After Chu Mu pulled out a map, he especially looked around in the library for more information.

Without Old Li, the encyclopedia, beside him, Chu Mu had to use books to understand all sorts of information.

Going back to the aromatic courtyard Chu Mu, who didn’t like to waste time, sat down in the courtyard and tried to meditate.

From morning to noon, in the two hours, no matter how calm Chu Mu was and how he meditated, he found his soul power never moved even the slightest.

“Does meditating no longer work?” Chu Mu scratched his head and muttered.

Chu Mu was already used to meditating every night. Even at higher ranks and the speed of growth became slower and slower, he never stopped this habit.

However, what gave him a headache was, once he entered high remembrance, his soul remembrances ceased to increase. 

“Looks like at this level, meditation can’t decide much anymore, they still needed opportunities and luck.” Chu Mu said.

He opened his eyes and ended the meaningless meditation.

Suddenly, a special scent flew...