"Earth grade fortune: winds and clouds stir at Marquis Dingyuan's birthday banquet."
For the first time in months, Chen Yi had seen daily intelligence of such a high grade.
Based on his previous experience, he only needed to watch from the sidelines. Without doing anything, he could receive the basic fortune and rewards such as cultivation techniques and knowledge.
If he took the initiative to speak to Chen Yunfan and became involved, as he had when welcoming him at noon today, there would be additional rewards.
At the thought, Chen Yi smiled freely.
"It's so close, and there's no risk at all. Perhaps I can try showing a little of what I can do."
"But I'll need to keep it within bounds. After all, it's the Old Master's birthday. Drawing too much attention would spoil things."
Having made his decision, Chen Yi rose, left the study, and went outside to look at the bright moon and stars filling the night sky.
Summer had arrived in Shuzhou, and the weather was somewhat muggy. Even late at night, the breeze carried plenty of humid warmth.
Along with it came the faint, sweet fragrance of purple bamboo unique to Chunhe Garden.
Chen Yi took a deep breath and stretched his limbs. He did not feel hot; instead, his whole body felt much fresher and more at ease.
Reaching the introductory level of the Mysterious Turtle Breath Concealment Art had brought him benefits no less significant than those of Great Spear Stance Cultivation.
Although it had not further strengthened his tendons, bones, skin, flesh, or internal organs, nor increased his force, the Mysterious Turtle Breath Concealment Art could put his body into a wondrous state.
First, naturally, his qi was drawn inward. Along with it, every trace of cultivation on his body had vanished,