The Golden Crow descends in the west, the Jade Rabbit rises in the east.
Day ascends, and the moon descends.
Another entire day passed, and Jiang Yuan slowly ceased his contemplation.
The first moment he came back to his senses, he instinctively harvested the Golden Energy of Luck that had been born within him that day.
Luck Power +100.
Looking at the familiar prompt in front of him, Jiang Yuan nodded in satisfaction.
With every passing day, a sum of Luck Power was added to his account. If it weren't for the intangible guesses and immense pressure bearing down on him.
He could comfortably delay, amusing himself with his petite maidservant, teasing the little phoenix, and after a hundred or a thousand years, he could be invincible in the world.
Unfortunately, he knew under the current circumstances that was only wishful thinking.
The next moment.
Jiang Yuan then poured the Luck Power into that High-Level Fortune Seed.