Mo Yu had already pieced together the entire story in his mind.
He had been born with Sacred Dragon Luck and an immortal bone.
Both had been stolen from him.
To protect him, his parents had sent him into the Lower Realm.
The methods of the Heavenly Dao were surprisingly predictable.
If there had been a broken engagement on top of all that, the cliché would have been complete.
Shaking those thoughts away, Mo Yu focused his attention on studying the Sacred Dragon Luck.
Luck was divided into eight grades, ranging from Black to Colorful.
Yet beyond those eight existed a ninth category—a special form of Luck.
Sacred Dragon Luck belonged to that category.
Black Luck meant one could only live as an ordinary mortal.
Gray Luck allowed for minor accomplishments among mortals but left no possibility of cultivation.
White Luck belonged to the overwhelming majority of ordinary cultivators.
Green, Blue, Purple—these represented individuals favored by the Heavenly Dao, blessed with smooth cultivation paths and fortunate lives.
Gold Luck guaranteed Ascension. Those who possessed it were so blessed by fate that even death became difficult.
Colorful Luck represented beings who could ascend to the Upper Realm and remain unmatched among their peers.
As for Special Luck...
It transcended the entire system.
It stood above all other forms of Luck.
Even when facing someone with Colorful Luck, a possessor of Special Luck could remain invincible.
Sacred Dragon Luck allowed him to plunder the opportunities of Children of Destiny more easily.
Moreover, it carried countless hidden benefits.
Under normal circumstances, restoring Sacred Dragon Luck would require an unimaginably long period of time.
Even achieving Immortal Ascension might not be enough to fully recover it.
Yet with the System's assistance, the restoration had been completed instantly.
However, this Luck System differed greatly from those he had seen in novels.
According to the System, even villains could possess Purple Luck.
After some thought, Mo Yu quickly understood.
Even the most insignificant villain lived far better than an ordinary mortal.
How could someone qualified to oppose a Child of Destiny possibly be mediocre?
At that moment, the System's voice sounded again.
[Please ensure that Ji Xianyao submits to you as soon as possible so she can continuously provide Luck.]
[Luck gain speed is determined by Ji Xianyao's favorability and submission level.]
[The higher her favorability and submission, the faster the increase.]
Mo Yu could not help muttering to himself.
"She's still asleep. Who knows when she'll wake up? How am I supposed to increase her favorability?"
The System immediately replied.
[Please use your personal charm to conquer her.]
[This System does not provide any form of mental manipulation.]
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.
This System actually had principles.
Of course, even if mental manipulation existed, he would never use it.
After all, he wasn't truly a villain.
Besides, if even love was fake, what in this world could be considered real?
Being cuckolded?
In this regard, the System had completely won his approval.
---
"Xiao Yu... just now..."
Yan Xi's voice suddenly sounded.
"She entered my Sea of Consciousness."
Mo Yu answered truthfully.
"I don't know why, either."
Yan Xi was puzzled.
"Why would she enter your Sea of Consciousness?"
Mo Yu shrugged.
"Perhaps I'm the person she's been waiting for."
Yan Xi was speechless.
Why did all the good things in the world seem to happen to this brat?
After a long silence, she finally spoke.
"Be careful."
---
After Ji Xianyao disappeared, Mo Yuan suddenly regained consciousness.
What happened?
His mind felt strangely blank, as though something had swallowed his awareness for a period of time.
He hurriedly looked toward Mo Yu.
Thankfully, Mo Yu was still there.
Relief washed over him.
Then his heart nearly stopped.
Wait.
Where did the woman go?!
No way.
The opportunity that countless generations of the Mo Clan had failed to obtain...
Had actually been taken away immediately after he assumed responsibility for guarding it?
Could he really be a Luck Heart Demon?
Mo Yuan's expression darkened.
A ruthless determination appeared in his eyes.
No matter what, he had to possess this junior.
There were still things he needed to accomplish.
The Pure Yang Holy Body.
The immortal bone.
The mysterious opportunity.
With all three combined, he could definitely ascend to immortality.
While Mo Yu was still receiving the inheritance—
Mo Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
Because he saw Mo Yu flying toward him on a sword.
So fast?
He finished accepting the inheritance already?
Although Mo Yuan possessed Soul Transformation Realm strength while Mo Yu was merely a Golden Core cultivator...
He felt no confidence whatsoever.
Not anymore.
The existence of that mysterious woman's opportunity made him unable to estimate Mo Yu's true strength.
At that moment, his gaze landed upon Chu Yuli.
A trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes.
His original requirements for possession had been strict.
The target had to be alive.
Male.
Possess a special physique.
And hold significant status.
Now he could only lower his standards.
