Fortune

If Zhang Huan saw any Ji Family disciples of bad character again, he could execute them on the spot on behalf of the Ji Family to purge the sect.

It was best for him to take up an idle post where the Ji Family gave him the highest authority, allowing him to deal with some bad disciples outside of his cultivation, which would also provide a balance of work and rest.

Zhang Huan muttered inwardly, feeling that the Void Mirror wanted to make him an enforcement elder for the Ji Family for free.

He increasingly felt that this brat Void Mirror only looked honest.

He informed it that his lifespan was running out and that he would head into the starry sky to seek immortal fate, asking the Void Mirror for some coordinates.

These were all places where Void had previously found opportunities in the starry sky, so their value naturally would not be small.

Man and bird drifted through the universe, traveling from place to place.

They collected a wisp of fire spirit juice on the Blazing Sun Star and found the Ancestral Dragon Marrow on a desolate ancient star.

Divine Phoenix Wood, Water Marrow Mother, and Feather Ascension Original Earth—he found various divine mineral rarities across the starry sky.

His footprints were left all over the universe, and he did not even let go of some opportunities on the Mythological Ancient Road.

On the Other Shore, he found the new God of the Divine Realm and inquired about the situation of the God Child.

The expression on the God's face shifted uncertainly. Watching Zhang Huan breach the restrictions so leisurely, he felt wary inside and dared not confirm Zhang Huan's identity, summoning four swords for self-protection without making a move or responding.

In their cognition, that Great Emperor had already passed away.

Zhang Huan stirred the imperial aura, which cascaded down from the air. The four swords hummed slightly, sensing a threat.

Only then was the God convinced. He bowed deeply several times, invited Zhang Huan to take the seat of honor, and bluntly stated that he was guilty of not recognizing the Great Emperor's personal arrival.

He recounted the story in detail: the God Child was his own great-grandfather. Ever since that Extreme Dao War, when the God Child broke open the divine source and participated in the battle with the four swords and the Killing Formation Diagram, he had never self-sealed again.

In the nearly thousand years that remained, he painstakingly researched a classic text, and after writing it, distributed it across various life planets, spending a great deal of effort to promote it.

"Oh? A classic text that he would study even without self-sealing?"

Listening, Zhang Huan gained a bit of interest in this classic, wondering what kind of masterwork it was.

The God immediately pulled out a book at random from the mountain of books piled in the treasury and offered it up.

Divine Emperor Biography?

Zhang Huan looked at the cover and muttered doubtfully.

He knew of divine emperors and divine venerates, but he had never heard of a divine emperor.

Putting the book away, Zhang Huan went alone to the tomb of the God Child to pay his respects. A genius of alternative Dao attainment had just left like this, passing away without a sound.

He left the Divine Realm and went to other places to search for divine materials.

However, the substances he found could only serve as auxiliary materials; the true immortal materials were lacking.

Things of this level were hard to find through ancient and modern times, and perhaps only those ancient supreme beings still had a fraction remaining in their hands.

I remember there is a completed holy spirit on the ancient path, suppressed by a certain Heavenly Venerate to extract immortal fluid.

As Zhang Huan pondered, he headed toward the ancient path. However, if he really made a move against this holy spirit, the commotion would not be small, and it might be impossible to keep it hidden.

If the hounds of those supreme beings in the restricted area caught wind of it, the loss would outweigh the gain.

The holy spirit was sealed right here and could be acted against at any time, but Zhang Huan suppressed the thought.

Forget it, I'll camp out for the supreme beings first.

This era was not like the mythological age; resources were sparse, and true creations were too rare, practically unfindable.

Continuing the search lost its meaning. By comparison, the restricted areas had a limited number of spots, and the supreme beings were the great medicines of the world, with the divine essence in their blood being no less than an immortal medicine.

He still needed to focus more on the supreme beings. Aside from the good things they carried, they themselves were divine storehouses.

Zhang Huan returned to the Big Dipper and became a guest official in the Ji Family.

Though called a guest official, he looked more like the master of the Ji Family than the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord and the elders had conferred with him, and in his presence, they did not even dare to straighten their backs.

Zhang Huan feigned being an old man at the Sage realm, living right in the heartland of the Ji Family. Ordinarily, he studied fortune and discussed it with the Void Mirror, and no one disturbed him.

