Luck

Yun Zhi held the slip of paper left behind by Gray Doudou, lost in thought. "The Gray Fairy has been killing those in the know with such frequency, yet she has never made a move against Senior Ao Ling or my junior brother. "Senior Ao Ling is easy to explain. When the Gray Fairy tried to kill Senior Ao Ling back in the Xinhuo Dynasty, her attacks were warded off numerous times by the dragon-pattern bracelet. Now that the dragon-pattern bracelet is fully charged and possesses the power to traverse space, the Gray Fairy knows that ambushing or trapping Senior Ao Ling would be exceedingly difficult. "So why has she never moved against Junior Brother? "Could it be she knows that if she targets him, misfortune will inevitably befall her?" Yun Zhi pondered for a moment, then discarded the notion. If the Gray Fairy had known how dangerous Junior Brother was, she never would have attacked him at the Sword Pavilion. "Is it because she inherited the Immortal Fairy’s luck, instinctively steering clear of the worst possible choice? "At the Sword Pavilion, if the Gray Fairy had chosen to finish off Junior Brother first before dealing with Ying Tian's corpse, she would have been doomed. "Indeed. She originally was the Senior Fairy, so possessing the Senior Fairy's luck is only natural." To put her theory to the test, Yun Zhi carved out a concealed pocket dimension beside the fourth death-row convict and hid inside. By all rights, Gray Doudou should not have been able to sense Yun Zhi. Yet throughout the entire time Yun Zhi remained hidden in the pocket dimension, Gray Doudou never struck. It was only after Yun Zhi departed the pocket dimension and traveled far away that Gray Doudou killed the convict. "It truly is a matter of luck. "It seems dealing with the Gray Fairy will require luck even greater than hers." Ceasing her torment of Gray Doudou, Yun Zhi departed the small hill. *** The world at large only knew that the power of the sun had grown stronger, but virtually no one knew why. The Shining Sun Cult, however, fell squarely into the "virtually no one" category. "A sudden surge in the power of the sun means one of its seals has undoubtedly been broken!" The senior leaders of the Shining Sun Cult were ecstatic. What did this signify? It proved that their recent endeavors in the solar energy industry had earned the mysterious favor and approval of the sun itself! Granted, an expert had indeed unsealed one layer of the sun's seals, but looking at it another way, why hadn't it been unsealed at any other time? Why did it happen precisely when the solar energy industry was booming like wildfire? There were no coincidences in this world; everything was guided by the unseen hand of Heaven. "This is divine revelation! The sun is telling us to spare no effort in developing the solar energy industry!" Although their inspection tour of the Imperial City had not gone smoothly and had nearly cost them their lives, under Mu Baiyi's persuasion, the two cults had reached an accord, agreeing to use the Imperial City as a launchpad to build out the solar energy industry. By now, they had already produced solar-powered lamps, solar water heaters, and other products, all receiving rave reviews. "Speaking of which, that our solar lamps could be popularized so smoothly is truly thanks to whoever inexplicably bought up that massive hoard of candles. That caused a candle shortage on the market, prompting many commoners to give our solar products a try!" one Shining Sun Cult elder remarked wistfully, feeling they had chosen the right path. In the past, they had spent every waking hour dreaming of ascending to the sun, facing endless hardships and burning untold numbers of people to death. Now that they had shifted to developing the solar energy industry, everything had taken a turn for the better. "Furthermore, the Nine Nether Cult has been extraordinarily invested in collaborating with us, racking their brains to promote our products," Cult Master Chi remarked. He found Mu Baiyi and Shi Huagu particularly admirable. The two studied marketing tactics day and night, acting with lightning speed—such as rolling out advertisements through Dream Bubbles. Sincere, wholehearted cooperation between two major demonic cults was something completely unimaginable in the past. *Breaking the sun's seal... couldn't have been done by the Ancient Heavenly Court, could it?