Growth

The effect of the Divergent Path had always been to make choices, not to "manufacture choices."

He couldn't use a Supernatural Power to make someone choose something they would never have chosen.

Perhaps after the Divine Ability Seed bloomed, the Divergent Path would perform even better. But for now, this was all it could do.

Jiang Wang had misjudged Feng Ming. He thought Feng Ming would want to take him on as a "sidekick." But from beginning to end, Feng Ming had been indifferent, treating Jiang Wang as nothing more than someone he occasionally ran into and chatted with to pass the time.

He would chat with Jiang Wang, take him around to "see the world," and throw an arm over his shoulder. But once they left this birthday banquet, he would turn around and not recognize Jiang Wang at all.

Someone like Yu Songhai, or the Xiyun Sword Sect—such insignificant figures would never enter his thoughts.

The Divergent Path's marvelous effects had left Jiang Wang in a daze, with the illusion that he could control fate. But Feng Ming's choice had poured a basin of cold water over him.

Knowledge and Insight—he lacked enough "self-knowledge," and he also lacked precise "insight into others." He didn't fully understand Feng Ming, and so his Supernatural Power had faltered.

Only now did he understand why someone as terrifying as Zhuang Chenggan had been secretly outmaneuvered by the White Bone Venerable God, despite his absolute reliance on the Divergent Path.

This Supernatural Power was truly hard to resist.

He had used it only a few times, yet every so often he felt as though everything was under his control. Zhuang Chenggan had been undefeated in battle his entire life, deceiving gods and spirits alike. He had even more reason to believe absolutely in