At the moment the airflow merged into his mind, Zhang Rongfang distinctly felt a clarity in his brain.
It was as if all the accumulated waste in his mind was swiftly expelled under the influence of this wisp of airflow.
His hairline began to exude a significant amount of sweat.
Most importantly, his life value started to increase once again.
From a previous 212, it gradually rose to 216.
"Spent three points, gained four points, made one more, let's do it again."
Now with substantial resources, Zhang Rongfang wanted to see what was so special about this world's Cultivation of Literature that could turn one into a Spirit General simply by venerating a god in the late stage of Refining God?
Immediately, he tapped the plus sign again.
Another three points of attributes vanished.
The same cycle began once more, but this time, the light airflow split from the Nascent Soul became even thicker.
Streams of airflow began weaving something in his brain as if they were real threads.
