In the spacious basement of the Ancient Cultivation Building, a figure stood quietly.
The dust and sand stirred up moments ago had yet to settle.
Chen Shu lowered his head and closed his eyes, pressing his palms together.
Spirit Power gathered in his Spirit Sea, waiting to erupt. The Spirit Form secret art ran steadily, while he shut out all distractions and searched for the point where his Spirit Sea met reality. Over the past few days, he had worked out a method that suited him and had grown fairly familiar with that point.
Then he opened his eyes again.
Whoosh...
The dust on the floor shot upward.
A six- or seven-meter-tall apparition rose behind him, its head almost touching the ceiling. Its eyes were closed and it leaned slightly forward. Together with its solemn expression, it gave off the oppressive sense that it was looking down upon all creation.
On closer inspection, its face resembled Chen Shu's, only more refined. It wore magnificent traditional robes and showed no expression.
Its palms were pressed together too.
It looked like a Deity standing behind him.
Once explained, it was no longer so mysterious.
He had designed the figure himself, taking what he considered his best-looking appearance and improving it just a little. He wanted people to recognize him at a glance while coming away with a good impression. That might not work on people of the same sex, but people of the opposite sex were often more inclined to remember someone at their best. Thus, the Spirit Form could help people realize that Chen Shu actually looked like this; normally, their eyes had simply deceived them.
As for the magnificent outfit, he had Brother Meng to thank for supplying the clothing references, providing one-on-one guidance, and suggesting revisions.
The goal was