Ye Changge paused at the corner of the restaurant's stairs. The hem of his black robe swept across the smooth wooden steps. He suppressed his deliberately low aura, chose a corner by the window, and sat down. His fingertips tapped the table casually, but his gaze fell on the several cultivators at the next table who were talking loudly.
He has been staying at this restaurant called " Drunken Wind Tavern " for three days.
In the past three days, he used a secret technique to change his appearance. His originally handsome and sharp features became ordinary and mediocre, like Rogue Cultivator that could be seen anywhere on the street. Even the spiritual energy flowing around his body was compressed to the level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. If no one deliberately sensed it, no one would recognize him as Ye Changge, the one who unified the Human Race.
This disguise was intended to avoid unnecessary trouble along the way, but unexpectedly, it led to the discovery of unforeseen news.
" Bing Qing of the Ice Zero Race! She's hailed as a peerless genius, one in a thousand years! It's said she'd already touched the threshold of the Spirit Venerable Realm, and yet she fell to the Fire Zero Race?" Someone clicked their tongue, filled with disbelief. "What's even stranger is that the Ice Zero Race hasn't made a single move. Could it be that they're afraid of the Flame Spirit King of the Fire Zero Race?"
"Fear? Fear, but not entirely." Another person lowered their voice, taking a swig of strong liquor. "I heard from the elders of the clan that Bing Qing's attempt to steal that blue crystal was a private act, and the elders of the Ice Zero Race never approved of it. Now that she's dead, the clan will at most hold a grudge in secret; they certainly won't fight the Fire Zero Race to the death for a dead prodigy."
The intermittent chatter of the crowd reached Ye Changge's ears, causing his hand, which had been holding a teacup, to pause slightly, and his eyes darkened.
The words "blue crystal" were like a pebble thrown into the calm lake of his heart.
Just then, the system's voice suddenly rang in Ye Changge's mind, seemingly casual, yet every word struck a chord in his heart. "Dog host, this crystal is a crystal formed from the condensed fortune of the Human Race. It is a priceless treasure for the Human Race."
"A crystal formed from the condensed fortune of the Human Race?" Ye Changge's heart trembled violently, and even his breathing slowed down.
He had seen many rare and precious materials, but he had never heard of luck being able to condense into a tangible crystal.
Luck is intangible and elusive, difficult to predict, yet it is the foundation of a race's survival. Countless races have fought tooth and nail for a mere sliver of luck, let alone an entire crystal formed from the past luck of the Human Race.
"Since it's related to the fate of the Human Race, then we must take it down." Ye Changge put down his teacup, his knuckles turning slightly white, having already made up his mind.
Although the Human Race is growing stronger under his rule, no one can guarantee that the future will be safe. If they can obtain this Fortune Crystal, it will undoubtedly provide the Human Race with an extra layer of protection.
"Actually, it's not necessary." The system's voice remained calm, revealing no emotion. "After all, the Human Race now has its own destiny; the destiny of the past is just that—the past."
Ye Changge frowned slightly, puzzled. "Isn't luck something that anyone can possess? Why is it divided into past and present?" He had cultivated for hundreds of years, and although his understanding of luck wasn't profound, he knew that luck wasn't divided into old and new, but only by ownership. The system's words left him completely baffled.
"You don't understand this, do you?" The system seemed to chuckle, its tone carrying a hint of explanation, "Luck is determined and condensed according to the lineage of a race."
The Human Race was once the protagonist at the beginning of the world, possessing nine-tenths of the world's fortune. However, they later suffered a great calamity and were wiped out. The Human Race descendants scattered in various places today are merely remnants of the original lineage.
The Human Race you now rule is a new race you single-handedly rebuilt and created from nothing. Its roots are long severed from the original Human Race. The old fortune within this crystal is nothing but a mirage to your current Human Race; it is not only useless but may even bring back some of the calamities of the past.
Ye Changge sat there in a daze. The wind outside the window blew in with the noise of the street, but he only felt silence around him.