The gale howled in his ears.
With his arms spread wide, Xia Sheng leaped with all his might, already prepared to return to the village and visit Brother Di Zhao's statue.
The abnormal good luck he'd had these past few days was truly out of the ordinary.
It had started with the landslide and the rain, then came the ground collapse and the meteorite... Each incident had been more outrageous than the last.
He felt that even if he'd embedded a Good Luck Monster Soul, he wouldn't have been this lucky.
So this wasn't luck at all. It was more like an invisible hand forcibly pulling him out of danger whenever he was about to face a fatal threat. Several tests in a row had proved it.
There really was some unknown force at work.
That made him extremely curious.
Where did this force come from?
And what was its purpose? Why go to such lengths to protect him?
He couldn't think of an answer.
So he'd chosen the most direct way to solve the problem: when in doubt, ask Guidance.
Guidance's answer confirmed that there really was some hidden force protecting him.
But the question was how to draw it out of hiding.
The other party was so well concealed that it could easily foil ordinary probes by intervening in secret.
That left only one option, the last and most extreme one.
Bet his life.
Since the other party cared so much about his safety...
Then he'd turn up the pressure.
If the hidden force was determined enough to protect him, it would surely intervene more directly when he tried to get himself killed. If it didn't step in...
Then he'd return to Di Zhao, restock, and set off again. It wouldn't be a loss.
Now, suspended in midair,