Chapter 25: Soul-Shocking Great Fortune

The exploding treasure light was like a monstrous wave, instantly tearing apart the formation set up by Fairy Qing Chen, and then submerging Lu Yang, Liu Xin, and Chen Xin’an.

Liu Xin was the first to scream miserably. To deal with Lu Yang, he had summoned Banner Spirits one after another, and finally inviting Chen Xin’an out consumed more than half of his True Qi. At this moment, he was utterly powerless to resist the impact of the explosion. His body was instantly ignited, then turned to ash. The [Myriad Spirits Banner] in his hand fell powerlessly into the air.

“Worthy of being a disciple of my Saint Sect…”

With Liu Xin’s death, although Chen Xin’an still had the remaining strength to hold on, it was difficult to maintain his existence. He could only let out a long sigh, then dispersed with the wind.

As for Lu Yang, he was directly swallowed by the treasure light, turning invisible.

After a long while, the boiling treasure light gradually subsided, revealing Xiao Shiye’s figure, his face bearing intense ecstasy.

“I won!”

Xiao Shiye laughed excitedly. After all, although self-destructing a Spirit Treasure was his trump card, it actually had many restrictions in usage and was very easy for people to dodge.

To use this move to kill enemies, one first needed to restrict the venue to ensure a hit.

Secondly, the explosive power couldn’t be concentrated; the range was large but too dispersed. Therefore, the enemy had to be worn down to a certain extent to ensure a one-hit kill.

Finally, Spirit Treasures had their own consciousness and might not cooperate with self-destruction.

“Fortunately, luck is still on my side.”

Xiao Shiye felt that ever since he joined the Primordial Saint Sect, it was as if his luck had turned. He got whatever he wanted, and no matter what he did, he had divine assistance.

Speculating on Substitute Death Yin Puppets, his luck was so good that he sold at the highest point, earning hundreds of thousands of Contribution Points in blood profit.

Just casually going to the mortal world, he easily picked up Artifacts left behind by predecessors.

Being chased down, he happened to meet Lu Yang, such a convenient shield.

No matter what kind of crisis he encountered, the result was always threatening but not dangerous. After a series of coincidences, he would end up unharmed and obtain the most benefits.

“What a fine [Myriad Spirits Banner]. From now on, it’s mine…”

Xiao Shiye was just about to step forward to take the treasure, but almost simultaneously, a figure shrouded in blood light appeared beside him, also reaching out to grab the banner.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Shiye froze instantly, then his whole body began to tremble.

“What, Brother Xiao wants this Artifact too?”

The Blood Shadow fluctuated for a moment, then slowly revealed Lu Yang’s face. He turned around and grinned at Xiao Shiye, scaring him so much his tiger-like body shook violently.

Are you human or ghost?

Xiao Shiye’s face was deathly pale. Looking at the [Blood-Dissolving Divine Light] swirling around Lu Yang, the images of the many figures sucked dry into human husks by him flashed quickly through Xiao Shiye’s mind.

In the next second, he hurriedly let go of the hand gripping the [Myriad Spirits Banner] and bowed respectfully.

“Congratulations, Senior Brother. This is the [Myriad Spirits Banner] Junior Brother was keeping safe for you. Now, returning the item to its original owner!”

“You are thoughtful.”

Lu Yang took the [Primordial One-Qi Myriad Spirits Banner] with a smile. After examining it for a moment, he injected his spiritual power and poured out two storage bags from within.

These were the storage bags of Liu Xin and Fairy Qing Chen.

Opening the storage bags, a copy of the [Primordial Dao Scripture] was prominently visible. Besides that, there was also a book titled [Secret Explanation of Formations and Treasures], clearly belonging to Fairy Qing Chen.

“All good stuff…”

Lu Yang sighed with emotion, memorizing the contents of the two Daoist scriptures firmly. Then he looked at Xiao Shiye, who was retreating step by step, trying to put distance between them.

In all fairness, Xiao Shiye’s killing move was indeed unexpected.

Self-destructing a Spirit Treasure—even if a cultivator at the Perfection of Qi Refining came, they might be blown to death. Theoretically, this was a sure-kill move, but Lu Yang happened to be the exception among exceptions.

Because he cultivated the [Heavenly Demon Blood-Dissolving Divine Light].

Transformed into a Blood Shadow, he currently only possessed a human form but no substance. His True Spirit resided completely in the Sword Pellet. As long as the Sword Pellet wasn’t destroyed, he wouldn’t die.

Facing Xiao Shiye’s Spirit Treasure self-destruction, the Sword Pellet forged from Metal Essence and Jade Marrow was far sturdier than a mere physical body. Although not unscathed, it ultimately wasn’t reduced to ashes. So after the explosion passed, Lu Yang reformed his shape and took the biggest advantage.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang found Xiao Shiye incredibly pleasing to the eye.

