"Th-this mysterious?" He Pingsheng's mouth fell open. "But I still don't understand!"
He really hadn't understood.
Cheng Siyu had simply mentioned too many things he had never heard of, all in one breath.
Cheng Siyu said, "Actually, I only heard about it from my master!"
"Put it this way: a sect's fortune is invisible and intangible, but it really does exist!"
"For example, a sect with good fortune is more likely to recruit disciples with supreme-grade spiritual roots!"
"Or there might be a slight difference in the chances of its disciples making breakthroughs during cultivation!"
"Of course, people make all this sound incredibly mystical. No one can say exactly how much difference it makes!"
"Rumor has it that some people in the Cultivation World know how to read fortune and can actually see it!"
He Pingsheng nodded.
If it couldn't be seen or touched, there was no way to verify it.
Then He Pingsheng shook his head again. He had absolutely no interest in this [Cloud-Dispelling Talisman].
Before long, a cultivator traded for the Cloud-Dispelling Talisman.
"Everyone!" Hou Muling smiled sweetly. "Our Hou Household is small and has little to its name. This is the only treasure we can offer. The rest is up to you!"
With that, Hou Muling stepped aside.
He Pingsheng lightly swept his divine sense over Hou Muling.
Her cultivation was only at the eighth layer of Qi Refining Stage.
Yet He Pingsheng kept getting the feeling that this woman was far more formidable than her elder brother, Hou Muxian.
"I have a middle-grade spirit artifact called the [Dragon-Capturing Golden Pagoda]. If any fellow Daoist can offer a treasure of comparable value, we can make a trade!"
An elderly man waved his hand, and a small golden pagoda appeared before him.
The little pagoda had three