Chapter 308: Chapter 307: Way of Testing Luck

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“Mr. Jiang.” Song Ying, the Little White Fox, and Aguna bowed to Jiang Li upon seeing him.

However, Jiang Li didn’t want to reveal his identity, so he didn’t let them announce it.

The cultivation speed of all of them wasn’t slow. Yuan Wuxing had just entered the Divinity Transformation Stage, Qin Luan had become a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, Song Ying had reached the later stages of Golden Core, Aguna was at the middle stage of Golden Core, and the Little Fox’s strength was steadily recovering, roughly at the Nascent Soul Stage level.

“This kid has a nimble mind, I like him.” Bai Hongtu decided that it was interesting to turn himself into “Bai Hongku” and didn’t get angry.

“This person is…” Yuan Wuxing hesitated as he looked at Bai Hongtu.

“Old Bai, the Sect Master of Dao Sect.”

“So it’s Sect Master Bai.” Whether it was the Mahayana Realm or the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, they were all significant figures beyond their reach now, and Yuan Wuxing was very respectful to Bai Hongtu.

But Bai Hongtu wasn’t the kind of person who cared about these things, he didn’t care about people’s attitudes towards him.

“Luck is determined at birth, how could worship possibly be useful?” A blunt, old voice sounded, and with a wave of his large hand, he sent the people flying.

“These statues and spirit stones are yours, take them, you all have good luck, so why do you need to play these clever tricks?” The old man tossed the statues and spirit stones to Yuan Wuxing and the others.

What he disliked were people who had good luck but didn’t appreciate it.

The old man thought Qin Luan was this kind of person.

Having said this, he then opened the secret realm.

“He is the Truth Seeker?!” Qin Luan had not anticipated that this old man was the Truth Seeker and that they had been scamming in the Truth Seeker’s secret realm, but the old man hadn’t driven them out.

“Congratulations, you’ve caught the Truth Seeker’s attention.” Jiang Li teased.

“The Truth Seeker values me?” Qin Luan was stunned.

“Otherwise why do you think he didn’t drive you out and even gave you the spirit stones from the worship? He sees that your path of luck is exceptional.”

Bai Hongtu and Jiang Li shared the same opinion. Although they didn’t agree with the Truth Seeker’s theory that everything was determined by luck, they couldn’t deny that the Truth Seeker really did have skill.

While he couldn’t reach the level of divining luck, he still had the ability to vaguely judge luck, just not with guaranteed accuracy.

“If you perform well in the secret realm, the Truth Seeker will want to form a bond of goodwill with you.”

Many of the cultivators who formed a bond of goodwill with the Truth Seeker have become Body Integration Realm cultivators.

The Truth Seeker brought all the cultivators under a hundred years old in the field to the secret realm, and Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu also blended in relying on their profound cultivation.

“On the path to becoming an Immortal, some fall, some rise, and some walk a plain and dull lifetime, dying without even touching the threshold. Why is this?”

“After a few hundred years of pondering, this old man has finally drawn a conclusion; it’s luck!”

“Whether one can become an Immortal has nothing to do with talent, nothing to do with sweat, luck is the fundamental deciding factor. For those with good luck, a single Nine-Transformations Immortal Pill is enough for them to ascend in broad daylight. For those with bad luck, they risk deviation while training, resulting in death.”

“A stray dog with no roots or comprehension can also become an Immortal, and that’s called luck!”

Bai Hongtu and Jiang Li transmitted messages to each other: “Do you know what happened to that stray dog?”

“I don’t know.”

“Ancestor Changcun told me that after the stray dog ascended, it was appreciated by an Immortal Realm giant, who rewarded it with celestial fruits and exquisite medicines…”

“And then it went from being an Earth Immortal to a Heavenly Immortal?”

“And then the giant butchered it.”

“You also feel like drooling right? I was also drooling when I heard the Immortal Old Man finish.”

“I feel the focus isn’t there.”

The two of them were whispering to each other offstage while the Truth Seeker was talking onstage.

