Chapter 139: The Hand of Good Fortune

Lin Feng’s aura swiftly broke through from the early stage of the Innate Realm to the middle stage, and its momentum grew faster and faster. It did not stop until he reached the peak of the Innate Realm’s grand completion.

All the golden light withdrew, and Lin Feng returned to normal.

Through the system’s scanning function, Qingxi discovered that the Vajra Buddhist Beads were still releasing power, strengthening Lin Feng’s body. Only when his physical strength had reached a level comparable to that of a Profound-Rank spiritual artifact did the beads finally stop.

“By my preliminary estimate, he now possesses at least eighty thousand pounds of strength, equivalent to the peak of the Profound Rank. And the Vajra Buddhist Beads still have a great deal of power left—enough to support Lin Feng’s cultivation for a very long time. What an enviable opportunity.”

Qingxi’s face was filled with envy.

According to the system’s analysis, Lin Feng would probably follow the path of dual cultivation, training both his body and his spiritual arts. His combat prowess would be extraordinarily powerful.

This astonished Qingxi.

Because he often devoured the power of blood and qi, his physical strength far surpassed that of human cultivators at the same level and was even greater than that of demonkind at the same cultivation realm. He, too, followed the path of dual cultivation, and therefore understood just how formidable it was.

Relying on his physical body alone, he was already strong enough to crush anyone at the grand completion of the Innate Realm and stand shoulder to shoulder with an ordinary half-step Spirit Tempering cultivator. He was an entire minor realm stronger than Lin Feng was now.

“Big brother, what exactly is going on with your friend?”

Although Xia Dang came from the Spirit Medicine Sect and was broadly experienced, even he had been frightened by Lin Feng’s transformation.

In less than a day, Lin Feng had broken through from the Qi Refining Realm to the grand completion of the Innate Realm.

Most astonishing of all, he had been asleep the entire time!

What the hell… was he even human?

As expected of Big Brother’s friend—even he was this incredible!

It seemed that following Big Brother would truly lead to a glorious future.

Xia Dang’s eyes gleamed as though he could already see the bright days ahead.

In Qingxi and Lin Feng, he had witnessed miracles that had never appeared even in the Spirit Medicine Sect or the Purple Cloud Sect.

Then he recalled Lei Xiaoga and became convinced that Qingxi must possess another astonishing identity. His supposed status as a disciple of the Spirit Origin Sect was merely a façade.

Just like himself: on the surface, he was a personal disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, but in truth, he was the young sect master of the Spirit Medicine Sect.

It was not until the following morning that Lin Feng finally awoke.

The instant he saw Qingxi, he sprang excitedly to his feet. But he had yet to adapt to his vastly increased strength, and he shot into the sky like a meteor. After tracing an arc through the air, he plunged into the lake some distance away.

“What happened?”

Xia Dang stared in utter bewilderment.

Qingxi helplessly spread his hands and explained, “Lin Feng’s strength suddenly increased more than a hundredfold. There’s no way he could adapt in such a short time, so this happened.”

A moment later, a plump figure burst from the water. It traced an arc through the air before crashing down beside the lake with a thunderous boom.

The large bluestone beneath him split apart, sending shards of rock rolling in every direction.

“Lin Feng, don’t move recklessly!”

Adapting to one’s strength required time.

It was like walking after becoming accustomed to one’s usual pace. Even if one’s strength suddenly increased by more than a hundredfold, the body would still move according to its former sense of power.

As a result, the force exerted would naturally be many times greater than intended, making it perfectly normal for a person to launch himself into the air.

Even a simple greeting—a pat on someone’s shoulder—could become a fatal blow if the force behind it was too great.

That was why Qingxi shouted so loudly. He was terrified that Lin Feng might act carelessly.

Yet from the pile of rubble, a huge, illusory golden hand suddenly emerged, large enough to grasp an adult man.

The golden hand appeared and descended at astonishing speed.

Sensing the strange aura contained within it, Qingxi’s pupils contracted.

If that hand struck him, he would certainly remain unharmed. But Xia Dang beside him would unquestionably be smashed into pulp.

“Lin Feng, control your strength! Don’t act recklessly!”

