The world seems to lack the concept of proof, so the book provides detailed proofs and several application examples after each formula. This is probably why the book is so long.

The author possesses immense ambition, stating at the outset that he intends to exhaustively explore the mysteries of array formations and fully reveal them to all array formation practitioners in the world, aiming to "explain the wonders of the Way of Heaven and Earth, making it the guiding principle for all generations."

As a modern person, Ning Che naturally wouldn't question the value of the formula, and immediately decided to replace all thirty-six books of the Concise Training on Formations with supplements, but then he encountered a dilemma.

There were nearly sixty books in total. Even with his skill, which allowed him to write with such ease that his pen seemed to leave afterimages, it would still take him a great deal of time to copy them all down.

When he asked Zhao Yunshuo if he had copied any calligraphy, Zhao Yunshuo looked at him like he was an idiot.

"I thought you were the kind of person who thought handwriting was more artistic than magic. Why not just use a copying spell a few times?"

"what?"

……

After cramming on some basic knowledge about the cultivation world, Ning Che learned that this world also had copying capabilities, albeit achieved through a magical technique. Its performance was actually far superior to that of ordinary printers on Earth.

Any text on the surface can be printed directly. Furthermore, it can selectively exclude certain text from being printed through the guidance of magical intent. And such a powerful spell is only of the eighth rank.

Ning Che immediately took another book, "The Art of Image Copying," intending to learn this spell first before copying those simplified instructions on array formations.

But Zhao Yunshuo couldn't bear to see him go through all this trouble, so he printed out the "Shadow Imprinting Technique" and all the simplified instructions on array formations for him, and told him to just pay him merit points.

And so, Ning Che left the library hall carrying a huge stack of books that was almost as tall as a person.

It was already broad daylight, and everyone who saw him couldn't help but turn their heads. Ning Che walked back to the warehouse that had been converted into a free clinic under everyone's watchful eyes.

Zhao He was already cultivating there when he heard Ning Che had returned, so he went out to greet him. Upon seeing the books, he was immediately startled and blurted out, "You robbed the library?"

"Tsk, what nonsense are you spouting!" Ning Che snapped irritably, then returned to his previous training room.

Ning Che did not rest.

He first pulled out the yellowed book, "Frost Binding".

This photocopying technique is truly excellent; every word is clear, and line after line of incantations are imprinted into the mind following the gaze.

The technique involves condensing the chain, fixing the point, locking the body, and injecting cold energy.

The spell itself is not complicated; if there is any difficulty, it lies in the precise control down to the millimeter.

If too little magic power is given, the chain dissipates into a cloud of white mist as soon as it takes shape.

Giving too much not only increases consumption but also makes the chain stiff, which may not be able to hold a flexible opponent.

Ning Che closed his eyes and concentrated, circulating his magical power along a specific route within his dantian to simulate the operation of a spell.

When he opened his eyes again, he stepped out of the room. Looking around, he saw an old, long-abandoned stone lock in the corner of the warehouse, weighing at least a hundred pounds.

Ning Che pointed with his fingertip.

hum.

The moisture in the air was instantly sucked away, condensing into extremely fine white threads. The threads intertwined and entwined, transforming into a wrist-thick frost chain in the blink of an eye, howling as it wrapped around the stone lock.

click!

The chain tightened suddenly, digging into the stone lock.

A chilling aura compressed rapidly inwards along the chain.

The surface of the stone lock instantly cracked with fine, spiderweb-like lines.

Ning Che dispersed his magical power.

Splash!

The chains broke apart, turning into tiny ice shards scattered on the ground, which quickly melted into a puddle of water.

The first time, it worked.

But Ning Che frowned slightly.

It's not fast enough, and it's not discreet enough.

That's too loud, that won't do. I'll warn the other person before I even bump into them.

Then all I can do is practice more.

Frost Binding was cast time and again, and chains flew out time and time again.

Gradually, he discovered that by using certain techniques, he could increase the number of frost chains, making them more difficult to defend against.

Keep practicing...

Initially, only one frost chain could be released, but gradually it became possible to release two stably. The casting range steadily increased from three zhang to over five zhang.

He also reduced the time it took to strike from the initial three breaths to one and a half breaths.

Ning Che stopped when the mana in his dantian was almost completely exhausted. He returned to his room and began to use the Calamity Bright Frost Flower Technique.

The magical power, like a gentle stream, gradually returned.

While recovering his magical power, he didn't rest but continued to peruse "A Concise Explanation of the Dao of Array Formations." He was so engrossed in reading that he gradually forgot about time.

Both formations and runes use lines to guide power, but formations are not runes. Runes use human magic, while formations borrow the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

Array patterns, array base, array eye, traction, blockade, transformation.

Each word is broken down, explained in the simplest language, and then formed into precise, or not so precise, formulas.

Yes, he found that the formulas became more and more complicated as he went on, and some even had exceptions and inaccuracies specifically marked.

At the end of his brief introduction to formations, the author lamented his own limitations. He said that the myriad things in the world were beyond his quantification. Everything he had once firmly believed in was not as accurate as he had imagined.

Some things are so astonishing that they defy all common sense and even contradict people's deeply ingrained beliefs and the principles of nature that they have held as gospel for thousands of years.

Therefore, he was no longer capable of fulfilling the ambitious goals he set forth at the beginning of his book, "A Concise Explanation of the Way of Formations." In fact, he pessimistically believed that some things could never be understood and were beyond human reach.

"Is there a limit to human strength?"

Ning Che closed the book, lingered for a long time, let out a long sigh, and then stood up again.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, but even with his superhuman physique, he felt aches and pains in his back and his eyes were dry. After getting up, he practiced the Moon Rabbit Breathing Technique, and after a while, his discomfort was relieved.

It was still morning, but a wooden lunchbox had appeared on the desk sometime earlier. It was probably brought by Zhao He and the others; Ning Che hadn't even noticed it.

Perhaps it was already the morning of the next day.

He opened the lunchbox, sniffed it closely, and finding no strange smell, picked it up and ate it standing up. Then, carrying the lunchbox, he pushed open the door and went out.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw two people leaning against the door, one on the left and one on the right, as if they were imitating door gods.

To his left was Zhao He, his head drooping, his wrists bruised, and his palms red and swollen.

On the right is Hu Xianxian, who is looking down and still wearing the same light green silk dress she wore when they last met, but her tail is no longer showing under the hem.

Ning Che withdrew his gaze and first asked Zhao He, "What happened to you?"