Great Luck

Chapter 1: Son of Fortune

"Senior Sister, Senior Brother has brought back another little girl!"

A white-robed girl carrying a long sword hurriedly ran into the Cloud Heaven Sect, reporting respectfully to the red-robed girl sitting in the main seat in a magnificent Cave Mansion halfway up the mountain.

The Cave Mansion was like a spacious living room, with a bright red carpet on the floor embroidered with pink lotus flowers.

Each raised lotus flower was a cushion, surrounding the red-robed girl sitting in the main seat.

The tapestries on the walls rippled with green lotus leaves, and golden carp with pearl-like eyes swam among them.

The cave ceiling was a sparkling night sky, with dozens of night pearls turning into stars, waiting for the rising sun in the east and the setting moon in the west.

This would definitely be considered a rich person's bedroom on Earth, with the shiny various jewels alone being priceless.

"Is there no end to this?" The red-robed girl suddenly opened her amethyst-like eyes, and flames seemed to flicker within them.

"How many is this for the month?!"

"Replying to Senior Sister, this is the fifth one for this month, and it's not even mid-month yet!"

The white-robed girl dodged the murderous gaze of the red-robed girl and timidly replied.

"Which steward received her?!" The red-robed girl forcefully suppressed her anger; she had to remain calm.

"It was Steward Liu Zhenkun." The white-robed girl saw the red-robed girl calm down and finally answered with relief.

"The usual method!" The red-robed woman gritted her teeth. Cloud Heaven Sect didn't lack ten or eight disciples, but Zi Dong had to be firmly held in her hands.

The white-robed woman quickly agreed and turned around to run out of the Cave Mansion, immediately riding her sword towards the Steward Hall.

She had to drive out the little girl that Zi Dong had brought back before Steward Liu could register her.

To save Steward Liu from wasting his efforts and avoid offending all the stewards, as well as prevent the sect's luck from being wasted.

Once the Sect Master found out, Senior Sister would be punished again.

But just as she flew over the Steward Hall, she saw Steward Liu standing in front of the hall with the girl in coarse clothes, who had not changed into the Cloud Heaven Sect's white robe.

The white-robed woman hurriedly put away her flying sword and before she could speak, she saw Steward Liu nod indifferently at her and then walked down the mountain with the girl by his side.

The white-robed woman thought for a while and didn't know what to say. Steward Liu was already familiar with this matter.

She decided to go into the Steward Hall to check. As she expected, Steward Liu had not registered the little girl.

The white-robed woman quickly reported to Senior Sister, thinking along the way that she should say a few good words for Steward Liu, which would save Senior Sister a lot of trouble.

Steward Liu took the girl out of the sect and handed her over to a steward from an affiliated sect who had been waiting here for a long time. After giving a few simple instructions, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Senior Brother and Senior Sister had been causing trouble for over a year, and all the stewards would get a headache when they saw them, but the necessary tasks still had to be done.

Just as Steward Liu was returning to the sect, not far from Senior Sister's magnificent Cave Mansion, there was a simple Cave Mansion with nothing but a straw mat inside.

Zi Dong, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He rubbed his oval-shaped smooth chin with his left hand, revealing a strange smile.

Another 100 points of First Grade luck had arrived. Although it was a bit less, the frequency was high. In this past year, he had stolen quite a bit of luck from the heavens.

Zi Dong, who was twenty years old, went to Mount Longhu with his classmates during summer vacation and was forcibly stopped by an old Taoist halfway up the mountain. The old Taoist insisted on talking to him about something called luck.

The more Zi Dong listened, the more confused he became. It wasn't easy to waste half a day in the scorching summer, so he wanted to use WeChat to transfer some tea money to the old Taoist, but in the blink of an eye, the old Taoist disappeared.

As a result, he had a nightmare that night, and he transmigrated to the Heavenly Fate Continent, becoming a fifteen-year-old cultivator in the Cloud Heaven Sect.

Due to an outing, he was ambushed by the Demon Race and was killed directly as a young cultivator. After transmigrating, Zi Dong had just gained his memories when the heavens gifted him ten thousand points of First Grade luck.

In the mind, the luck tree, like a small poplar tree, suddenly grew fresh and tender white leaves. Zi Dong quickly activated the Cloud Heaven Technique based on his memory.

