Two months later, inside a secret chamber of the Great Commander's Mansion, Lu Ye and Fu Wei sat facing each other.
Fu Wei wore a bitter expression. "Senior Brother, if you won't tell me what exactly you want calculated, how am I supposed to calculate it?"
The half-year appointment he had made with Fu Wei had arrived. Seeing that Fu Wei's vitality had been quite good lately, Lu Ye summoned him and asked him to perform a divination for him.
Lu Ye had never found a clue regarding the Talent Tree's path of transformation. At present, he could only pin his hopes on Fu Wei, to see whether Fu Wei's methods could point him toward a clear road.
But the problem lay precisely there. Lu Ye could not possibly tell Fu Wei about the Talent Tree, leaving Fu Wei utterly baffled. Divination generally required a clear direction. For example, last time, he had calculated the location of Lu Ye's gains.
Lu Ye stared steadily at him, his expression plainly saying that was Fu Wei's problem.
Fu Wei had a massive headache. "Then, Senior Brother, let me ask you a few questions. Answer them as best you can."
"Fine." Lu Ye nodded.
"This matter concerns your cultivation?"
Lu Ye nodded.
"It has nothing to do with battle?" Fu Wei asked again.
Lu Ye considered it. The Talent Tree itself could not be used in battle, but its many Dao patterns could, as could the Talent Tree Clone.
"It has some connection."
Fu Wei became even more confused. It concerned both cultivation and battle. Then, in a daze, he caught sight of the Crag Mountain Saber at Lu Ye's waist and immediately revealed a thoughtful look.
Could Senior Brother be asking about a Dao Soldier? To a cultivator, only that thing was