Great Luck

Chapter 9: The Second Goldfinger that Defies Heaven

Even with Goldfinger, it would be impossible to kill an enemy that surpasses a major realm, let alone Zi Dong's Goldfinger, which is for theft rather than combat.

While others were passionately killing, Zi Dong and the Innate Realm cultivator from the Demon Race surrounded Elder Yuan Chen. Feng Qingwu and the girl in the white dress were spinning in mid-air.

Innate Realm Demonic Cultivators were not impulsive, but rather very clever, because Elder Yuan Chen promised not to intervene.

If he killed Zi Dong by Elder Yuan Chen's side, he would become famous in the Eastern Continent and become a source of pride for the Demon Race.

Not only would he slap Elder Yuan Chen's face, but also Cloud Heaven Sect's face, and even the face of the Dao Sect!

"I'll go kill him!" Feng Qingwu immediately volunteered. Her cultivation level was two small realms higher than the Demon Race cultivator chasing Zi Dong.

"No need." Elder Yuan Chen's voice was extremely low, as if afraid of being heard by Zi Dong. This immediately startled Feng Qingwu and the girl in the white dress.

However, Elder Yuan Chen continued to stare at the blue-robed cultivator in mid-air without explaining to the two of them, allowing Zi Dong to be chased by the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator.

The girl in the white dress was a beauty, the type that Zi Dong liked, and Feng Qingwu was also present. Zi Dong felt embarrassed to ask Elder Yuan Chen for help.

Moreover, he didn't dare to get too close to the three of them, which gave the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator the courage to continue chasing him.

But as they continued the chase, both Zi Dong and the Innate Realm cultivator noticed something unusual, and Elder Yuan Chen's group also noticed.

Once the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator was within three meters of Zi Dong, his speed would immediately decrease, and his movements would become sluggish. The pressure he exerted on Zi Dong would also decrease.

After observing for two rounds, Zi Dong finally discovered the problem. It was the purple energy in his main meridian. As long as the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator was within three meters of him, the purple energy would become restless.

Why was this happening? How could the purple energy in his main meridian suppress the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator?

Zi Dong didn't dare to test it. If the purple energy suddenly malfunctioned, he would become a ghost under the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator's blade.

"Zi Dong, kill him!" Just as the two continued to spin, Elder Yuan Chen suddenly shouted. Both of them immediately froze in place, startling Feng Qingwu and the girl in the white dress.

Zi Dong, being quick to react, knew that Elder Yuan Chen was a Body Integration realm cultivator. Even if there was only a short distance between them, he could still protect his life.

Taking advantage of the momentum from turning around, Zi Dong summoned the flying sword beneath his feet and swung it towards the head of the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator.

While Qi Refinement realm cultivators couldn't fly with their physical bodies, they could still wield their swords in mid-air during battle.

Zi Dong was capable of flying with his sword, but his control over using the sword to kill was still weak.

The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator misunderstood and thought that Elder Yuan Chen was about to make a move and turned to escape.

Because Zi Dong reacted first, the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator was one step behind, and the distance between them instantly shortened to one meter.

"Boom!" The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator sensed the danger and immediately unleashed all his power. The pressure of a realm higher than Zi Dong's enveloped him.

[The Eastern Purple Energy has been successfully activated, consuming 10,000 points of Second Grade luck, and can directly restrain a first-layer Innate Realm Demon Race cultivator.]

An ancient, desolate, and sorrowful thought force rushed towards Zi Dong like a primordial beast, almost shattering his soul.

The purple energy that had been dormant in his main meridian instantly surged into all the meridians that had been opened, and a sense of controlling the world emerged in Zi Dong's soul.

"The ancients are not seen, nor are the future generations seen. Contemplating the vastness of heaven and earth, I am filled with sorrow and tears."

Chen Ziang's "Song of Climbing the Tower in Youzhou" suddenly flashed in Zi Dong's mind, "Who determines the rise and fall of the vast land?"

The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator, who had originally wanted to kill Zi Dong, turned and ran. He felt that Zi Dong had turned into a terrifying primordial beast.

"What are you standing there for? Chase after him!" Elder Yuan Chen angrily shouted at the dumbfounded Zi Dong, directly bringing him down from his lofty position as the Heavenly Emperor.

Zi Dong quickly dropped his flying sword and immediately chased after the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator.

Who was that powerful thought force that almost shattered his soul?

Could it be his Goldfinger?

But wasn't the one that stole luck his Goldfinger?

Could it be that he had two Goldfingers?!

