Confidence

The light in her field of vision softened, and a quiet fragrance spread through the air.

Jiang Han looked at the mysterious black mist flickering in and out around her body and waited quietly for a moment.

"Whew, it seems, it seems..." She could not put into words this strange, intense emotion surging up from the depths of her heart.

It was like the feeling that anything she did would go smoothly, that everything she undertook would go extraordinarily well. It stood above herself, above pride, even above arrogance—yet unlike arrogance, it was not built upon steps suspended in midair. This feeling came entirely from instinct, from the sensation of her own perception and foresight reaching their peak.

She subconsciously took out an ordinary gold coin and flicked it upward.

"It will land standing on the table," Jiang Han declared. She felt that her luck was overflowing, spilling over! In its place was a lucky ability that was almost like speaking the law into existence!

Thud, thud!

Just then, the gold coin fell onto the ritual table, bounced and flipped twice, then finally landed steadily, standing upright on the tabletop!

Then Jiang Han subtly sensed that her luck seemed to have been shaved away by the tiniest, most negligible amount.

Meow... I can't casually waste luck here anymore. This is the good fortune I got from Longsleep Meow! Jiang Han froze for a moment, then hurriedly cleared the ritual table and set up another ritual spell.

After coming into contact with the misfortune within her, she had suddenly been inspired to use a ritual to channel her fortune into one particular aspect.

"Three yellow gemstones representing good fortune."

Jiang Han arranged the gemstones and set up a spell array for guiding the spirit, one with considerable mystical significance.

"Fifteen plastic