As long as the target was alive, it would do.
---
Chu Yuli's attention remained fixed on Mo Yu.
Yet from the corner of her eye, she never stopped watching Mo Yuan.
By now, she had already figured out how to use the Human Emperor Banner.
As long as she supplied it with spiritual power, it would automatically protect its owner.
There was no reason to fear Mo Yuan...
Right?
Even though Master had personally given it to her, she still felt somewhat nervous.
After all...
That was an Immortal.
Even if he was on the verge of death, he was still an Immortal.
A starving camel was still bigger than a horse.
Just then, Mo Yuan moved.
His body transformed into a streak of black qi as he lunged directly toward her.
Chu Yuli reacted instantly.
Without hesitation, she poured spiritual power into the Human Emperor Banner wrapped around her finger.
The tiny banner immediately expanded to its original form.
Dark qi billowed.
Its ominous presence spread across the surroundings.
"A Soul Banner?!"
Mo Yuan's pupils shrank violently.
Shock filled his eyes.
However, the shock quickly turned into disdain.
A mere Qi Refining cultivator.
How much power could she possibly draw from a Soul Banner?
The cultivation world still followed basic laws.
It was impossible for a Qi Refining cultivator to command souls above the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Yet the next moment—
Mo Yuan was completely dumbfounded.
A Soul Transformation Realm soul suddenly burst forth from the banner and charged toward him.
Although it was only a First-Level Soul Transformation soul...
Mo Yuan could clearly sense its terrifying foundation.
This had once been an extraordinary Soul Transformation cultivator with the potential to ascend to immortality.
"Damn it!"
Mo Yuan cursed inwardly.
Just what kind of monsters were these two?
One Golden Core.
One Qi Refining.
How had they managed to capture a Soul Transformation cultivator?
And where was a Qi Refining cultivator getting enough spiritual power to command it?
He dared not underestimate the situation.
Immediately, he activated a secret art.
Burning his Divine Soul, he forcibly raised his strength.
As his aura climbed steadily, hope reignited in his heart.
One breath.
He only needed one breath to destroy this banner spirit.
But before he could act—
A bolt of purple lightning descended from the heavens.
Boom!
Thunder roared.
Mo Yuan's soul body instantly became translucent, as though it might dissipate at any moment.
"This... how is this possible..."
His voice trembled with disbelief.
Turning his head, he stared at the source of the lightning.
Mo Yu.
"A Heaven-Rank lightning technique?"
"You can actually cast a Heaven-Rank lightning technique?"
"This is impossible!"
Mo Yuan cried out involuntarily.
The Mo Clan had long since declined.
All Heaven-Rank inheritances should have disappeared ages ago.
How could a descendant still possess such a technique?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
---
Mo Yu flashed forward and appeared instantly in front of Chu Yuli.
The Human Emperor Banner returned to his hand.
Looking at his back, Chu Yuli's heart was filled with admiration.
Master is amazing.
He must have been hiding his true strength all along.
Maybe Master is actually an Immortal as well!
Naturally, Mo Yu had no idea what was going through her mind.
He was just about to eliminate this hidden danger completely when laughter suddenly rang out.
"Hahaha!"
"Good! Very good!"
"Kid, the younger generation truly surpasses the old!"
Mo Yuan laughed loudly.
His voice contained admiration.
Relief.
And emotions too complicated to describe.
Mo Yu frowned slightly.
What was this old man trying to do?
Although confused, he remained vigilant.
Lightning crackled within his palm.
The Heavenly Profound Lightning Technique was ready to strike at any moment.
"Kid, at first I thought you had simply stumbled into this place through luck."
"But I never imagined your abilities would reach such a level."
"It seems the Heavens have not abandoned my Mo Clan after all!"
Mo Yuan's voice rang out once more.
"Mo Yu, was it?"
"As the final descendant of the Mo Clan, the future of the clan rests upon your shoulders!"
His voice suddenly rose.
Filled with boundless expectation.
Before the final words had fully left his mouth, his soul body ignited.
Purple flames engulfed him.
His figure became increasingly illusory.
Burning his Divine Soul?
Again?
Hadn't he already done that once?
Mo Yu was bewildered.
Yet he remained on guard.
Mo Yuan's body continued to dissolve like morning mist beneath the rising sun.
Only the purple flames grew brighter and brighter.
At the center of the flames, a purple sphere slowly emerged.
Crystal clear.
Radiating powerful soul fluctuations.
It resembled a medicinal pill condensed from pure spiritual essence.
"This is a Soul Pill formed from the entirety of my Divine Soul power."
"It will strengthen your Divine Soul and ensure a smooth cultivation path all the way to the Soul Transformation Realm!"