"But I don't have ten thousand points of Second Grade luck!" Zi Dong chased after the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator while attempting to communicate with that terrifying power of consciousness.

[Consuming one thousand points of Second Grade luck can defeat a first-level Innate Realm Demon Race cultivator.]

Surprisingly, there was a response, but it made Zi Dong very uncomfortable. He always felt like he would be devoured by the primordial beast, Donglai Purple Qi.

"I don't have one thousand points of Second Grade luck either. How about five hundred points?" Zi Dong began to negotiate with Donglai Purple Qi, as the consumption of luck was too high.

However, when he caught up to the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator, that ancient, desolate, and sorrowful power of consciousness ignored him.

Damn, it ran to the feet of that blue-robed Demon Race cultivator!

[Consuming ten thousand points of Seventh Grade luck can bind a seventh-level Refining Star Realm Demon Race cultivator. Consuming one thousand points of Seventh Grade luck can defeat a seventh-level Refining Star Realm Demon Race cultivator.]

Zi Dong was about to turn around and escape back to Elder Yuanchen's side, but he was almost scared to death by that power of consciousness.

This is too damn outrageous!

And it's a perfect match with that luck-stealing Goldfinger!

But where can he steal Seventh Grade luck?

The grade of luck is related to one's cultivation level. He already considers it incredible to obtain Second Grade luck at the Qi Refining Realm.

If he could really steal Eleventh Grade luck, wouldn't he be able to dominate the Heavenly Fate Continent with just Qi Refining Realm cultivation?

"Um, Donglai Purple Qi, how much luck is needed to kill this Refining Star Realm seventh-level Demon Race cultivator?"

Capturing and defeating alone is not enough to establish dominance. He must kill a few to establish his authority, and it must be a KO.

Zi Dong suddenly remembered that the blue-robed Demon Race cultivator had been locked onto by Elder Yuanchen, so he didn't need to run at all.

But that power of consciousness ignored him again, as if it wasn't interested in killing. Zi Dong asked for a long time but received no response.

The Innate Realm Demon Race cultivator was worried that Elder Yuanchen would make a move, so he directly ran to the feet of the blue-robed Demon Race cultivator.

But Zi Dong unexpectedly dared to chase after him, and even more unexpectedly, he stood in front of the blue-robed Demon Race cultivator, staring straight at him.

And his gaze was definitely studying how to kill the blue-robed Demon Race cultivator!

"Hey!" The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator immediately shouted and summoned a large knife into his hand, rushing towards Zi Dong to kill him.

He absolutely cannot let Zi Dong stare at Elder Yuanchen like that again. Otherwise, if Elder Yuanchen gets angry, even his life won't be guaranteed.

Although Zi Dong was staring at the blue-robed Demonic Cultivator, he didn't forget about the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator. Before the latter could charge over, he immediately turned around and ran.

Although Donglai Purple Qi could delay the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator, Zi Dong didn't dare to bet with his own life. What if Donglai Purple Qi didn't work?

The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator was also frustrated. Zi Dong was like a hedgehog, the closer he got, the slower his speed and the more sluggish his movements.

Elder Yuanchen and Feng Qingwu showed no intention of making a move. The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator continued to chase, and the three of them circled in the air again.

Zi Dong became more and more frustrated as he ran. Elder Yuanchen made a promise not to intervene, and Feng Qingwu was actually just watching the show.

Just for this, he can't have her!

[Consuming five hundred points of Second Grade luck can control the flying sword and scare away the Innate Realm Demon Race cultivator!]

Donglai Purple Qi finally couldn't stand it anymore. This body also belonged to him, and being chased like this was too embarrassing.

Zi Dong's True Qi consumption was already significant. He was about to land next to Elder Yuanchen, making the Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator no longer dare to chase him.

Unexpectedly, Donglai Purple Qi finally lowered the threshold. Zi Dong immediately plucked five hundred red leaves from the luck tree and quickly merged them into the purple qi in his meridians.

"Swish!" Before Zi Dong could control it, the flying sword under his feet rushed out. In the flickering purple light, it turned into a giant sword like a spear.

"Crack!" "Bang!" The Innate Realm Demonic Cultivator only had time to block with his knife, but the knife was directly split in half, and he was knocked to the ground.

Zi Dong looked at the flying sword that quickly flew back to his feet and really wanted to teach Donglai Purple Qi that swords are used for cutting, not for slapping people.

Why not use the two sides of the blade and instead use the middle part to slap!

(End of this chapter)