Just a moment ago.
Di Xin had already integrated the vast amount of information contained within this technique. Though he had yet to glimpse its full scope, he already understood its defining trait:
Cultivating through Fortune!
Myriad tribulations entwining the body, devouring Fortune...
Once one reached perfection, one would naturally break free from the tribulations and transcend the countless karmic debts and consequences.
"This was practically tailor-made for me!"
In all of Great Shang, whose Fortune could possibly be more profound than his, Di Xin's? He was the Human Emperor of this era, carrying the Fortune of the entire Human Clan upon himself.
As for whether devouring Fortune would cause Great Shang to decline?
"In this Investiture of the Gods world, what would it matter even if I governed diligently? Could I really defy fate and overturn the schemes of the Saints?"
"Great Shang possesses such immense Fortune... Rather than letting others seize it, it would be better for it to fall directly into my hands!"
Yet Di Xin still had not made up his mind.
For no reason at all...
Why had a cultivation technique suddenly appeared in his mind? And why did it fit his current circumstances so perfectly, as if it had been tailored specifically for him?
How could Di Xin not be cautious?
Could this be my golden finger?
At that thought.
Di Xin reined in his thoughts, and the bitterness returned to his face as he spoke to Grand Tutor Wen.
"Grand Tutor..."
"It is not that I wish to make things difficult for you. I am truly worried! Since ascending the throne, while I may not be called a brilliant ruler who gladly accepts counsel, I have at least been a competent Great King!"
"What if someone planted some terrible thought in my mind