Woo~
A wisp of pale-haired breeze swept by, Meng Chuan's clothes fluttered as his loose hair flew backward, his face filled with an indescribable anticipation.
"Zou Wu is a Tier Eight God, though far below the old masters in experience, its strong fortune can definitely bring me considerable benefits, after all, I am just Tier Four..."
The energy of Heaven and Earth can be used for cultivation, fortune also affects many aspects of a Martial Arts family in the unseen.
And what is the use of a Divine-level powerhouse's fortune, the day I absorbed the old master's fortune, the improvement to my physique already explained everything.
Amidst his anticipation, that pale-haired breeze gradually seeped into his body through every pore.
"You!"
Zou Wu was about to remind, but seeing him sitting cross-legged, he instantly began refining.
"Eh!... It's fine now."
But it's just a soul, how could it digest his wisp of [Tiger God's essence]?