He really hadn’t misjudged the person earlier. This Xiao Shiye was truly a talent! Without him, how could Lu Yang have such a bountiful harvest?

“Many thanks to Junior Brother Xiao this time.”

“To express my gratitude, Senior Brother will send you on your way now.”

Lu Yang chuckled lightly, then with a wave of his large hand, a streak of blood light landed on Xiao Shiye. Before he could speak, he was sucked into a human husk.

This person… leaving him alive is too big of a threat.

With such high luck, what if he rises up later and comes back for revenge? So it’s more convenient to end it once and for all, cutting the weeds and digging up the roots.

“But he died just like that?” Lu Yang looked at Xiao Shiye’s corpse, stroking his chin with some surprise. “With his luck like a Son of Heaven’s Mandate, shouldn’t a noble person appear at this time to stop me? I even prepared countermeasures, didn’t expect it to be this easy…”

Thinking of this, Lu Yang suddenly had a thought and used the [Qi Gazing Technique] to look at Xiao Shiye again.

A bizarre scene appeared.

Previously when he looked at Xiao Shiye, the treasure light soared to the sky; he was simply basking in great fortune. But looking now, all the treasure light had vanished into thin air.

Watching this scene, a thought arose in Lu Yang’s mind for no reason:

This person’s luck has run out.

“Eh…”

In the next second, a sigh suddenly rang out.

Lu Yang raised his head and looked at the sky. His expression froze in the instant before astonishment could surface. All his thoughts and ideas were frozen in this single moment.

At some point, a figure had appeared in front of Xiao Shiye’s corpse.

The person wore a crane cloak, a smile on the corners of his mouth, lightly waving a feather fan. He looked elegant and unconventional. At first glance, he seemed like just a handsome scholar out for a spring excursion.

However, with his appearance, the entire world seemed to lose its color. Only the place where he stood became the center of all things, concentrating all the fortune, wealth, and luck between heaven and earth. He was the favored child of God, making people involuntarily feel jealousy and resentment.

“Only this little harvest?”

The newcomer beckoned with his hand. The [Primordial Dao Scripture] and the [Primordial One-Qi Myriad Spirits Banner] that Lu Yang had just put away flew out of his storage bag and landed in the man’s hand.

Just then, a voice came abruptly: “Hong Yun (Great Fortune), you’ve come out of seclusion?”

The Daoist named “Hong Yun” raised his head upon hearing this, seeming to look someone in the eye, and laughed lightly. “Can’t be helped. Who told the person I chose to die suddenly?”

The voice sounded somewhat surprised. “Died? Your person can actually die? What happened?”

“It’s laughable to say, because of bad timing.”

“I gave him so much luck, intending for him to fish for that Multi-Colored Fish in the [Merit Pool]. But there were too many variables, causing his luck to be exhausted ahead of time.”

“With luck exhausted, naturally death is imminent.”

After speaking, Daoist Hong Yun weighed the [Primordial Dao Scripture] in his hand, shook his head, and casually put it away. Then he looked at Lu Yang beside him.

“This person, on the other hand, is a bit interesting…”

Daoist Hong Yun pinched his fingers to calculate, the smile on his lips growing wider. “This person is such a huge variable. The recent disturbance with the Substitute Death Yin Puppets seems to be related to him.”

“Hmm, his background is clean and correct. But why would a mortal have cultivation at the Fourth Layer of Qi Refining at the beginning of entering the sect? Deliberately hiding it… seems to be a rogue cultivator bringing skills into the sect. That’s fine… Wait, no. He learned the [True Art of Divine Lightning Sword Control] before entering? Could he be a spy for the [Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion]?”

The more Daoist Hong Yun calculated, the greater the interest in his eyes.

Except for the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes], all of Lu Yang’s secrets were deduced by Daoist Hong Yun, spoken out as if peeling a cocoon. Until the end, when he frowned:

“…Cultivated the [Heavenly Demon Blood-Dissolving Divine Light]?”

In the next second, the interest in Daoist Hong Yun’s eyes vanished rapidly, revealing an expression of “bad luck.”

Body transformed into a Blood Shadow, the path to immortality is severed. Such a cultivator naturally wasn’t worth him wasting any more energy on, and certainly couldn’t bear the identity of the next “Son of Heaven’s Mandate.”

“Pity about that Multi-Colored Fish in the [Merit Pool]. Didn’t catch it this time; looks like I can only wait for next time.”

Daoist Hong Yun withdrew his gaze, then took a step forward. Like a fisherman who had run out of bait and had to leave empty-handed, he soon disappeared without a trace.

Leaving Lu Yang standing alone in the original spot.

Sweating like rain.

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