"That'll be all." Lu Zhou waved his arm.
"I'll take my leave then."
After Zhou Jifeng left, Lu Zhou gauged his extraordinary power. Currently, he could use the Heavenly Writing's extraordinary power twice. There was no increase in the upper limit. If he continued to meditate on the Heavenly Writing scrolls, all he could do was increase the pace of his meditation. He would not be able to store more extraordinary power.
Lu Zhou looked at his merit points again. 7,500 points.
He gained a lot from instructing his disciples throughout the past three months.
Luck points: 41.
'I haven't tried my hands on lucky draws for a long time now…' After ruminating over it for a moment, he finally did ten consecutive draws.
As he expected, he was greeted with ten appreciative messages.
There was no rhyme or reason to the lucky draws.
'Let's leave the rest to fate. Continue!'
"Lucky draw."
