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Chapter 350: From Now On, I Am Fortune!
Chapter 350: From Now On, I Am Fortune!
[Settling Fortune’s experiences...]
[You are a born Fortune-blessed being, beloved by heaven and earth. Cultivation comes to you as effortlessly as eating or drinking—effortless and instinctive.]
"...So it actually worked."
Lv Yang exhaled in relief as he gazed at Fortune’s soul, now fully ensnared by the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll. The Golden Core Reincarnation had truly fallen victim to his ambush.
"Of all cultivators throughout history, I suppose I’m the first to pull this off."
True Monarch reincarnations typically vanished without trace through the Underworld’s cycles, their karmic trails erased and causality obscured. In theory, the process was flawless.
Yet fortune had struck an anomaly—Lv Yang, who ignored conventional calculations and simply shadowed his target’s rebirth itself. By trailing Fortune through reincarnation and striking as his soul reformed, he’d pulled off an impossible feat even Ang Xiao couldn’t replicate. After all, no one but Lv Yang could keep their divided consciousness lucid during that chaotic transition.
"This is one feast the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll won’t soon forget."
Lv Yang’s eyes locked onto Fortune’s radiant soul, its golden light streaming like liquid as the scroll devoured it. The glow seemed mundane until he focused—his body betrayed him with an involuntary shudder of yearning, his throat tightening.
"Golden Nature! A True Monarch’s Golden Nature!"
Unlike Foundation-Breaker Perfection, a True Monarch’s Golden Nature had fused entirely with their soul. Body and spirit had become one—Golden Nature was soul, soul was Golden Nature.
The deeper he observed, the more he sensed its cosmic secrets. This was Fortune’s life’s work crystallized. Simply inhaling its radiance flooded Lv Yang’s mind with fleeting insights into the Dao, fragments of Fortune’s understanding of heaven and earth.
"No—control yourself!"
Lv Yang jerked back, his expression hardening with wary restraint. "This really is a cursed treasure."
Golden Nature wasn’t food for ordinary cultivators.
A Golden Core Sovereign’s essence was pure spiritual quintessence. Consuming it could elevate one’s cultivation—but at the risk of being absorbed by its consciousness instead.
Who would dominate whom in the end? The eater... or the eaten?
"This isn’t something lower cultivators should dare crave."
"Only a Golden Core Sovereign of greater cultivation could hope to assimilate it—someone like my previous life’s True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue."
Still, he mused, Fortune’s Golden Nature was no match for the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll. Against its devouring power, even True Monarch-level essence was as fragile as an eggshell.
"Boom!"
A brilliant light erupted as the scroll’s interface shimmered with Fortune’s countless life trajectories.
Before him, Fortune’s soul hung empty—a hollow shell stripped of all thoughts and memories. Lv Yang quickly summoned his Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner to seal it away before vanishing into the void.
As he reappeared elsewhere, he reviewed Fortune’s experiences.
"Fortune... no wonder they called him that. His early life defied fate itself!"
A naturally blessed soul, he’d thrived under heaven’s favor. In many ways, he resembled the Primordial True Man Mu Changsheng—both heaven-cherished prodigies—but Fortune had been luckier still.
"He just caught the tail end of the Golden Age."
Unlike Mu Changsheng’s era of stagnation, Fortune had emerged during heaven and earth’s more flexible, ascending phase.
Yet his later years were disastrous—betrayed by Ang Xiao, robbed of memories, then dethroned by Chongguang Senior Master. In his previous life, he’d perished under Qingcheng Feixue’s blade. Now, he’d fallen to Lv Yang.
Why?
"The Millennium Cataclysm five thousand years ago—that was the turning point."
Lv Yang’s eyes gleamed with realization. "During Jie Tian’s conquests, he absorbed blessings but stored them in his Cave Heaven instead of his Fruit Position."
That selfish act had doomed him. Heaven’s blessings had waned, his luck reversed.
"Heaven nurtured his fate, made him a True Monarch. But once he rose, he hoarded every blessing for himself. Of course heaven turned on him—what kind of ungrateful monster does that?!"
Still, Fortune hadn’t acted alone.
Ang Xiao’s betrayal had given heaven the opening to purge the "traitor."
"Some rise to power without understanding where they sit. If you occupy one throne while coveting another, you’ll lose both."
After his reflection, Lv Yang studied Fortune’s soul again.
The Ten Thousand Lives Scroll had taken its fill, leaving behind remnants for Lv Yang. The soul’s consciousness was gone, leaving only its golden essence.
He grinned.
Who could tell the difference?
With a thought, he draped Fortune’s soul-shell over his own immortal spirit. Now, he could impersonate a True Monarch itself.
"From this day forth—I am Fortune."
With the scroll’s detailed records, he could flawlessly mimic Fortune’s history. Should Hong Ju—the Foundation-Breaker Great True Sovereign sustained by Fortune’s Golden Nature—survive, she’d have no choice but to serve him now.
And then there was the Fate-Linked Destiny Codex.
That Fruit-Rank treasure, the Lampfire of Restoration’s inheritance, had long tempted him.
"Plus, with Hong Ju as my insider in the Holy Sect, I’ll have access to Chongguang Senior Master’s Xin Metal refinement techniques."
But first, another reward awaited.
"Talent!"
He turned to the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll’s interface. The final data crystallized into golden script:
[Acquired: Golden String Puppetry: Fate-Weaving Divination!]
[Divination Method: Choose an action, draw a fate-stick. Succeed, and gain corresponding fortune blessings—success guaranteed or failure inevitable.]
[Great Auspice: Heaven’s Blessing—Success assured.]
[Minor Auspice: Fortune’s Favor—Modest gains.]
[Fleeting Auspice: Mortal Tides—Fortune and misfortune intertwined; success depends on effort.]
[Minor Calamity: Ominous Clouds—Failure inevitable.]
[Great Calamity: Heaven’s Doom—Certain death, no salvation.]
"Huh. This ability..."
Lv Yang paused, then understood. Fortune’s five-thousand-year streak of calamities had driven him to create this tool—desperate to divine outcomes before acting.
"He must’ve started drawing lots before every move after all that bad luck."
(End of Chapter)
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