Luck really could do anything sometimes. Combine it with Instant Movement, and it was unbeatable. No one could get away.
"Fine, I can help you, but how?"
Compared to Su Xin Sect inviting him to join the Anti-Flowing Camp Faction, he'd rather work with Bu An.
The Anti-Flowing Camp Faction seemed to share his position—they were both against the Main Dao—but who could guarantee they wouldn't kill him first to gain an advantage in their fight against the Main Dao?
His goal was to lead Human Civilization to victory over the Main Dao, not to perish alongside it or help the Anti-Flowing Camp Faction.
However he looked at it, the Anti-Flowing Camp Faction seemed quite likely to do exactly that.
Working with Bu An was much the same. The man was selfish, and the more openly he showed it, the easier he was to trust.
Bu An was delighted. "You agree?"
"If I say yes, you're not going to make me unlucky, are you?"
"Why would it be that scary? Rumors really are terrifying. Don't worry. As long as I'm far enough away from you, you won't have any bad luck."
"Good. Then let me put it this way: I don't object."
"You're awfully cautious. Fine, this is simple from here. I'll go find Su Xin Sect and keep it occupied. Wait about a hundred years, then report an Inverse Ancient Point. You don't have to tell me when you report it. That guy will definitely have the bad luck to run into the Inverse Ancient Point you report. I'm confident of that."
Lu Yin had thought he would need to contact Bu An and coordinate the timing with him.
He hadn't expected that to be unnecessary.
Luck was terrifying, whether it was good or bad.
Come to think of