Six years later
The door of Spirit City's largest hotel was pushed open by a young woman in office attire. She smiled and said, "Take it slow on the road, Young Master. Be careful."
A boy around five foot nine stepped out. As he did, he said to her, "Sister Xiaotao, your underwear is black today, right?"
After saying that, a roguish smile appeared on his impossibly perfect features. Then he left with a whistle, leaving behind only a flushed Sister Xiaotao.
How did Young Master guess the color of my underwear again...
The boy wore a black coat trimmed in red. Its material was clearly exquisite, as though it had been tailored specifically for him.
His natural-looking black hair had been neatly arranged and fell to his shoulders, framing a face of unparalleled perfection.
Never mind how pleasing his features looked together, or how captivating his eyes were. That roguish smile alone made many noblewomen and young girls on the street turn back for another look.
Li Chang'an had long since grown accustomed to people's gazes, so he paid them no mind. What he was considering now was how, after his Luck stat had reached ten, some of his guesses had become unexpectedly accurate.
For example, beginning a month ago, he had started guessing the underwear colors of the young hotel attendants. He got nine out of every ten guesses right!
Because of the Soul Core, Li Chang'an's advancement over the past six years had not been particularly fast. The main reason was that he never cultivated, relying solely on eating fruits. Thus, at the age of twelve, he was now a level forty-six Soul Ancestor!
The existence of the Soul Core meant that every time Li Chang'an advanced, he had to expend more than twice the Soul Power