Chapter 114

If Wen Ziheng had not been bursting with fortune and stumbled upon extraordinary opportunities time and again, while Feng Changdong suffered from the Blood Gu and struggled to cultivate, how could Wen Ziheng possibly have measured up to Feng Changdong?

And if Yu Mingxuan had not had Wen Ziheng's protection, then joined Venerable Qianshan as a disciple after Wei Huai's accident and embarked on a string of extraordinary opportunities of her own, how could she have matched Wei Huai's brilliance?

Even Xiang Rongxi, a talented disciple of the Heavenly Evolution Sword Sect, had seen the radiance that should have been his dim while Yan Qingsui was still alive.

Did that mean the so-called Child of Fortune was merely buried beneath the brilliance of countless other Children of Fortune? If those before him had not stepped aside, what chance would he have had?

Understanding suddenly dawned on Qiao Ranran. The scattered starlight she had seen in the Star-Pulling Chart had been affecting her all along. Now, with this epiphany, it burst forth, and she was on the verge of advancing.

"Holy shit," Yan Qingsui blurted. The others wore complicated expressions too.

The most conflicted were the advance party who had run into Qiao Ranran's group. They had been trembling, convinced they were about to be dealt with. Yet before they had even met eyes, the least conspicuous girl in the other group was about to advance?

Only by comparison did the difference become clear.

An epiphany was something others could only stumble upon by chance, yet Qiao Ranran had one just like that.

Pei Ling narrowed his eyes and swept a hand out. Several formations descended, shielding Qiao Ranran layer upon layer.

Advancing was a good thing, but cultivators were vulnerable during the process. Even a minor disturbance could cause them