Inside the Karmic Fortune Pearl
To avoid being tracked, Zhang Xuezhou did not fly directly to the Scarlet Alliance State, but instead chose to stay in Blanpeda City of the Aomeijia Alliance.
"Professor Zhang, do you want me to bleed more? I'm bad at everything else, but I have a lot of blood!"
He also found Grian giving a speech in the center of the parliament.
Zhang Xuezhou only sought out Grien for a blood sacrifice.
Ninety days have passed since the last sacrificial ceremony to Grien, and Zhang Xuezhou has the opportunity to harvest on time.
In any case, it's never wrong to let yourself be blessed with good fortune.
"Not too much, just the right amount!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked up at the imposing figure of Grien.
With just a focused gaze, Zhang Xuezhou could see that Grian was bathed in golden light of fortune, his not-so-tall figure drawing upon the continuous flow of fortune from the Aomeijia Alliance.
Given Grian's situation, he truly is like a crop of chives, constantly growing back after being cut.
He refused to continue bleeding Grean, and even cast a Supreme Purity True Technique over him, which directly erased Grean's wound.
While chanting incantations, Zhang Xuezhou dipped his fingers in blood and drew lines repeatedly. Golden light of fortune began to emerge from the blood, which then transformed into the fortune bead that Xuanming had been longing for.
Touching the lucky golden tortoise he carried behind him, Zhang Xuezhou finally gave up the idea of asking Xuanming a question during the sacrificial ceremony.
He had previously stood Xuanming up, and the Qi Luck Pearl would most likely appease Xuanming's anger or allow him to extract some information. However, his soul was connected to the Void Heaven Palace, and if Xuanming saw this precious treasure, it could very likely cause new problems.
Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou was very curious about the effects of the Luck Bead. The fact that someone of Xuanming's high position could lower himself to pursue the Luck Bead meant that its effects were likely quite good.
He held the ball of fortune, condensed into a golden bead, in his hands. The light in his eyes gradually faded, patches of darkness appeared, and everything around him gradually disappeared. The dragon-fish form began to replace his physical body.
Once Zhang Xuezhou's Fortune Body reached the dragon-fish form, it became very difficult for his Fortune Technique to undergo any further qualitative changes.
He absorbs luck or increases the number of differentiated dragonfish phantoms, or repairs the bodies of the defeated, thus enabling him to use the defeated bodies to present a complete form.
If the Luck Bead were to affect Zhang Xuezhou's luck form, Zhang Xuezhou felt it wouldn't bring him much surprise, nor would it be of much use to Xuanming.
"If it's just about acquiring the mysterious and profound essence of luck, there's absolutely no need to use a luck bead!"
The luck bead held in both hands is like a lantern, illuminating the dark luck space.
The luck bead did not merge into the dragonfish form. Zhang Xuezhou swayed the dragonfish body and swam around the luck bead, occasionally exhaling breath.
Like a bubble, Zhang Xuezhou pushed the luck bead, causing it to float high and far, before slowly descending as his movement ended.
What exactly is its purpose?
Time in the space of Fortune Technique differs from that in reality, so Zhang Xuezhou is not worried about the passage of time caused by prolonged mental perception.
"... This is beastly behavior, a violation of human ethics, and deserves to be punished!"
"If you want to condemn Liu Che, you can always find a pretext. He just wants to get rid of Liu Ding. It seems we are in grave danger!"
Only when the familiar voice reached his ears did Zhang Xuezhou's eyes widen as he looked into the Luck Bead.
A five-clawed golden dragon emerged from the Qi Luck Bead, then fiercely slashed at a blue dragon. The golden dragon's attack was devastating, while the blue dragon was practically begging for its neck. It couldn't fight back, and if it didn't, it would be beaten to death.
When Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes again, he saw another golden dragon swaying its body, seemingly uninvolved, maintaining a safe distance while offering its commentary.
The content of their statements proved the identities of the fighters, and even allowed Zhang Xuezhou to directly guess the identities of each party.
"Liu Che's Fortune War strength is inferior to Your Majesty's. Why don't we assist the Prince of Yan and seize this opportunity to kill him outright!"
"Li Shang, stop spouting nonsense! We have received the grace of His Gaozu the Emperor Gaozu, and it is our duty to protect Chang'an and safeguard the Great Han!"
"Your Majesty, Li Shang is right. This emperor is too bloodthirsty; he might turn on us at any moment!"
"He is completely different from the late emperor!"
