Enlightenment rose from 4 to 5.
Chen Ping felt a surge of clarity in his mind, inhaling the mountain mist deeply, a chilling sensation reaching his heart and lungs.
He realized that many moves he previously couldn't comprehend naturally formed more combinations in his mind.
His judgment of the current situation and subsequent responses also had more depth.
Although this feeling wasn't as if he had become another person.
The change was still distinctly noticeable.
Extending his palm, he drew an arc, feeling the air flow across his skin.
A leaf gently drifted by...
Chen Ping flicked his wrist subtly, as if his joints disappeared, silently shattering the leaf.
The Soft Force of [Silk Thread Puppetry] was grasped with greater finesse.
Chen Ping sighed.
Fortune is useful.
Fortune is rare...
Virtue rewards, good deeds bring merit!
Does this mean it's compelling me to do good deeds?
Perhaps I too must walk the path of a great philanthropist like my predecessor.
