The Power of the World's Favor

The most important thing in practicing magic is not chanting spells or casting spells, but finding a suitable place to practice.

For example, when practicing the Tomb Sutra, people would turn over and cross mountains to chant the Tomb Sutra.

For example, Rong Tianding's practice of the scriptures was ineffective wherever he practiced, but strange phenomena occurred when he practiced in Chang'an City. Dong Zhongshu also experienced a similar situation.

Jin Chang chose the King of Huainan's Household's residence as the site for his Buddhist practice.

Zhang Xuezhou sought out the place where the Gaozu Emperor slew the dragon to cultivate his cultivation techniques.

This is where Emperor Gaozu began his rise to power, and also the starting point of the Great Han Dynasty.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't aspire to reach a high level in his skills; he only sought to achieve what he needed.

The art of strategy was his way of changing his destiny, not his way of becoming powerful; therefore, it was a secondary discipline.

He stood on the green rock, looking at the long nail that King Liang had erected.

The nail, nearly as thick as an arm, was firmly embedded in the dragon's head, while seventy-two reversed half-ounce coins were buried around it.

This matches the number of 108 Banliang coins placed face up in the tomb of the King of Liang, forming a harmonious combination of Earthly Fiends Heavenly Gang.

The hole in the half-ounce coin resembles water spitting from a dragon's mouth, with a slow, continuous aura of the underworld emanating from it.

The breath turned into mist, and the mist turned into water, thus giving rise to the Yellow Springs Poisonous Water, which exists but is difficult to touch.

Zhang Xuezhou will not tamper with the arrangement by Liang Wang to draw the Yellow Springs water. If he does anything rash, the magic-controlling ring he carries will lose its effect, making it difficult for him to escape from the Yellow Springs water.

He was searching for the dragon's head, which was nailed down with long spikes.

"This must be the special Spiritual Qi needed for cultivating and manipulating techniques!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached out and scooped up the long nail, feeling as if he were holding up specks of golden light.

He read the contents of "Zaiyou" in a low voice, and felt golden light penetrating into his body.

Among the strange phenomena condensed by the Boundary Technique, a few more strands of starlight appeared in the sky.

This is a different scene from practicing the Tomb Scripture. The Tomb Scripture may exert the power of hope brought by the technique, which is a one-time use. However, the technique guided by "Zaiyou" is in harmony with the physical body and the realm technique, thereby guiding the individual toward possible prosperity.

Zhang Xuezhou suddenly realized the difference between the two cultivation techniques.

The former is a one-time, forceful attack, while the latter is a gradual process, making it difficult to become very strong all at once, but its advantage lies in its sustained strength, and it may even have enough conditions to become stronger and stronger.

"Fate is one thing, luck is another; there's a reason why luck is relegated to a secondary, supporting role!"

Life is lifespan. Although living a long time does not prove that one is stronger, those who live longer undoubtedly have more opportunities to try cultivation, which is the primary auxiliary ability for cultivation.

Next, it was time for techniques to come into play.

This includes the Western Sect of merit, which is similar to a second-rate form of fortune-telling, as well as Feng Shui techniques for finding Spiritual Qi sites to aid in spiritual practice.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know how to cultivate his destiny, but at this moment he had undoubtedly taken an extremely important step.

As he chanted the mantra, he felt as if the golden light he grasped with his hands was like quicksand held between the cracks in his palms. The continuous chanting of "Zaiyou" did not allow this drifting golden light to continuously flow into his body.

"They ran out of steam so quickly?"

Zhang Xuezhou was taken aback. He reached out and grabbed the long nail, shaking it. He heard a distant dragon's roar in his ears, and countless golden lights fell like raindrops.

The dense golden light even gave him a sensation like being pricked by needles, but in a short moment, Zhang Xuezhou felt the starlight in the strange phenomenon condensed by the Realm Technique change from several strands to twinkling starlight.

In a short moment, it significantly boosted his magical power.

"Pull it out, and I will grant you the greatest power in the world!"

At the same time, a normal voice came from under the spike.

"Who?" Zhang Xuezhou frowned and shouted.