Originally, he intended to use some luck to restore his injuries, but unexpectedly, he broke through from the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm to the seventh layer in one breath, opening more than forty acupoints. All ten thousand points of luck were instantly depleted.

This was a watershed in the Qi Refining Realm. Zi Dong not only could control the flying sword, but also could fly with it. He was definitely one of the strongest disciples.

Because the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm had opened up half of his body's meridians, his spiritual consciousness underwent a qualitative change, and True Qi could be emitted externally.

Zi Dong retaliated against the Demon Race junior cultivator who had attacked him again, avenging the original owner of his body.

The seventh layer completely overwhelmed the fifth layer. The world of cultivators was that simple. Explained using scientific theories from Earth, it was energy suppression.

Zi Dong not only gained ten thousand points of First Grade luck, but also obtained a storage ring containing countless spirit stones, pills, law treasures, and many other miscellaneous treasures.

This Demon Race junior cultivator was not simple. Zi Dong, excited, followed the elder leading the team back to the sect and was immediately accepted as a direct disciple by the sect master.

Moreover, he went against popular opinion and made Zi Dong the senior brother of Cloud Heaven Sect, leading over ten thousand disciples together with senior sister Feng Qingwu, causing a huge sensation in the sect.

The reason given by the sect master was that Zi Dong was the Son of Fortune of Cloud Heaven Sect, the adopted son of the Heavenly Dao, and the future of Cloud Heaven Sect.

Zi Dong was originally tall and handsome, and after the baptism of twenty thousand points of luck, his cultivation level greatly improved. This still-developing body became more and more like the Zi Dong from Earth.

Almost all the female disciples ran to Zi Dong's Cave Mansion, wanting to become his Dao companion, because Zi Dong was like a walking endless luck extraction machine.

The male disciples were jealous and wanted to kill him immediately, taking his luck and stealing his women.

Zi Dong pondered for three days in his Cave Mansion, then walked out and chose a goddess-like female disciple in the Innate Realm as his future Dao companion.

He planned to let her help him establish his authority, make other female disciples retreat, and prevent most male disciples from resenting him and hindering his cultivation.

This was like being set as the benchmark for learning in a school on Earth. He had to study even harder and unite with his classmates, otherwise the outcome would be very miserable.

Moreover, the Heavenly Fate Continent was extremely dangerous. Without strong cultivation, without more friends, one would not live long. He had to become powerful as soon as possible.

But the next day, the goddess-like female disciple was secretly expelled from the sect by senior sister Feng Qingwu.

Zi Dong, who was cultivating in his Cave Mansion, was overjoyed. He unexpectedly gained over a thousand points of luck.

Moreover, it was Second Grade luck, and the white poplar tree had over a thousand red leaves, with each red leaf equivalent to ten white leaves.

However, he was also very puzzled. Where did these over a thousand points of luck come from? He hadn't done anything!

In the Heavenly Fate Continent, joining a sect could gain over a hundred points of First Grade luck. The Heavenly Dao gave a hundred points, and the sect gave dozens of points.

Advancement also brought luck, completing sect missions would reward luck, and fighting for the sect would also gain luck.

However, the luck obtained through these methods was not much. Unless one found heavenly treasures or divine weapons and killed more powerful cultivators, they could obtain more luck.

But who could guarantee that they would always find good treasures and never be killed by others? Therefore, most cultivators preferred to stay in the sect and cultivate diligently.

For cultivators, luck was like money on Earth. The more luck they had, the more favor they would receive from the Heavenly Dao, greatly increasing the chances of turning bad luck into good luck.

Cultivation also required luck. With a massive amount of luck, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would naturally flow into their bodies, easily breaking through bottlenecks.

There was also a high chance of becoming a powerful cultivator.

However, luck was also a consumable. It had to be continuously obtained in order to make one's cultivation path smooth and avoid premature death.

Could this over a thousand points of luck be related to that goddess-like female disciple?

She was in the Innate Realm, and the luck Zi Dong obtained was also Second Grade. It was indeed possible!

But why were there red leaves hanging on his luck tree? That was something only those who advanced to the Innate Realm would have.

Could it be that his luck tree had mutated?

(End of this chapter)