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Chapter 290: A Heavenly Opportunity, and an Unexpected Reunion
"Look! There's a streak of light heading straight for Sheng Cheng!"
Within Sheng Cheng, every martial artist who had been watching the White Vortex’s movements erupted in excitement as over a dozen streaks of light suddenly shot toward the city.
They all knew clearly what had happened just moments before—the White Vortex had released only a few dozen glimmers in total, scattering in every direction across the sky.
Now, more than a dozen of them were converging directly upon Sheng Cheng. How could the city’s martial artists not be stirred?
A few even dared to entertain a fleeting thought:
Could this fortune be destined for me?
"An opportunity!"
The Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe within the city instantly activated their speed techniques, racing toward the points where the lights were descending.
The streaks moved with blinding speed—faster than even the swiftest Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe. And unlike before, they weren’t scattered uniformly; instead, they split into multiple directions, descending across different parts of the city.
Instantly, the martial artists’ minds split in focus, each chasing after the one they believed was meant for them.
Among them, several streaks stood out in particular.
"Huh? Why are several of these lights clustering together, falling toward the same spot?"
"Look—over there! It’s heading toward Tian Ji Lou!"
"What if it’s Tian Ji Lou? Even so, destiny favors the worthy. If I’m meant to have this, no sect can stop me!"
At once, over a dozen Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe turned their steps toward the location of Tian Ji Lou.
The combined aura of so many high-level cultivators was overwhelming. Anyone who sensed it instinctively recoiled, like a snake fleeing fire, making way without hesitation. No one dared to obstruct them.
Some Hou Tian Jing who had also spotted the lights had hoped to take advantage of the chaos. But as soon as they stirred, the sheer pressure from the group swept over them—freezing their limbs, filling their hearts with terror. They dared not move an inch.
Just as the Xian Tian Jing surged toward Tian Ji Lou, the small courtyard inside the compound saw Lu Qing and the others staring up at the sky, stunned.
Because they realized—those streaks of light were coming straight for them.
The lights moved at incredible speed. In just a few heartbeats, they had reached the rooftop above the courtyard.
Then, as if guided by intent, they split apart—diving toward Lu Qing and his companions.
Three of them shot toward Xiao Yan, Xiao Li, and Hu Ze Zhi.
Lu Qing felt a subtle stir in his heart, but sensed no danger. He didn’t stop them. Letting them enter their bodies, he remained still.
The remaining two streaks headed straight for Lu Qing and Old Doctor.
This time, however, Lu Qing did not let them enter.
A faint white light flared in his palm as he reached out, snatching one of the streaks mid-air.
The light offered no resistance—it was gentle, almost docile, as if willingly surrendering to his grasp.
Old Doctor did the same, gathering the other streak in his palm with concentrated Qi.
"Lu Gongzi!" Hu Ze Zhi called out, alarmed.
But Xiao Yan and Xiao Li simply stared, dazed, as if they didn’t understand what was happening.
"Relax," Lu Qing said calmly. "This won’t harm you."
Yet, deep inside, he was puzzled.
That Hu Ze Zhi would receive Heavenly Origin Qi was not entirely unexpected. After all, she carried the Great Qi Yun—chosen by heaven itself.
But that they had also received such a gift… that was what truly surprised him.
Could it be that, in the unseen will of heaven, these Origin Qi streaks had already chosen their rightful owners?
"A Qing," Old Doctor asked, his voice steady despite the intense curiosity in his eyes. "What is this?"
Though his heart burned with desire, he did not act rashly. He would not let an unknown object enter his body without knowing its nature.
Lu Qing activated his abilities, scanning the light swiftly. Then, a smile spread across his face.
"Master, this is something precious—World Origin Qi. It’s the very fortune we’ve been sensing all along in our hearts. Merely absorbing it into your body will grant you immense benefits."
"World Origin Qi?" Old Doctor looked at the streak in his palm, studying it closely.
Indeed, it was a strange, swirling mist—neither fully white nor gray, resembling the primordial chaos. Its form shifted like a coiling dragon or serpent, ever-changing, impossibly intricate.
"How should I use it?"
"Simply absorb it into your body and refine it with your spirit. But Master… we may not have time to do so right now."
Lu Qing glanced ahead. At the same moment, Old Doctor’s expression shifted—his senses had already detected the approaching tide of powerful auras.
In the next instant, more than a dozen figures landed atop the courtyard’s wall.
Their eyes locked onto Old Doctor and Lu Qing’s hands the very moment they appeared.
The moment they sensed the intense pull emanating from the streaks, their eyes lit up with greed.
"The fortune is there!"
"Boy, hand it over—this isn’t something for you!"
"Old man, if you value your life, give up what you hold!"
"Brothers, that light is meant for us. Please return it."
The Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe shouted in unison, demanding Lu Qing and Old Doctor surrender the streaks.
At that moment, they also realized that Xiao Yan and the others were emitting faint traces of the same divine energy.
Clearly, the other streaks had already entered them.
This only fanned the flames of greed even higher. Their gazes turned sharper, more predatory.
Had this been outside Tian Ji Lou’s territory, and had they not felt a faint, instinctive warning in their hearts, they would have attacked immediately.
But then, two of the Xian Tian Jing, upon recognizing Lu Qing and Old Doctor, froze—eyes widening in shock.
"It’s you!"
At that moment, Lu Qing also recognized them.
His gaze sharpened. He hadn’t expected to meet old acquaintances here, of all places.
Yes, among the crowd of Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe stood Wang Cangyi and his senior disciple, Zhao Xiong—men he had faced over two years ago.
"Wang Shidi, Zhao Shidi, do you know these people?" asked a gaunt elder beside them.
"Master, this old man and boy—two years ago, they were the ones who humiliated us, the ones who destroyed our disciples. They’re the ones responsible for the death of our fellow brother, Tong Shidi," Zhao Xiong replied, voice respectful but cold.
Wang Cangyi’s eyes turned icy.
He wasn’t foolish. After his defeat in Cang County, he had already guessed—his other disciples’ disappearances had to be connected to Lu Qing and his master.
He remembered the moment when he’d been so close to seizing the Unique Treasure from the Wei Family, only to be interrupted by Lu Qing and his master—his plan ruined at the last moment.
Now, they were stealing a Heavenly Opportunity meant for him.
Old grudges unavenged, new wounds reopened. Wang Cangyi’s heart boiled with murderous intent.
He spoke, voice low and venomous:
"Yes, Senior Brother. These two are cunning and treacherous. That old man—deceptively kind in appearance—has already grasped a fragment of Xian Tian Ling Yu Insight. I myself fell to that trick once. Be cautious. Do not fall into his trap!"
He said it loudly, ensuring everyone around could hear.
"Xian Tian Ling Yu Insight!"
The words sent a ripple through the crowd.
The Xian Tian Jing all paled.
To achieve even a sliver of the Ling Yu Insight meant one had to be at least a Xian Tian Jing at the peak of their cultivation.
And yet, this old man—ordinary in appearance—had already reached such a level?
Instantly, the greed in their eyes vanished, replaced by wariness.
(End of Chapter)
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