Fortune's Favor?

Finally, as the numb, itchy sensation gradually faded, Luo Jun's body completed its transformation.

It felt... like nothing had changed?

Luo Jun looked at his hands and legs, moving his joints. If he wanted to fly, how was he supposed to activate it...

The moment that thought appeared, his body involuntarily floated up...

"Oh... I'm already flying!"

Luo Jun's eyes widened excitedly, but before he could control himself properly, his body suddenly accelerated, and he slammed headfirst into the ceiling!

Boom!

The hotel built by the Yuan Cultivation Society was naturally exceptionally sturdy, and the entire building was reinforced with special Mystic Techniques. Its durability was far beyond that of ordinary buildings. Even so, Luo Jun had cracked the ceiling, and the tremendous impact alerted the property management. Before long, staff and security guards came upstairs to inspect the situation.

"It's nothing, nothing. I was practicing for tomorrow's match and accidentally failed to control my strength."

Luo Jun looked at the ceiling overhead, which was still shedding debris, and smiled awkwardly.

"Student Luo, if you need to train, the hotel has dedicated Training Grounds. Even if you don't want others to see your Ultimate Move, you can use the underground training rooms in the island's central district. They are shared by the major factions, with private single rooms, and they are absolutely sturdy."

The person who had come to inspect the situation was a capable-looking female manager under thirty. Her surname was Li, and she had long been responsible for maintaining the hotels on Heavenly Origin Island. She had also graduated from Ningdong Academy.

"Got it, Senior Li. Sorry for the trouble." This was not Luo Jun's first time dealing with this manager. Though she was already working, she probably had only graduated a few years ahead of him.

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