He lightly tapped the plus sign, and the same three options appeared.
[First of all time: You have attained ten-turn qi refining, mastered six divine abilities, and surpassed your master Xiao Yuanjun in strength, becoming the new First Qi Refiner of All Time. You possess an innate aura of suppression that can weaken any divine ability or spell by ten to fifty percent, depending on the opponent's standing.] [Same Breath, Connected Branches: You bear fortune from beyond the heavens and the Bian Kingdom's national fortune. Whenever you belong to a faction, regardless of your rank within it, you will receive the blessing of that faction's fortune.] [Fated Bodhisattva: A certain Buddha has cast a glance upon you, granting you a profound affinity with Buddhism. If you sever your worldly ties and devote yourself exclusively to Buddhist cultivation, you may have the opportunity to become a bodhisattva in the future.]
Zhang Yuan scanned the options and first ruled out the third, [Fated Bodhisattva].
Whether becoming a bodhisattva was powerful or not, merely having to renounce the world and become a monk was enough to send him retreating three leagues.
Then there was the second option, [Same Breath, Connected Branches]. Its mechanics were good: wherever he was, whenever it was, he could receive a faction's blessing of fortune.
But... fortune was far too intangible. Even if he truly possessed tremendous fortune, it probably would not do much for him in the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm.
He already had fortune from beyond the heavens, as well as the Bian Kingdom's national fortune. His abundant fortune had long since surpassed that of countless cultivators; even a nation's crown prince or emperor could not compare with him.
Yet what use was that?
Judging by his experiences since transmigrating, so-called fortune was no different