Refining the Fortune Pawn Gu

Having made up his mind, Bai Yu did not idle away the remaining two days. He went straight into seclusion.

Yan Lingxi had been right. His fortune was already developing toward a negative cycle. The situation was exceedingly dangerous—if misfortune struck again and again, he would only become even more unlucky, and his troubles would multiply.

If this continued, his fortune would only grow darker and darker. There was no way he could gather the materials for the Heaven-Blest Fortune Gu anytime soon. None of those heading into the Cold Palace Tomb this time were decent people, and their cultivation was terrifyingly high. He could not allow bad luck to drag him down any further.

Therefore, to eliminate this hidden danger, the best solution was first to stabilize his own fortune.

The most direct way to stabilize one's fortune was still through Gu insects capable of increasing fortune. But with so little time, it was already too late to design a Gu insect from scratch. This time, Bai Yu intended to refine one that Guan Yue had given him before he arrived upstream.

Because this Gu was exceptionally special, Bai Yu had never made up his mind before. But now, he had no other choice. Only by refining it would he have a chance to stabilize this hidden danger.

Within the quiet chamber, Bai Yu sat cross-legged on a stone bed, adjusting his condition. With a turn of his palm, a pitch-black scroll appeared in his hand. At its center were three twisted ancient crimson characters.

"Fortune Pawn Gu!"

He exhaled heavily. The scroll floated up and slowly unfurled before Bai Yu. As he released his soul power, the densely packed tiny characters transformed into a vast stream of information that poured directly into his mind.

"Fortune Pawn Gu: a