Placing Without Regret
"They say every Confucian master is a saint of the Way of Chess, taking the first move at the center point. Are you looking down on me?"
"In that case, let's have a good game. I'll show you what comes of your arrogance!"
Standing in the void, the white stone in Cangming's hand began to shrink, and the Six Realms chessboard materialized before him.
The Six Realms chessboard could only be wielded by the young lord of the Ancient God Clan. Ever since taking control of the Six Realms chessboard, Cangming had been deeply immersed in the study of the Way of Chess. He considered that, in the Six Realms, few could match him in chess skill—perhaps only the previous master of the Six Realms chessboard.
As the Six Realms chessboard fully materialized, a black stone appeared at its very center.
Seeing the strikingly prominent black stone, Cangming's eyes turned cold. Holding his white stone, he placed it on a steady, mature spot.
A star point!