Wansong Daoist watched incredulously as Lu Zheng went from being slightly inferior in chess skills to slightly superior.
And this transformation took merely a month.
Wansong Daoist was astonished, and Lu Zheng was equally surprised.
Because in this month, the Light of Fortune he poured into improving his chess game was nearly two hundred, almost approaching that of a Thousand-Year-old Great Demon.
Moreover, the further he advanced, the harder it became, unsure whether it was a lack of foundation or just natural depletion.
If the Light of Fortune derived from Wansong Daoist this time didn't reach two hundred, he'd suffer immense loss.
However, it seemed Lu Zheng was a bit worried too soon, because on the twenty-third of February, when Lu Zheng once again defeated Wansong Daoist by a margin...
"Buzz!"
The Jade Seal instantly accrued one hundred and eighty-eight strands of Light of Fortune.
Oh, covered the costs directly!
