Xiu Yuan observed Chen Mo's reaction intently, her brows furrowing slightly as he remained impassive, betraying no outward response to her unveiled talents. A flicker of doubt crept into her mind – was her gift truly that lackluster?
Meanwhile, Chen Mo's thoughts churned, formulating ideas on how to unravel the intricate web of fate. Initially, he pondered whether achieving a higher accomplishment in the law of fate would suffice, but he swiftly discarded the notion. The Tree of Fate, despite its presumed mastery over such concepts, had still succumbed to the shackles of destiny.
A realization then struck him – the description stated that the Tree merely oversaw fate, not the law itself. If that were the case, then elevating his comprehension of the law of fate to even loftier heights, perhaps attaining the Dao of Fate or an even higher conceptual understanding, could hold the key.
