News Storm (3)

"A life of sitting back and harvesting leeks—"

"Really is far too comfortable~"

Although Ling Wuyuan's absorption capacity was still relatively limited, and he could currently only store the vast majority of Laws of Karma as reserve energy, with only an extremely small portion able to be absorbed in real time to strengthen him—

As countless Laws of Karma entered his grasp, feeling the Destiny and Karma entwined around him surge madly at every moment, he still sincerely found it wonderful.

After all, to him, the continual increase of the Destiny and Karma wrapped around his body could essentially be understood as his fortune continuously rising.

It was only that the worldview here was a little off.

Otherwise—

At the very least, he could have earned himself the title of someone blessed with immense fortune.

A rainbow of fortune, golden lotuses of fortune—he could have had a bit of everything.

However, because divination and prophecy existed in this world—

In the eyes of those concerned—

He was now practically a humanoid mosaic.

That excessively vast and intricate Destiny and Karma automatically shielded him from the overwhelming majority of divinations and prophecies.

Moreover, it was entirely foreseeable that this would only grow more severe in the future.

One day—

Once the Destiny and Karma he bore reached the appropriate level, even cultivators most skilled in such techniques would be left scratching their heads when facing him.

After he finished sighing with emotion—

Beside him, Xi Xianlan immediately asked with some curiosity:

"What feels good?"

"Did something just happen?"

Ling Wuyuan answered truthfully:

"I got a little benefit I was expecting~"

As he spoke, he even winked at Xi Xianlan, wanting to tease her.

Seeing this—

Xi Xianlan understood that Ling Wuyuan was trying to speak in riddles, so she simply refused