"My name is Bai. Pull it out, and you will bestow upon me the power I have gathered, making me a favorite of the world!"

"The world's favorite? What does that mean?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"The power you just encountered is the favor of the world. As long as this power is strong enough, you will be able to do whatever you want in this world."

"If this is your power, why haven't you been favored by the world, but instead pinned to the bottom!"

"Because I possess the world's deepest malice, and when malice outweighs favor, my fate is inevitably turbulent!"

"That makes sense!"

As usual, Zhang Xuezhou agreed, already having a vague guess in his mind.

If I'm not mistaken, he may have encountered another immortal being like the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, or a special cultivator like Huang.

Even if their physical bodies are destroyed and they are imprisoned by formations and other objects, these beings survive like cockroaches that are impossible to kill.

However, the existence before us is rather unusual. Perhaps the other party possesses something special, which, if tinkered with, can unleash power suitable for cultivating techniques, making it a blessed land for cultivating techniques.

Where did your malice come from? And where did your favor come from?

After pondering for a few seconds, Zhang Xuezhou asked a very cautious question.

"I... I don't know if there's any malice involved, but my favor is a divine grace bestowed upon me by the heavens and earth," the voice said. "If you're willing to share my power, quickly pull out this iron nail!"

"I can't pull it out!"

Zhang Xuezhou shrugged and shook the thick nail vigorously, indicating that his physical strength was limited.

"How could you get this far and not be able to lift a Law Artifact?" The voice was incredulous.

"Actually, I got in using Law Artifact!"

Zhang Xuezhou brandished the Ring of Control in his hand and then brushed it with the feathers of the Peacock Great Wisdom King.

"That's the bone ring that was stolen from me. How did it end up in your hands...? Very well, it seems that heartless little thief is dead." The voice laughed loudly, "He coveted my power and deceived my trust, ultimately driving this iron nail into my body. Little did he know that I harbor deep malice, yet I also receive favor. His targeting of me will surely lead to a terrible end!"

"That's right!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded perfunctorily, already knowing about the grudges between King Liang and this Bai, and also judging that beings like Bai did not necessarily become wiser with age.

They were deceived by King Liang and even imprisoned by Law Artifact; the other party was almost completely manipulated by King Liang.

Although it's unknown whether King Liang was affected in the reverse direction, Bai's misfortune is a certainty.

Zhang Xuezhou rarely saw a great cultivator fall so unlucky. Even a wild cultivator like Huang had the support of the Tuer tribe, let alone a Daoist Lord, Venerable One, or someone as high and mighty as him.

"Is he really dead?" the voice asked.

"His body was destroyed, his soul and spirit vanished, he was dead beyond any hope of survival," Zhang Xuezhou nodded in reply.

He communicated with the voice, constantly learning about the relevant information.

Some of it was his guess, but some of it was something Zhang Xuezhou didn't understand.

Like the cultivation of demons and humans, the favor the other party mentioned seemed to be related to the art of luck, and Zhang Xuezhou kept steering the conversation in that direction.

He's just someone who comes here to scavenge leftovers; if the owner of this voice has anything of value to take, then King Liang will most likely strip him clean.

After thinking it through, Zhang Xuezhou had no greed in his heart; he simply wanted to ask more questions about these peculiar beings.

"He merely received a portion of the favor bestowed upon him by the Three Realms from me. He bullied someone of my high state while in a weakened state. Even if he could resist for years or decades, he would inevitably suffer a backlash when he encountered someone truly favored by Heaven and Earth," the voice said gleefully. "It's wonderful that he met such an end!"

"Looks like this is karma," Zhang Xuezhou in.

"It's merely a difference in power," the voice corrected. "And the power he possesses is insufficient to overcome this disparity. If he attempts to seize the emperor's favored power to fight against him, he will inevitably be killed by that emperor in the end!"

This being didn't need to ask how King Liang died; it was as if fate had already decided, and the being directly guessed the cause of King Liang's death.

This gave Zhang Xuezhou a slight jolt of fear.

The fate of the King of Liang may well be his fate in the future.