If one could store up their own fortune and release it when needed, averting minor tribulations and dissolving major ones, it was indeed a wondrous unorthodox method.

When brought to the state of perfection, one might not fail to attain boundless good fortune, uniting oneself with the Heavenly Dao, at which point whoever he pointed at would die.

A glimpse of clues could be discerned within the divine ability of the mysterious bird.

Having independently evolved it for over a millennium, Zhang Huan achieved success in this Dao and gained a deep understanding of its principles.

He already had some ideas in mind. When the day came, he could create a method based on his own understanding, encompassing fortune divination, which would delve deeper into the mysteries of this Dao than the mysterious bird's own divine ability.

To put his own understanding into practice, Zhang Huan stepped into the mortal world and became a schoolteacher, observing the fortune of his students on a daily basis.

He watched their growth experiences, the thickness of their fortune at the beginning, and the changes in fortune at certain nodes in their lives.

Batch after batch of students left. Some secured high positions in the county yamen, some went hungry, some suffered sudden family tragedies, and some died prematurely.

He taught for ten years, having several hundred students. The lives of some individuals started out similar, but after making different choices on certain matters, they became increasingly different.

The fortune of the vast majority of students appeared white; very few were different. This was a difference in quality, and besides that, there was also a difference in thickness.

In the days that followed, Zhang Huan observed them until they died, and then researched the fortune of the people throughout an entire country, including many cultivators, gaining an even deeper comprehension of the Dao of fortune.

He took on a disciple in the guise of a Ji Family sage.

It was a young man whose ancestors farmed for generations. His innate soul power was stronger than that of his peers, and it even surpassed certain martial arts grandmasters among mortals—he was truly gifted.

He was prime seed material for cultivating a single secret realm. Zhang Huan passed down a set of Immortal Platform Realm cultivation methods he had compiled himself, maximizing the experimentation of his own theory.

The human body's secret realms were the source of a cultivator's power and the beginning of cultivation. If one could further stimulate the potential of the secret realms, the cultivator's own potential would also become stronger.

An ordinary person of mediocre aptitude had a Bitter Sea that was dead and silent, while that of a Saint Body was golden, with tsunamis connecting to the heavens and a sound like rolling thunder.

An ordinary person had only a single Life Spring, yet the Spiritual Treasure had nine Life Springs; these differences all represented a stronger foundation, manifested through the secret realms.

Although their cultivation paths differed, the Great Dao led to the same destination by different routes. Regardless of the system, excavating and opening up deeper levels of one's own potential was an effective method.

Of course, the premise was being able to successfully open a new path and survive.

In the process of opening up the Human Body Treasure, a moment of carelessness would completely ruin one's potential. It was extremely perilous, and one had to grope blindly countless times just to grasp that trace of an opportunity.

Although Zhang Huan had ideas, his cultivation realm was too high, and his secret realms had already taken shape and could no longer be reshaped.

Only cultivators who had just stepped onto the path of cultivation could realize these ideas, as the plasticity was strongest when the secret realms were first opened.

He could very well use others to test the waters first, seeing whether his understanding of the secret realms was viable.

He had plenty of cannon fodder to fill in his data. As long as the experiments continued, he could always grope out a roughly viable path.

He needed to minimize the probability of luck and win with sheer quantity. Matters of cultivation could not be taken lightly, or else he would eventually flip his cart.

He threw the disciple who cultivated the Immortal Platform single secret realm into a certain star domain, expecting him to return to the Big Dipper on his own once his cultivation achieved success in the future.

Zhang Huan went to other star domains to take in dozens more disciples, respectively passing down the single-cultivation methods of the five great realms: Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Four Poles, Dragon Transformation, and Immortal Platform.

Every single person was a genius at cultivating a single secret realm, and Zhang Huan purposely fostered them in the wild all over the universe.

He did not need hothouse flowers; these people were the pioneers who would open up the secret realms and must be tempered with blood. Protecting them would only result in accomplishing nothing and wasting his time.

"Calculating the time, more than a millennium has already passed. Aren't the supreme beings coming out yet?"

Zhang Huan pinched his fingers to calculate, but unfortunately, he did not calculate anything.

They sure know how to camp out.

This star domain seemingly has a Great Sage who has achieved success in cultivating a single secret realm. Let's go take a look at his secret realm.

The present life will end in the next chapter.