Meanwhile, Chu He sat by a window in the Mount Hua Scripture Library, an ancient book in his hands.
He lit a stick of sandalwood incense, poured himself a cup of fine wine, and settled in contentedly.
Three days earlier, the Snow Lotus Wine had finished fermenting. Chu He had immediately poured himself a full cup to give it a try.
The wine was clear and bright, like a flawless piece of translucent green jade. It felt slightly cool going down, but that coolness shot straight into his mind like the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, lingering long afterward.
With that coolness bolstering him, Chu He returned to Basic Spirit Reader Techniques. The various Secret Techniques of Spiritual Attack, which had already been clear to him, now seemed as easy to read as patterns on his palm.
He could not only catch every subtle change within them, but also draw inferences, trace things back to their source, and understand precisely why each change occurred.
"Spiritual Force can be both tangible and intangible."
"Tangible, it can control objects from afar and kill enemies a hundred meters away."
"Intangible, it can strike without a sound, using illusions to destroy a person's mind."
"It gathers without a sound and changes unpredictably."
After a while, the coolness faded. Chu He closed his eyes and tried recalling the contents of the book. The parts he had already understood and mastered had not been forgotten; they remained firmly etched in his mind.
What was more, although the Snow Lotus Wine's brief effect of sharpening his mind and opening his understanding had faded, it had allowed Chu He to clearly remember how he had thought at the time.
Compared to his usual way of thinking, it had been more comprehensive and more profound.
If Chu He could