“Luck is determined at birth and cannot be changed. Whatever happens in the future will merely prove people’s good or bad luck.”

“For instance, Bai Hongtu, the Sect Master of Dao Sect, was born in Dao Sect and was raised by Immortal Changcun. This is the most typical example of good luck. He was standing at the finish line of others the moment he was born.”

Bai Hongtu felt like hitting someone after hearing this.

Your identity is good, so it’s only natural to become stronger.

One sentence disregarded all his efforts.

If the result has nothing to do with effort, then everyone might as well lie down and wait for opportunities. Why would they need to cultivate?

The Truth Seeker was still unaware that he was being watched by someone of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, and continued: “Then there’s the more subtle type of good luck, just like Jiang Li, the Human Emperor.”

“You may all say that luck isn’t important. Jiang Li, who grounded up from insignificant origins, became an invincible figure of the Mahayana Realm. However, to my knowledge, Jiang Li encountered an enemy during his Foundation Establishment Stage, ignited his Spiritual Root, and prematurely stimulated his hidden Heavenly Spiritual Root.”

“People generally think this can prove Jiang Li’s bravery. However, in my opinion, this proves that Jiang Li’s luck is good. He saved himself. Change to someone else, a Five Elements Spiritual Root is a Five Elements Spiritual Root. Igniting the Spiritual Root won’t change it into a Heavenly Spiritual Root, they would’ve been long dead.” The Truth Seeker proposed a different view, which led to the cultivators below the stage discussing in low voices.

“Jiang Li, becoming the Mahayana Realm, must also be related to this!”

Bai Hongtu turned his head: “Is it related?”

“Bullshit.”

The highest cultivation base below the stage was only at the Divinity Transformation Stage. They didn’t dare to refute the Truth Seeker’s viewpoint. Only Qin Luan proposed the opposite view.

“But isn’t the effect of Spiritual Roots over by the Body Integration Realm?”

With a wave of his hand, the Truth Seeker said: “There will always be exceptions, and these exceptions are luck.”

“You can look at the current Body Integration and Transcendance Tribulation stage cultivators in the Nine Provinces, as well as Jiang Li the Human Emperor. Is there anyone whose path of luck isn’t good?”

“Is Commander Huang of the Imperial Palace also considered lucky?” Qin Luan continued to ask. Commander Huang was famous for his poor luck.

“He’s alive and cultivated to the Body Integration Realm, isn’t that considered good luck?” The Truth Seeker judged luck by results. According to his theory, whoever was successful was considered lucky.

“So, five hundred years ago, when Jiang Li failed the test and you failed to befriend Jiang Li, was that also luck?”

Yuan Wuxing hastened to cover Qin Luan’s mouth. This was something he dared say. Who didn’t know this was a sore point for the Truth Seeker?

However, the Truth Seeker did not get angry at Qin Luan.

His instinct told him that this person named Qin Luan had extremely good luck. If he were to get angry at him, he would become his adversary.

Being an adversary to somebody with good luck, his fate would be self-evident.

He didn’t consider the gap in realms, only luck.

He admitted that he had misjudged Jiang Li five hundred years ago, but most of the time, his appraisal was accurate.

The Truth Seeker didn’t want to discuss this issue any further, and he demonstrated his method of judging luck.

A black box appeared in every person’s hand. Divine Sense couldn’t penetrate the box to see what was inside.

The Truth Seeker held three different cards.

“There are these three cards in the box, available in unlimited quantities.”

He held up a golden card: “Gold represents Mahayana Realm.”

He held up a purple card: “Purple represents Transcendance Tribulation Stage.”

Lastly, he held up a white card: “White represents Body Integration Realm.”

“Each of you will have ten chances to draw from the black box. Gold represents the best luck, and white represents the worst.”

“Of course, considering that wealth is also part of luck, the more wealth, the better the luck. You can also use spirit stones to continue drawing.”

Jiang Li felt this scene was very familiar.