Based on his analysis of the Fortune Orb, Chen Lin came up with another idea.
The Fortunate Art borrowed against future qi luck to bolster the present, leaving his qi luck depleted once its effects ended, or even driving it into negative numbers. That was what caused the bad luck backlash.
Then could qi luck objects replenish the qi luck he had borrowed?
After thinking for a while, he shook his head.
It was not necessarily impossible, but even if it worked, the quantity of qi luck objects required would be enormous. A few Golden Crabs would be a cup of water against a raging fire. Even three or five Giant Lobsters would probably be useless.
Putting the matter aside, Chen Lin stood up and surveyed his surroundings. He set up a more advanced formation, then began healing his injuries.
The bad luck backlash had begun, and danger could arise at any moment. He had to keep his body in peak condition.
With Grass there, Chen Lin felt much more at ease. He cleared his mind of distractions and focused on expelling the sinister energy left by the Heretic God Blade.
Although this energy was extremely powerful, he practiced a top-tier lightning attribute cultivation technique, which happened to counter it. With the help of large quantities of high-grade pills, he finally restored his body to its original condition after a month.
Chen Lin rose and glanced at the countless monster beast corpses around him, an odd expression crossing his face.
Over the past month, they had endured countless monster beast attacks. The creatures came in every imaginable variety, and their ranks varied widely, from as low as first rank to as high as fifth-rank great monsters.
There had only been one fifth-rank creature, however, and it had only just advanced