Cultivating Divine Sense

But that was all it was—a thought.

If he were really asked to do it, he truly could not bring himself to.

He had always adhered to the creed: if others did not offend him, he would not offend them.

How could he casually go around stealing other people's spirit veins?

Although such things were not uncommon in the Cultivation World, where strength reigned supreme.

He had still received nine years of compulsory education and was a fine young man. In all things, there had to be a justified cause.

"Looks like I can only rely on the Doppelgangers to explore outside."

Chen Ze shook his head, hoping that the Doppelgangers he had sent out this time would bring back good news.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and began interpreting the information that had appeared in his mind after he exchanged for Fate Scry.

As time passed, he gradually immersed himself in the information about Fate Scry in his mind, while the surrounding air seemed to have come to a standstill.

That information drifted through his mind like twinkling stars, every detail containing mysterious power.

He sensed the complex power contained within the Fate Scry skill.

It was an existence beyond any power he had encountered before.

Gradually, he began to understand some of the skill's basic principles.

But he also knew very clearly that this power was far too terrifying.

If it had not been a skill granted by the system, there was no way he could have mastered such power.

This was equivalent to peering into the secrets of Heaven.

The so-called secrets of Heaven were the laws and currents governing the operation of all things in the universe from within the unseen.

Once one grasped another person's trajectory of fate, it was like holding a bright