A Gift of Fortune

The distance from the very center of the Hunyuan Wuji Array to where the inscription is carved is less than seven li.

For Zhang Xuezhou, who was in a state of flight or even swept up by the tide of Spiritual Qi, this distance was not long and would not take much time.

But in a daze, Zhang Xuezhou felt that after activating all nine of his evasion techniques, he finally crashed to the ground like a piece of wood.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

The sound of Zou Bugui seemed to be both from the horizon and shouting in one's ear.

The voice was noisy and urgent, and even carried a familiar warmth that Zhang Xuezhou found comforting.

A face appeared amidst the dazzling geomagnetic light. Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously, feeling an unusual heaviness in his head, as if it were filled with water.

"He was right in the center of the Spiritual Qi burst, and he was overwhelmed by the impact!"

Daojun's voice came, followed by Zou Bugui's urgent inquiry.

"It's like taking a powerful tonic, but he's taken an overdose!"

Daojun also made an analogy.

"The only saving grace is that he didn't eat himself to the point of bursting. It seems he still has a couple of trump cards up his sleeve," Daojun exclaimed in amazement. "There aren't many people at this level who possess powerful Technique Method; most only acquire one after reaching the Divine Ability Realm!"

"We Yin-Yang School don't have any serious techniques," Zou Bugui a headache. "Besides alchemy, all we do is set up formations!"

"He's not just a descendant of the Yin-Yang School; he possesses at least an important lineage from the Xiang School. Moreover, his flying technique originates from the ' Technique Within the Clouds ' inherited from Lei Ming. If he learns something else, he might be able to handle different situations!"

Daojun shook his head and mentioned the eclectic nature of Zhang Xuezhou's studies, which surprised Zou Bugui.

However, after learning about Zhang Xuezhou's situation from Daojun and receiving his assurance, Zou Bugui felt much more at ease.

No matter how dangerous it was to freeze the Hunyuan Wuji Formation, Zhang Xuezhou had already emerged from that peril.

It seems that Zhang Xuezhou solved the problem in a short time, but if Zhang Xuezhou's acupoint interception is not complete, the attraction and repulsion induced by the three secret places may very well pull Zhang Xuezhou in and crush him into bone powder.

Fortunately, it's all over now.

Seeing the confusion in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes, Zou Bugui stared at him for a while before noticing other changes in Zhang Xuezhou.

As if he had grown up a bit, Zhang Xuezhou's face no longer looked as young as before, but rather more mature.

This time span seems to bring together years of change in just a few minutes.

Although only a few minutes had passed, Zhang Xuezhou seemed to have grown several years older.

This difference made Zou Bugui's heart pound.

It's not a problem for someone who is eighteen or nineteen to look like someone who is twenty-two or twenty-three, but for older people, the effects of such changes can lead to aging and death.

He carefully touched several parts of Zhang Xuezhou's body, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether Zhang Xuezhou's lifespan had been shortened.

"Lord Daoist, is it true that the arts of the Xiangmen sect shorten one's lifespan?" Zou Bugui asked.

"I have never studied physiognomy, nor do I know if it shortens one's lifespan, but it is true that physiognomists have many enemies," the Daoist replied. "Most cultivators in the physiognomy sect also die relatively young."

Zou Bugui examined Zhang Xuezhou's appearance, and Daojun also clearly saw Zhang Xuezhou's current appearance.

Compared to a few quarters of an hour ago, Zhang Xuezhou's appearance has indeed matured considerably; he's almost a completely different person.

"He has some 'luck,' but it doesn't seem to be much. Now he's probably entering a period of backlash!"

Considering Zhang Xuezhou's repeated missteps and current predicament, Daojun believes that Zhang Xuezhou's "luck" has reached its lowest point and he should withdraw from the limelight.

If it weren't for good fortune, Zhang Xuezhou would have been dead long ago, leaving not even a trace of dust.

However, the fact that Zhang Xuezhou 'Zhang Xuezhou luck was insufficient to maintain his original state only indicates that the luck within him had been exhausted, and he was now just an ordinary person, or even less fortunate than the average person.

"This is his 'luck,' but it's also our luck!"

