Chapter 1094: Seizing Destiny

Liu Qingxian followed her gaze. She saw nothing in her line of sight and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Can it be better luck than Jiang Fan's?"

In her opinion, Jiang Fan's luck was already incredibly heaven-defying. Step by step, he had risen from having no spiritual root in Solitary Boat City to being somewhat famous in Taicang Great State. He even brought those around him to prosperity. Such luck must be rare in the world, right?

Yue Mingzhu shook her head. "Our husband's luck is very complex. It has both good and bad omens, and it's hazy and full of uncertainty. But the person next to him, their luck is like a rainbow, comparable to a chosen one."

Liu Qingxian tilted her head and asked, "What do you mean, 'luck like a rainbow'?"

Yue Mingzhu thought for a moment. Raising her little finger, she said, "This is our husband's luck." She then pointed to the Green Steed Mountains behind them. "And this is that person's luck."

Liu Qingxian's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at the Green Steed Mountains in shock. "Is it that exaggerated?"

Yue Mingzhu replied with a face full of awe, "Not at all exaggerated. I feel like the combined luck of all living beings in our Taicang Great State might not be as much as his alone."

Liu Qingxian was utterly stunned. No wonder Yue Mingzhu used the phrase "chosen one" to describe him. This luck was simply outrageous! She immediately felt annoyed. "Isn't that too unfair? Why does Jiang Fan have so little, and that person so much?"

Yue Mingzhu was also quite displeased. Why should his luck be more than her man's? Suddenly, she seemed to discover something and showed surprise.

"Wait a minute! This person's luck is a bit off. Normally, a person's luck is fixed and unchanging, unless one cultivates a technique like my 'Son of Heaven's Qi-Observing Art' to seize others' luck. However, this person's luck is flowing away. And the direction it's flowing is towards our husband!"

Liu Qingxian asked in surprise, "Are you saying our husband is absorbing his luck?"

Yue Mingzhu crossed her arms over her chest, supporting her rounded, perky breasts, and smiled. "Exactly! This person might be our husband's lucky star."

Thinking of this, her eyes twinkled, and she mischievously smiled. "Since he's our husband's lucky star, he probably wouldn't mind if I also took a bit of his luck, right? If I can take a bit, then taking a little more and sharing some with Sister Qingxian would also be reasonable, wouldn't it? If we all have some, we can't possibly leave out Fairy Yunshang and Demon Empress Nuxin, can we?" She immediately activated a secret technique, opened her mouth towards the rapidly disappearing vast luck, and gently inhaled.

Immediately, a wisp of multicolored clear qi, visible only to her, peeled away from Wang Chongxiao's body and floated above the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. The clear qi divided into four, integrating into the bodies of the four women.

"Did we seize it? There's no change, though?" Liu Qingxian didn't notice any changes in her body. Nothing unusual happened around them either.

Yue Mingzhu also seemed unsure. "This is my first time seizing someone's luck. I'm not sure what changes will occur after seizing it."

Just as she was speaking, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the sky. The two women looked up. A small, glowing red alchemy furnace fell from the sky, sparking as it descended. Finally, with a crash, it landed right at their feet. The furnace lid was shaken off, revealing its contents.

Four golden sixth-grade spiritual pills lay quietly inside. Liu Qingxian's eyes went wide as she stared blankly. "Are the benefits of luck this simple and unadorned? Things just fall from the sky right at your feet?"

Yue Mingzhu's small face was also filled with astonishment. "So, when a person's luck is extremely strong, treasures will just fall on them even when they're walking down the street. What kind of bitter life was I living before?" Her eyes turned red with jealousy over Wang Chongxiao's luck. Then, she thought, what was there to fear when she had the 'Son of Heaven's Qi-Observing Art'? If she ever ran out of resources in the future, she would just grab Wang Chongxiao and absorb a few more breaths of his luck. After absorbing it, she would just lie down and wait for treasures to fall from the sky. At this moment, a brand new world of possibilities slowly opened before her!

Meanwhile, in the easternmost part of Taicang Great State, high above the sky, a middle-aged figure, shrouded in dual ice and fire energies, with a faint divine halo behind his head, stood. He radiated an unparalleled demonic aura, making the entire sky tremble. But at this moment, he was staring blankly at the gradually disappearing void crack before him. A trace of bewilderment appeared in his eyes. "My furnace of Ice-Fire Divine Pills... the pills and the furnace, ran off by themselves?"

On his shoulder, a spherical flame pearl the size of an eyeball floated. It spoke in a childlike voice, "Master. What happened? That guy was running, and then he suddenly tripped, and the furnace fell into the void crack? Isn't that too much of a coincidence?"

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky and said, "It's not a coincidence; it's destiny."

The flame pearl asked, "Destiny? So are we still looking for them?"

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and looked forward, where a stumbling figure flickered in and out of view. His left eye gleamed with cold light, and his right eye was filled with flames. "Since it's destiny, let the four Ice-Fire Divine Pills go; they have their own masters. However, this Nine-Orifice Nascent Soul who stole the divine pills should pay the price for it! Also, that Evil Crow Venerable who tried to capture me half a year ago to refine me into a Yin corpse, he's from Taicang Great State too, right? Since I've come to Taicang Great State, I'll settle both scores at once!"

At the Jian Family plaza:

"Weishuang, you seem to have something on your mind." A twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old youth, tall and handsome, retracted his Nascent Soul power.

Jian Weishuang stumbled back a few steps, the crimson in her eyes receding like a tide. She cupped her hands and said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Zong. I'm fine." The young man before her was a monstrously powerful expert from the Divine Movement Sect, one of the Seven Great Sects: Zong Chaosheng. His cultivation had reached the terrifying level of a Seven-Orifice Nascent Soul! He was one of the Eighteen Prodigies of Taicang. The "Eighteen Prodigies of Taicang" refers to the eighteen universally acknowledged strongest young prodigies and kings in Taicang Great State. Their ages range between twenty and thirty years old. They are the most likely individuals to awaken from the Nascent Soul madness and ascend to the God Transformation stage. At least, every God Transformation realm expert in the past was born from the successive generations of Taicang's Eighteen Prodigies. It's rare for anyone outside this group to defy fate and change their destiny. It's no exaggeration to say that they are the strongest torchbearers of Taicang Great State. Each of them possesses infinite potential.

Zong Chaosheng comforted her, "Are you worried about your clan's battle corpse, which is why you're not focused on sparring? What's done is done; regret and worry are useless. You should look forward."

Jian Weishuang raised her willow-leaf eyebrows. She wondered why Zong Chaosheng, who usually had no dealings with her, would suddenly visit the Jian family. He even made himself at home, inviting her to spar and guide her cultivation. And now he was speaking kindly and showing concern. It turned out he was subtly trying to inquire about the truth of the battle corpse's disappearance. A sharp glint flashed in her eyes. Before her grandfather returned, she wouldn't casually reveal clan secrets. With a flicker of her beautiful eyes, she said, "Battle corpse? What about the battle corpse? I'm distracted because I encountered a very powerful peer, and my state of mind was affected." She casually used Jiang Fan as a shield.