Luck was a mysterious thing.
It could neither be explained nor understood, yet it brought people good fortune.
Take Tang San. In the original story, the Clear Sky Sect was not weak. From birth, he possessed Twin Martial Souls, protectors to guide his path, a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast waiting for him, and even the Sea God's divine seat and the Asura God's divine seat.
Then there was Huo Yuhao ten thousand years later. His luck was even greater, but unfortunately, he was schemed against by Tang San and ultimately became a dog.
Now, the Asura God himself had placed luck upon Little Bastard.
"Hmm... not safe enough."
"Douluo Continent... I'll use some of your luck as well."
"With two strands of luck combined, Tang San, I hope you won't disappoint me."
"I don't want to stay in this God Realm for another moment."
The Asura God King shook his head. In this shitty God Realm, if he wanted to improve further, he could only leave.
"Hm? Why is Tang Hao's wife so ugly?"
"And why did they elope..."
"Eloping is one thing, but his wife is even a Soul Beast."
"Is there something wrong with Tang Hao's brain?"
The Asura God King was utterly dumbfounded.
After finally choosing a family he liked, how had things turned out like this?
No!
A thought flashed through the Asura God King's mind. He looked at himself and could not help letting out a self-mocking laugh.
In this appearance, he seemed to be only slightly better-looking than that fellow.
"Without sufficient physical strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear my inheritance."
"If there isn't enough physical strength, there needs to be a sheath to share the burden."
"A gorilla is no problem. In the end, flesh and skin are nothing but dry