"The late emperor was kind-hearted and treated all the princes with courtesy. He would only kill them if they directly rebelled. How could he be like Liu Che, who would find a pretext to convict someone and ruin their Fortune Body!"
"With the Prince of Yan's Fortune Body broken, he will inevitably face further accountability from Liu Che, and he probably won't live past seven days!"
"My lords, please do not be hasty. At this moment, Huainan is not capable of shouldering everything. We need to discuss this carefully!"
"But now is a golden opportunity!"
"You don't understand that Red Empyrean Sword!"
Liu An, the King of Huainan, was originally a dragon in his Fortune Body form, but now he has the body of a golden dragon, and his size is no less than that of Emperor Jing in his time.
Sounds emanated from the massive body from time to time, but Zhang Xuezhou could not make out the shapes of the speakers.
Compared to the power of the King of Huainan, the power of King of Huainan others was like fireflies compared to the bright moon, making it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to observe them. However, he overheard the conversation clearly.
Perhaps the shadow cast by Emperor Sword's execution of the King of Liang was too deep, as the Prince of King of Huainan was extremely cautious.
This may not have been the first time the King of Huainan had secretly observed the new emperor, but he never dared to rush in and assassinate King of Huainan.
Like an indifferent spectator, the King of Huainan did not intervene until the Fortune Body Prince Liu Ding of Yan was shattered into pieces.
"Who?"
Seemingly sensing something, the new emperor who had defeated the King of Yan disregarded the defeated's fortune and cautiously surveyed his surroundings, his body moving swiftly to look around.
"Who?"
Someone from the King of Huainan's camp spoke up, attempting to forcibly pull the King of Huainan off the field in order to break the new emperor's Fortune Body. Then, they shouted warily, causing the King of Huainan to quickly raise his head.
"It's an extraterrestrial demon! We've been targeted! Retreat!"
As the head gazed intently, Zhang Xuezhou felt his eyes meet those of the King of Huainan, causing the King of Huainan to turn pale.
The gazes that met his were also those of the new emperor. In contrast to the cautious and rapid retreat of the King of Huainan, the new emperor did not panic. Instead, he kept staring and observing.
"I am the emperor of the Great Han Dynasty in the Southern Jambudvipa Continent. If you are an ancient emperor who cultivates Fortune Technique, I hope to receive your help, and I will provide the assistance you need within my capabilities!"
The new emperor wandered below, constantly glancing upwards. He clearly didn't care about the risks of any Fortune Technique clashes, but instead wanted to directly seek profit.
"There is a vassal king in my country who harbors treacherous intentions. I am not afraid of him in martial arts, but my Fortune Technique abilities are inferior to his. I fear that he might destroy my magical abilities in a desperate situation, so I wish to seek your assistance." The new emperor said politely, "Your strength is unfathomable. With just a little help, I will surely defeat him!"
"It seems I was too hasty!"
The new emperor, having commanded the golden dragon to sway and shake for a long time, received no response and could only retreat in defeat.
The Fortune War scene within the Luck Bead disappeared, then transformed back into a dazzling golden light.
"This bead has actually increased in size by three degrees?"
After all the images disappeared, when Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Qi Luck Bead again, he saw that the bead was three-tenths larger than before.
Zhang Xuezhou knew that the Fortune Technique was unpredictable, but he never imagined that the luck bead would also be unpredictable.
As if it had taken away some of the benefits from the broken body of Prince Yan Liu Ding, the Qi Luck Bead swelled considerably in size.
"Spying?"
"Seize the opportunity?"
"Taking advantage of others and then giving back?"
As the Luck Beads slowly contracted and returned to normal, as if deflated, and golden light began to envelop this space of Fortune Technique, Zhang Xuezhou could already imagine the effects of carrying a bunch of Luck Beads.
Judging from the abilities it currently displays, this is likely a powerful tool for cultivating Fortune Technique. Perhaps it can target a certain emperor, or perhaps it can search for the Fortune War currently taking place, like a parasite obtaining the spoils of Fortune War from the opponent, thus being able to make contact through observation and then take a share of the spoils.
This effect left Zhang Xuezhou somewhat disappointed, since he had no intention of specifically cultivating his physical body, but only wanted to ensure his luck and avoid risks.
Everything in the Fortune Technique space eventually vanished like bubbles, and Zhang Xuezhou's eyes regained their clarity, allowing the realities of life to come into view.
When Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Grian before him, he felt as if something within him had been subtly altered.