Traveling with or forming relationships with those who are blessed with good fortune will obviously allow you to share in the corresponding benefits.

Daojun didn't gain much, but at least he fulfilled the Venerable One's request, and in doing so, he would obtain the Venerable One's Yang Soul Transformation Technique.

If someone were like the Nine Spirits Lion, unable to see through the truth and plotting to kill Zhang Xuezhou, it might have triggered some unexpected situation, leading to a situation where all the gains outweighed the losses.

The power of 'luck' is unfathomable, but like the general trend, anyone who goes against the trend will suffer a crushing defeat, while only those who go with the trend can leap over the dragon gate and ride the waves of 'momentum' to continuously rise.

"Unfortunately, the Incantation Technique are too dark, and the concept of 'luck' that Jiang Shang mentioned is almost entirely beyond our reach!"

As a form of Incantation Technique described with terms like darkness and gloom, this kind of magic is naturally disliked by 'fate'.

Daojun had tried to cultivate his luck before, but no matter how he cultivated, he could not sense it.

There are only so many methods for cultivating luck in the world. Although Daojun has never cultivated luck, he is familiar with the art of luck.

He couldn't see any trace of magic in Zhang Xuezhou.

It's as if the other person was instilled with 'luck' out of thin air.

Daojun liked this kind of 'luck' that came out of nowhere.

If he could, he hoped to replicate that success, even if it was just for a fleeting moment of glory, it would be better than a mediocre existence.

He pondered for a few seconds before pointing at Zhang Xuezhou.

As if suppressed for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou's wrist veins were cut open, and blood gushed out like a fountain, reaching a height of several feet.

"Daojun..."

"It's alright, it just makes him feel less uncomfortable and helps him regain his senses. His body is very strong right now, he won't care about this little bit of Blood Qi!"

Zou Bugui asked in fear, but Daojun waved his hand and pointed at Zhang Xuezhou.

Zou Bugui noticed that Zhang Xuezhou eyes had been fixed blankly, suddenly became alert and his eyes darted around.

"My head is full of water!" Zhang Xuezhou muttered. "Can't you drill a hole in my head too?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you'll die if you get a hole in your head!" Zou Bugui hurriedly protected him.

"Don't worry, he's just not fully conscious right now. I won't drill a hole in his head!"

Daojun shook his head, then squatted down and looked directly at Zhang Xuezhou.

"Let me ask you, where does the 'luck' within you come from? How did you acquire it?"

At this moment, the Venerable One and the Nine Spirits Lion were absorbing the rich Spiritual Qi spewed from the earth's veins, but the Dao Lord ignored this fortuitous opportunity after relinquishing it.

If Zhang Xuezhou could reveal the truth, what he gained would definitely be more than what he gained from this Spiritual Qi tide.

"My 'luck'? What 'luck'?"

"Luck is a special kind of power that allows you to overcome risks and make your wishes come true," Daojun explained. "You have the power of 'luck' within you!"

"I have practiced the Scripture of the Grave!"

"If your ancestors didn't have several lords of Sacred Land, the ancestral scriptures can't protect you from the Primordial Chaos Formation," the Daoist Lord said. "Did any of your ancestors have peerless experts?"

"It seems not!"

"So where did you get your 'luck' from?"

In the Daoist Lord's eyes, a strange phenomenon appeared withered vines, and countless stars seemed to circulate in the sky.

He gazed intently at Zhang Xuezhou, trying to discern the answer in Zhang Xuezhou's heart.

"I don't know if it was Emperor Jing who sent me this 'luck'!"

"You can deliver 'goods'? How do you do it? I've never heard of delivering 'goods' before?"

Zhang Xuezhou's answer stemmed from his inner thoughts and was also the true answer that Daojun needed.

But this answer surprised Daojun somewhat.

He only felt that as times progressed, even the techniques of "luck" had changed.

He gave it to me before he died!

Zhang Xuezhou muttered under his breath.

His eyes were bright yet shrouded in a misty haze, as if he had lost himself beneath a sky full of stars.

It wasn't until he squeezed the Bashe Eye pouch hanging at his waist and a bright moon flashed through his mind that Zhang Xuezhou fully came to his senses.