After thirty full days of silence, the wooden door of the seclusion room was finally pushed gently open.
Shiheng walked out slowly, a wisp of elusive aura lingering around him, barely perceptible to others-the mysterious fluctuations of the Fate Laws brought to their utmost limit. These thirty days of enlightenment had been an unprecedented opportunity in his cultivation. His understanding of the Destruction Laws, which had only reached ninety percent after countless painstaking efforts and relentless cultivation day and night, had actually been completely overtaken during this enlightenment-the Fate Laws had soared straight to ninety-nine percent. The threads of fate between heaven and earth seemed to appear clearly before his eyes, and the paths of all things were faintly discernible. Now, all he needed was the right opportunity to break free of mortal constraints, ascend in a single bound, and attain a divine position!
Even after forcibly suppressing all his aura, a trace of profound insight into the great Dao of fate remained deep within Shiheng's eyes. His bearing had grown ever steadier and more unfathomable, long since beyond comparison with an ordinary warrior of the ninth rank.
He looked up toward the courtyard of the Basik Residence, and a rich festive atmosphere filled his view. Red silk adorned the branches throughout the courtyard, servants bustled to and fro with delighted smiles on their faces, and the fragrance of fine wine and delicious food filled the air. Everywhere was extraordinarily lively.
Today was Lin Feng Basik's one-month celebration.
The Basik Family's circumstances were already far removed from those in the original story. Huohe held the title of earl, and his own strength far exceeded his level in the original story. With the enormous reward in gold coins Shiheng had brought earlier, the family's resources had grown ever more substantial, and