Chapter 83: The Arrival of the Lucky Star

Inside the central palace.

Upon hearing Qiu Yingying’s message, Qingxi immediately mounted the Dragon Horse and commanded it to gallop at full speed, streaking across the ground like a flash of white light, swift as the wind.

King Kong Ape Da Huang stood atop a high perch, glaring at the speeding white blur. He could vaguely see the little King Kong Ape waving at him, which only further fueled his annoyance.

He brooded for a long while before finally squeezing out a single phrase.

“Stupid little brother!”

The Fire Fox perched on Da Huang’s shoulder, its fox face full of confusion at these words. Not yet at the pinnacle of the Profound rank, it was incapable of understanding human language.

After Qingxi escaped the bounds of the ancient Luo King Palace, he rendezvoused with Qiu Yingying in a crumbling old tower.

“Failed again!”

“At every crucial moment, clouds always block the moonlight. What rotten luck,” Qiu Yingying said, her delicate face full of helplessness.

She had thought that finding Qingxi would make obtaining the secret technique a simple matter, but so many unexpected incidents had occurred along the way.

Qingxi had no solution for such circumstances. He pondered a moment and asked the system, “Pipi Assistant, do you know what’s going on?”

“It’s just bad luck!” the little assistant replied. “Unless you bribe the Dao of Heaven in the cultivation world with tens of billions of elemental essence, luck will never favor you. But if you did, treasures would appear wherever you went.”

“Tens of billions…” Qingxi curled his lips.

If he possessed such vast elemental essence, he could simply sacrifice a million units each time he faced an enemy, unleashing unmatched power. He might even outmatch the Golden Vajra realm; what need would he have for secret arts?

Thinking of luck, he remembered Lin Feng.

“Lin Feng possesses mysterious fortune. If we bring him along, wouldn’t everything proceed smoothly?” Qingxi suddenly thought.

“That’s a good idea. Worth a try,” the assistant agreed.

With the system’s confirmation, Qingxi stroked his chin, a smile curling at his lips.

“Now our temporary team is complete: our strongest Senior Sister leads the way, Lin Feng brings good fortune, I record the secret technique, and as for the Dragon Horse and little King Kong Ape… well, they can handle the atmosphere.”

With this, Qingxi felt it was truly the perfect combination.

He said to Qiu Yingying, “Senior Sister, I think we should add one more person to our team.”

“Add someone? Who?” Qiu Yingying was still mulling over what to do next, and Qingxi’s words caught her off guard.

After days of misfortune, what good would adding another person do? Could anyone really bring luck?

She found the idea absurd, but Qingxi nodded seriously. “We must bring Lin Feng. Though his cultivation is not high, he naturally possesses strong fortune, enough to dispel bad luck.”

“Pfft…”

Even as domineering as Qiu Yingying was, she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Junior Brother, this is hardly the time for jokes.”

“Senior Sister, it won’t even take a day for a round trip. Why not try? What if it works?” Qingxi persisted.

Qiu Yingying didn’t believe him, but Qingxi knew well that Lin Feng’s mysterious fortune could indeed solve their predicament.

“I don’t believe it,” Qiu Yingying said, turning away and sitting cross-legged to heal her wounds.

With her current strength, she struggled to fend off King Kong Ape Da Huang. Had its mission been to kill rather than repel intruders, she might not have survived under the formidable Iron Staff.

Since Qiu Yingying refused, Qingxi said no more, taking out a bottle of Essence Condensation Liquid to continue refining his energy.

Before the next midnight, nearly eighty percent of his internal energy had transformed into genuine Qi—faster than he’d expected.

“One more day, and I can begin breaking through the bottleneck to the Innate realm,” Qingxi thought, anticipation growing. If he could reach the Innate realm, he would be far more confident in the coming battle against the evil demons.

As midnight approached, Qiu Yingying struck again, fending off King Kong Ape Da Huang.

Qingxi rode the Dragon Horse, a streak of white light skimming the ground toward the central hall of the ancient Luo King Palace.

Yet, to their surprise, their luck worsened.

Before they reached halfway, thunder suddenly cracked overhead and thick clouds blanketed the sky.

From the look of it, the clouds would not disperse for at least a couple of hours.

The mission failed before it began.

In the midst of her battle with the King Kong Ape, Qiu Yingying’s fingers trembled with frustration—never had her luck been so poor.

Helplessly, they withdrew.

Inside an ancient tower, Qiu Yingying entered meditation to stabilize her chaotic meridians.

When her Qi was finally settled, she opened her eyes, grabbed Qingxi by the shoulder, wrapped them both in her Metal Sword Soul, and shot straight out of the ancient Luo region.

“Senior Sister, what’s going on?” Qingxi was puzzled.

“Bring Lin Feng.”

“Didn’t you say he wasn’t needed?”

“We need him now!” Qiu Yingying glared at Qingxi. “Trust me, I’m right.”

Her face stern, she sped forward.

Qingxi was speechless, but ultimately relieved.

As long as Lin Feng came, success was assured.

With the Metal Sword Soul at full speed, they reached the Lingyuan Sect in less than half a day.

At sunrise, golden light bathed the land and all creation flourished.

Lin Feng had just finished washing up and was preparing to absorb spiritual energy in the courtyard when suddenly a roaring sound surged in his ears. Before he knew it, his feet had left the ground and scenery blurred past him.

“Don’t panic, here’s what’s happening…” Qingxi placed a hand on Lin Feng’s shoulder and explained everything calmly.

Learning he was headed for the perilous ancient Luo region, Lin Feng was startled, but reassured by the formidable Senior Sister’s presence.

Still, he was curious and asked, “Qingxi, how did you know I could bring good luck?”

“Because whenever I’m with you, good things come in pairs. I figured it out—haven’t you noticed your luck is always good?” Qingxi replied with calm assurance.

Ever since meeting Hong Jiu on Fiery Island, he felt his skin had grown thicker. Though he was fibbing now, he spoke so convincingly it almost fooled himself.

“Now that you mention it, I suppose it’s true. Water always tastes sweet, many people liked me as a child, and when I played outside, old grandfathers would gift me things…” Lin Feng recalled his past, realizing his luck had always been remarkably good. Upon joining the Lingyuan Sect, he was immediately taken as the Head Disciple.

Qiu Yingying remained silent, but after hearing Lin Feng’s account, she too felt he was unusually fortunate.

While most were minor things, their sum in one person was extraordinary.

That night, they safely arrived at the ancient Luo region.

“Today’s luck should be much better than the past few days…” Qingxi looked up at the sky, but before he could finish, he froze on the spot.

Qiu Yingying’s expression shifted as well.

For above the ancient Luo region, thick clouds loomed, blanketing the sky.

Not a trace of moonlight could be seen, not even a sliver.

The entire ancient Luo region was plunged into pitch darkness, where a hand couldn’t be seen before one’s face.

“Junior Brother, look: the sky is darker than ever. This must be the good luck you spoke of.”

Qiu Yingying was all smiles, but Qingxi couldn’t muster any joy.

He stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

“Could my deduction have been wrong?” he wondered, staring at the gloomy sky, sinking into self-doubt.