Defying Heaven to Change Fate

Jing Pu was not a fool. In an instant, he suddenly understood.

It was... it was over...

It seemed he had wasted three years for nothing!!

This was not a martial arts world at all!!

The people here were fucking cultivating immortality!!

Jing Pu was a little dazed, a little despairing. For a moment, his mind was a chaotic buzzing mess, as if struck by lightning.

As Jing Pu stared blankly at the sky, the innkeeper's wife before him suddenly looked at him curiously and asked:

"Young master, what's wrong?"

Fortunately, Jing Pu's Dao Heart was firm. After learning this truth, he did not simply black out and faint.

No matter what, he should first finish writing the characters he had promised her.

Jing Pu gave a faintly bitter smile and said:

"Nothing. What words do you want?"

Seeing Jing Pu's sorrowful appearance, the innkeeper's wife felt inexplicably pained for him. But after thinking it over, she still got down to business first.

"Something to pray for peace."

Sure enough, no matter where they were, the first thing ordinary people—mortals—thought of was peace and safety.

Jing Pu nodded slightly, picked up the brush, and began to write.

Meanwhile...

Ling An'an and Chen Pingping were on their way back to the Divine Sword Sect.

Chen Pingping looked excitedly at the somewhat stern-faced Ling An'an beside her and said:

"Sister An'an, the once-in-a-century Myriad Sect Grand Ceremony has chosen our Divine Sword Sect as its host this time. This is truly wonderful news."

Ling An'an, however, frowned slightly. "It is good news, yes. But the Northern Province is filled with sects, and the Divine Sword Sect's strength only hovers around the middle. If we fail to achieve good results, we'll be disgracing ourselves right on our own doorstep..."

Chen Pingping froze, then pursed her lips in a smile. "It'll be fine. Don't we have Brother Lie Chun this time? With Brother Lie Chun there, getting at least fiftieth place shouldn't be a problem."

Ling An'an sighed softly. "We'll talk about it then. This isn't something people of our generation need to worry about..."

Just as Ling An'an controlled the Flying Sword beneath her feet and sped up toward the sect, she suddenly froze. The Flying Sword came to an abrupt halt, and she stared in one direction with a face full of terror.

Chen Pingping, who had been flying alongside Ling An'an, shot straight ahead because of the sudden stop. Yet she quickly returned, looking at Ling An'an strangely as she asked:

"What's wrong, Sister An'an?"

Staring into the distance, Ling An'an stammered in terrified disbelief:

"There... there's a great power... Defying Heaven to Change Fate!!!"

Defying Heaven to Change Fate?!

Chen Pingping froze. The next second, she immediately looked in the direction Ling An'an was watching. But after looking for a while, she frowned and said:

"Huh? Is there? Why can't I see it?"

Ling An'an said nervously, "You're only at Foundation Establishment Late Stage, of course you can't see it. No, we need to hurry over and take a look. I don't know which great power is altering the fortune of this land."

With that, Ling An'an controlled her Flying Sword and streaked toward Qinghe Town, while Chen Pingping followed behind in a fluster and asked:

"Sister An'an, someone capable of altering the fortune of heaven and earth must be incredibly powerful, right?"

Without turning her head, Ling An'an replied tensely:

"Of course. At the very least, they would be a Tribulation Crossing great power—two realms above even our master. But I've never heard of a Tribulation Crossing great power around the Blazing Dynasty..."

Upon hearing the words "Tribulation Crossing great power," Chen Pingping became like a frightened kitten and immediately said:

"Sister An'an, let's not go. A Tribulation Crossing great power! If we make him unhappy, one breath from him and we'll be done for!"

Ling An'an frowned. "He may not be an evil person. The fortune this great power has changed for this land is not calamity, but Auspicious Qi. He is likely a great power wandering the mortal world for amusement, who encountered someone or something pleasing and thus decided to alter it."

