Young Master Zhu looked down at the sea of clouds below.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Fortune, one blessed by fate—truly hard to kill."
"He still escaped this calamity."
"The fortune I can obtain has been reduced by another portion."
He held a jade ruyi in his hand, emerald-green and translucent. Threads of fortune aura coiled around it.
As though it could stir the clouds and mist in the sea of clouds below.
He stared at the ruyi in his hand.
"That Cui Zhen's fortune cannot be allowed to slip away."
"I always feel that this Little Li Heaven is not so simple."
He abruptly changed the subject.
He did not know whom he was speaking to.
Yet the sea of clouds supporting the mountain towers and pavilions suddenly rolled in layer after layer like ocean waves.
An extraordinary phenomenon surged forth.
His gaze was deep and shadowed.
"The fortune of Little Li Heaven seems real, yet unreal."
"If I can obtain it, then compared with the Heavenly Will's favor upon the Hidden Dragon Ranking, it would be an even greater opportunity not to be missed for me now."
In this era of great contention, what it referred to naturally was not the Little Li Heaven within this scroll.
Even the Floating World did not carry enough weight for it.
What his words referred to was naturally the current cultivation world of the Nine Heavens.
With fortune upon one's body, if one could not be said to sail smoothly along the path of cultivation, one could at least avoid the schemes of others as much as possible.
He also knew about the backlash of fortune.
"The fortune here is much the same as that outside."
"However, the fortune upon this Cui Zhen... I always feel