Fantasy: Winning Big—All My Disciples Have Systems
Chapter 1024

Mystic Bone Dao Physique

1,353 words5 min read0 views2d agoSource
Next

It was nearing evening.

The teleportation array within the Shen Clan began to operate busily.

The various forces invited have begun to arrive the day before the gambling battle.

The Shen Clan had already prepared a place to entertain guests from all sides.

"The Shen Clan has made excellent preparations this time; they seem genuinely confident," a guest remarked with a laugh as they walked along the road.

"It's hard not to have confidence; after all, they have a hundred chances. Even if they just grind it out, that's enough." Someone else smiled, then shook their head.

"I just don't know what the Withering and Flourishing Sect is thinking."

"Perhaps," Human Dao.

"The Withering and Flourishing Sect has also produced an exceptionally talented individual, or perhaps they've brought in outside help."

"That possibility cannot be ruled out, but if it's an outside aid player, everyone basically knows what their background is like. Even if the Withering and Flourishing Sect wins, they still won't be able to stand firm."

"Who knows?" someone waved their hand and said.

"We're just here to watch the show. These are issues for both sides to consider. We're happy as long as we enjoy the spectacle."

"What you say makes a good point. Never mind, I won't think about it anymore."

"It seems everyone is negative about whether our senior brother can win."

Inside a tavern on the street, Zhong Ming listened to the conversation of outsiders and chuckled.

Mu Fan shook his head:

"That's perfectly normal. If they all favored Senior Brother Gu, I'd actually feel a little uncomfortable."

After a pause, Mu Fan looked at Xiao Ye and said:

"Come to think of it, this kind of thing feels more suited to you."

Xiao Ye was taken aback, looking at Mu Fan with confusion:

Why did you say that, Second Senior Brother?

Mu Fan pointed to his head:

"Intuition."

Xiao Ye tried to think it over, but then gave up. He glanced at Shen Wenxi beside him and thought to himself:

"What I need to do seems to be something that can't be solved by force."

A thought flashed through my mind, and then the system spoke:

"Rest assured, my lord, we will Tongtong help you in the crucial moment."

"Thank you in advance, Tongtong."

While Xiao Ye was pondering, Zhong Ming looked at Shen Wenxi and started a conversation:

"Speaking of which, the Shen Clan has existed for so long, they should have some kind of mausoleum, right?"

Shen Wenxi nodded and looked at Zhong Ming.

"To go in and pay respects to their remains, one must need certain status or qualifications, right?" Zhong Ming asked again.

A look of surprise flashed across Shen Wenxi's face.

From Xiao Ye's perspective, she naturally knew what this Junior Brother Zhong liked.

But I never expected the wording to be so euphemistic.

"This might be a bit difficult, but I might be able to help; it just will take some time."

Zhong Ming's expression shifted, and he smiled:

"If that's the case, then this is troublesome."

Lu Changzhi watched the conversation Jingjing, feeling quite gratified.

"It is truly a blessing to have such proactive disciples."

Time flies, and the day of the betting battle has arrived.

This betting contest invited a large number of people. The Shen Clan used a formation to arrange the contest, so that all attendees could observe it from any of the buildings.

However, even so, the vast majority of people still chose to go to the event in person.

"The last time there was such a lively scene was probably the last time..."

Looking at the sea of people that seemed to fill almost the air, Lu Changzhi pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

I forgot.

By sending out one's thoughts, one can hear the conversations of others.

Nothing more than that; it all revolves around the situations on both sides, and is mixed with all sorts of speculation.

There is even speculation that the relationship between the Shen Clan and Liu Clan is now somewhat unusual.

Lu Changzhi could only chuckle to himself at this statement.

As far as he knew, the relationship between the Liu Clan and Shen Clan was probably nothing more than a matter of mutual benefit.

The Shen Clan possesses something that benefits the powerful members of the Liu Clan.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't it be about time for Shen Tianxun, who's been targeted by the Liu Clan, to make his appearance?"

Thinking to himself, Lu Changzhi looked towards the direction of the main seat.

After waiting for about ten more breaths...

Finally, the noise from the crowd subsided.

Shen Clan's figures entered the arena.

Lu Changzhi immediately scanned the area with the system and directly accessed Shen Tianxun's personal information:

[Name]: Shen Tianxun

[Realm]: Proven Dao Realm Seventh Layer

[Qualification]: Middle-Grade Earthly Dao Rank

[Physique]: Mystic Bone Dao Physique [Lower Dao Grade]

[Talent]: Blessed but unable to enjoy it, good fortune can turn into misfortune; prone to making mistakes in important matters; exceptionally gifted.

[Bloodline]: Frenzied Battle Bloodline [Low-Grade Dao Grade]

[Special]: Mystery-Penetrating Brows

"She really is a bit different from others."

Lu Changzhi's heart skipped a beat as he remembered Shen Wenxi's personal information.

Let's pull it up and compare.

Sure enough, as expected of father and daughter, they both have a "[Special]" section.

"Mystic Bone Dao Physique?"

Lu Changzhi spoke softly, then suddenly remembered what Zhong Ming had said earlier, and couldn't help but smile:

"Could this also be a type of Supreme Bone?"

With a thought, he opened the system's information page:

[Mystic Bone Dao Physique]: Dao Grade physique. The rating of this body differs significantly from its actual capabilities. It offers little help in personal cultivation and strength enhancement. However, because the mysterious bones within possess the ability to perceive the profound, it can greatly assist in foreseeing the mysterious, comprehending the profound, and seeing through the mysteries. But since the mysterious bones are not perceived as particularly profound, those who possess this body often find it difficult to unlock their full potential...

"A natural fortune teller?"

Lu Changzhi murmured something, and suddenly understood why the Liu Clan had specified this item.

On the surface, it seems that the more powerful a cultivator is, the more they can comprehend the secrets of heaven, and thus enjoy freedom in the mortal world Transcendent.

But that's just what ordinary people think.

What a person comprehends is like a circle, and what they know is like the area of that circle; the more they know, the larger the area becomes.

Ironically, the most mysterious and profound secret of this world lies precisely at the boundary between the circle and the outside world, which is the circumference of the circle.

The larger the area, the longer the perimeter.

The more you know, the more you'll discover how much you don't know.

While the strong may see far ahead, they can only rely on guesses and cannot be expected to be meticulous in every detail.

But Lu Changzhi's first impression of this body's "mysterious foresight" was that it was a good thing.

"However, as the introduction warned, just because something this good doesn't mean it's easy to find."

A glint flashed in Lu Changzhi's eyes as he looked at Shen Tianxun's face.

Beneath that calm, smiling face, one could vaguely see a deep furrow in her brows.

"I've practically given you the answer, and you're just ignoring it."

Lu Changzhi shook his head secretly.

He estimated that if he had known the purpose and significance of his furrowed brow, this betting contest probably wouldn't have happened.

"However, it seems we can't think of it that way."

Lu Changzhi glanced at the talent:

"His physical body and his Mystery-Penetrating Brows are both his blessings, yet these blessings are also the cause of his misfortune. Now, it is the Liu Clan that is eyeing his eyebrows."

End of Chapter
Prev
NovelSummaries
Next

Explore the wiki

Comments