At this point, Ling An'an's eyes grew heated. "It seems this great power is in a good mood right now. If we can speak with him for a few words, and he casually offers the two of us some guidance, our cultivation realms will soar by leaps and bounds. Do you want such a tremendous opportunity or not?!"

Upon hearing that, Chen Pingping nodded firmly.

"Of course I do!"

At this moment, Jing Pu was happy my ass!

Under the crowd's watchful eyes, his brush moved like a dragon and snake, and he finally wrote several large characters on the sheet of rice paper.

"Favorable Winds and Timely Rains"

As Jing Pu calmed his mind and wrote, Dao Intent slowly and inadvertently flowed from his body. Already eye-catching to begin with, he now drew many onlookers under the blessing of all that Dao Intent.

Jing Pu took nearly half a minute to write those four large characters. During that half-minute, an extraordinary radiance seeped from his body, like the sun, moon, and stars turning as the constellations shifted, revealing an air of mystery. Many people around him repeatedly exclaimed in amazement, wondering which High Immortal he was.

After Jing Pu set down his brush, he handed the calligraphy to the innkeeper's wife, whose cheeks were flushed and whose eyes brimmed with springtime desire as she looked at him.

"Sister, are you satisfied?"

After receiving the calligraphy with both hands, the innkeeper's wife nodded again and again in excitement.

"Satisfied. Naturally, I'm satisfied."

Seeing that she was satisfied, Jing Pu felt that he had repaid the favor for those buns. But... he was stifled!!

Jing Pu was fucking stifled!!

After three years of bitter cultivation in Void Space, Jing Pu had already envisioned a hundred scenes of himself showing off!

The times have changed, old man. Is that all? The three-year pact? Not worth waiting for...

He had even planned which occasions to use all those lines in.

But in the end... fucking hell, he had been dropped straight into a world of immortal cultivation!!

So what fucking use did all his skills have here?!!

Jing Pu was now fucking wondering whether he had walked through the wrong door back then.

Had he transmigrated to the wrong place?! Fuck!!

Meanwhile, Ling An'an, high above Qinghe Town, stared at the scene below in complete stupor.

Ling An'an had seen everything that had just happened, especially the moment Jing Pu finished writing "Favorable Winds and Timely Rains," when a surge of Dao Charm burst forth!

Ordinary mortals and low-realm cultivators could not sense that Dao Charm, but Ling An'an, a Core Formation expert only one step away from entering the Golden Core realm, noticed it at once!

Even from so far away, Ling An'an could clearly feel just how profound the Dao Charm within that calligraphy was!

With merely one distant glance, her cultivation realm, which had not advanced for many years, suddenly loosened slightly. Faintly, she felt an urge to break through.

If she could take that calligraphy and properly contemplate it, then wouldn't she... immediately become a Golden Core powerhouse?!

Just how terrifying was this senior's realm... To achieve something like this with nothing more than ordinary paper and brush...

Ling An'an dearly wanted to look again, but the innkeeper's wife had already put it away as if she had obtained the most precious treasure.

Ling An'an found it deeply regrettable.

Looking at Jing Pu's back, Ling An'an took a deep breath, then looked very solemnly at Chen Pingping beside her.

"That senior great power is down there. In a moment, remember not to speak too much or talk out of turn. If you anger this senior, even our master won't be able to save you!!"

Chen Pingping froze, then understood how serious this was and immediately nodded again and again. However... after a moment of hesitation, Chen Pingping suddenly looked at Jing Pu below and said:

"But Sister An'an, is that senior really that young man below? It seems like... there isn't any True Qi fluctuation coming from him at all."

At Chen Pingping's words, Ling An'an widened her beautiful phoenix eyes and said:

"What do you know? This senior great power is wandering the mortal world for amusement, so naturally he does not want others to know his identity. All right, when we go down, do not speak recklessly. Just follow behind me."

Chen Pingping immediately nodded as fast as a chick pecking rice.

At last, after steadying her emotions and taking several deep breaths, Ling An'an put away her Flying Sword and descended.