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Beyond the Ten Thousand Worlds, in Heavenly Dao Space.

"Giving away your fortune?!"

Yue Zhen's eyes widened bit by bit, until he could scarcely believe his ears.

Tai Shang and Heavenly Good Fortune—ever since he could remember, the two had always been bound together.

Not only him; throughout the entire Four Saints Galaxy, whenever Tai Shang was mentioned, the first thing anyone thought of was always "Heavenly Good Fortune"!

That label even overshadowed Tai Shang's Ninth Order martial path, and even his status as a Canglong Councillor.

This was not prejudice, but a fact everyone had witnessed with their own eyes.

In a mere thirty thousand years, Tai Shang had turned danger into safety at every turn, encountered one fortuitous chance after another, claimed the title of Son of the Azure Dragon, reached the Ninth Order of martial cultivation, and ascended to the Four Saints Council.

What he had relied on was precisely this "Heavenly Good Fortune"!

And now...

Tai Shang had given away his "Heavenly Good Fortune"?!

Yue Zhen rubbed his eyes, still unable to believe it, his gaze scrutinizing the young monk before him with all his might.

Yet no matter how he looked, he could find not the slightest problem.

That familiar, innocent smile—the smile that belonged to Suixin—was right there on the other man's face.

And Suixin had no reason to deceive him!

"Brother Yue, there is no need to be so surprised. This 'fortune' is not as wonderful as you imagine."

Suixin gently shook his head, his words carrying deeper meaning.

"All gifts bestowed by Fate have long since had their prices secretly marked."

His words were like a spark of spiritual light falling into Yue Zhen's mind.

His gaze lowered to the shattered jade pendant on the ground, and his thoughts surged like rolling