* Cult Master Chi suddenly had this fleeting thought. Though he lacked any proof, the hunch abruptly welled up within him. Cult Master Chi frequently counted his blessings for having pledged allegiance to the Ancient Heavenly Court early on. With their assistance, his influence within the Shining Sun Cult had grown by the day. Now, with the first seal on the sun undone, the strength of every member in the Shining Sun Cult had grown by leaps and bounds. He even felt confident enough to attempt an assault on the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, becoming a truly formidable powerhouse and freeing himself from any mortal peril. *** "You're Eldest Senior Sister's fellow villager?" Third Senior Sister Gan Tian circled Yun Mengmeng with great interest. A black cloth was tied across her eyes, blinding her to all sight, yet she seemed to study Yun Mengmeng with rapt curiosity. She had gone traveling in search of musical inspiration and had only returned today, discovering a newcomer on Tianmen Peak. A few inquiries revealed that the newcomer was actually Eldest Senior Sister's fellow villager. Eldest Senior Sister rarely mentioned her homeland; Gan Tian only knew she had been born in a mystical realm and brought out by their master, knowing virtually nothing beyond that. "Quick, tell me, where is Eldest Senior Sister's home, and what does it look like?" When it came to matters concerning Eldest Senior Sister, Gan Tian showed none of the detached serenity she displayed while playing the zither. Lu Yang merely watched from the side without intervening; he was quite curious about Eldest Senior Sister's past as well. Well, excluding any embarrassing history. Yun Mengmeng shook her head vigorously, keeping her lips tightly sealed despite the urge to speak. Little Zhi had warned her never to mention anything about the mystical realm, especially not to the First-in-Command or Second-in-Command. "Sister Mengmeng, just tell us a little," Lu Yang coaxed, using a gentle approach that left Yun Mengmeng visibly wavering. Fortunately, her willpower held firm, and she flatly refused to talk, leaving both Lu Yang and Gan Tian rather dejected. "Little Lu, I heard something happened at the Sword Pavilion. Are you alright?" Suddenly, a familiar voice filled with concern rang out—one they had not heard in a very long time—catching Lu Yang and Gan Tian completely off guard. Master was back! Hadn't it been two whole years since they last saw Master? Daoist Buyu had been far away in the Demon Domain. The moment he heard about the incident at the Sword Pavilion—hearing that Lu Yang had held off Immortal Ying Tian until the battle between two immortals unfolded, only to fall unconscious afterward—he had rushed back immediately. Having reached the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, his cultivation was far beyond what it once was. Countless people wished to find him to no avail, and his flight back had been remarkably smooth. Clan Head Jin was no longer by Daoist Buyu's side. With the proliferation of solar lamps, the candles hoarded by the Qiongqi Clan had become utterly useless. They had no choice but to dump them at rock-bottom prices, suffering severe financial losses. In order to recoup the losses, Clan Head Jin had been forced to temporarily abandon his apprenticeship under Daoist Buyu, rushing back to the Qiongqi Clan to seek a solution. Halfway up Tianmen Peak, before Daoist Buyu even caught sight of Lu Yang, he sensed him bounding about in peak health at the summit, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Little Lu, thank goodness you're alright." Daoist Buyu arrived at the mountain peak, but before he could even utter a second sentence, a fierce, razor-sharp attack came hurtling straight at him, scaring him into hastily dodging aside. "You're the one who took Little Zhi away back then! You still dare show your face!" Yun Mengmeng was incensed the moment she laid eyes on Daoist Buyu, letting out a fierce roar as she lunged right at him. If not for Daoist Buyu showing up and feeding Little Zhi endless stories about how wonderful the outside world was, Little Zhi never would have left the mystical realm, and the two of them wouldn't have been separated for hundreds of years. You bad peach! Daoist Buyu was left completely dazed, unable to make heads or tails of the situation. How had he ended up getting ambushed the moment he set foot on his own turf? Who on earth possessed the sheer audacity to ambush him on Tianmen Peak?