Qingxi shouted as he stepped forward and raised both hands to meet the golden hand.

But although the golden hand appeared ferocious, it was in fact only an illusory form. It passed straight through Qingxi’s body and halted above Xia Dang’s head, where it performed the gesture of an immortal resting a hand upon someone’s crown.

Then an astonishing scene unfolded before Qingxi’s eyes.

Startled, Xia Dang instinctively retreated two steps, tripped over a tree stump behind him, and fell into the lake with a splash.

After floundering for a while, he finally leaped out of the water, clutching a thumb-sized piece of bronze engraved with strange patterns.

Qingxi instinctively examined it and discovered that the bronze was a Profound-Rank material. It was worthless to him, but Xia Dang had obtained it merely by splashing about in the lake.

What unbelievable luck!

Qingxi’s gaze shifted toward the golden hand suspended in midair, and the corresponding information immediately appeared in his vision.

[Type: Innate Martial Soul]

[Name: Hand of Fortune]

[Description: The innate martial soul awakened by Lin Feng, who possesses mysterious fortune. It condenses the power of that mysterious fortune. Any living being whose crown is touched by the Hand of Fortune will receive good luck. The degree and duration of that luck will increase as the innate martial soul grows stronger.]

“This is simply terrifying!”

Qingxi could no longer suppress the shock in his heart. He had almost blurted out an exclamation, but decided that such an outburst did not suit his temperament.

His envy of Lin Feng flowed on endlessly, like a mighty river.

Possessing mysterious fortune was already remarkable enough. Now even his innate martial soul was the Hand of Fortune—whoever it touched would be blessed with luck. Lin Feng was practically a walking god of fortune.

If people outside learned of this, they would probably pay a vast sum just to have Lin Feng touch their crowns, thereby granting them a brief infusion of fortune.

This would be especially valuable to Qi Refiners preparing to undergo tribulation. If the Hand of Fortune touched their crowns, their luck might surge during the tribulation. Even the heavenly tribulation itself could be weakened—or perhaps vanish altogether.

“Cough, cough, cough… What happened to me?”

Lin Feng’s voice came from the rubble.

He lay sprawled on the ground, not daring to move an inch, terrified that he might lose control of his strength and be flung into the air again.

“Don’t panic. Do as I say. First, slowly adapt to your increased strength, and then adapt to your cultivation level.”

Qingxi hurried over and explained everything with care.

He, too, had experienced sudden increases in strength.

But at most, his power had only doubled or tripled. He had never experienced an increase of more than a hundredfold like Lin Feng’s.

Still, the experience of adapting to a sudden surge in strength could be applied universally. Lin Feng followed Qingxi’s instructions, and before long he was able to stand.

Even so, he still walked with extreme caution, afraid that one careless step might send him flying again or crack the ground beneath his feet.

Xia Dang held the Profound-Rank bronze material for a moment before tossing it back into the lake.

A mere Profound-Rank material was beneath his notice.

By noon, Lin Feng was finally able to restrain his strength freely and control the Hand of Fortune with ease.

“How can there be such a strange martial soul in this world?”

Xia Dang stared curiously at the Hand of Fortune suspended in midair and said in astonishment, “From the looks of it, this innate martial soul doesn’t seem to possess much combat power.”

Qingxi rolled his eyes at him and said solemnly, “An innate martial soul is not necessarily meant for combat. Some martial souls possess no fighting ability at all, yet their uses are immense. Never underestimate them.”

The Hand of Fortune was too astonishing for its function to be publicized, so he did not explain further.

“My martial soul indeed has no combat power,” Lin Feng said. “But I can sense that anyone whose crown it touches can receive good luck for a short time. I think… it can probably last for a day.”

Unaware of how important the Hand of Fortune was, Lin Feng casually revealed its ability.

Qingxi immediately covered his face with one hand, helpless.

It seemed that some things simply could not be concealed.

Rather than hiding them, perhaps it would be better to be frank.

When Xia Dang heard that it could bring good luck, his face filled with astonishment.

Could there truly be such a powerful innate martial soul in the world?

At that moment, someone came running from the distance, a look of excitement on his face. The sight immediately drew their attention.