Ancient Star of the Heavenly Vault, Horizontal Tribulation Valley.

Chen Qingyuan didn’t wait for Zhangsun Fengye and the others; he wanted to find some people to stretch his muscles and vent his dissatisfaction.

Hearing that a Fortune Green Lotus had appeared here, Chen Qingyuan naturally couldn’t miss it.

The Hundred Veins Banquet had always been about competing for fortune.

This time, due to the eruption of numerous historical secret realms across various regions, the intensity of the fortune competition had been overshadowed.

Generally, the power of fortune is intangible and elusive, impossible to capture.

However, within the ancient mystical realms, fortune can be materialized.

If one can obtain enough fortune at the Hundred Veins Banquet, it would greatly benefit both oneself and one’s sect.

To put it simply, if your fortune is high enough, you might find spirit herbs just by stepping outside.

You might trip over something while walking and discover it’s a ten-thousand-year-old spirit wood.

Enter a random cave, and you could find a long-lost high-quality secret art.

Such events are the privileges of those blessed by fortune.

Ordinary people don’t have such outrageous luck, but if they can enhance their fortune at the Hundred Veins Banquet, their future path of cultivation would be much smoother and less perilous.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Over ten people were engaged in a fierce battle in Horizontal Tribulation Valley, all vying for the palm-sized Fortune Green Lotus.

Watching the intense fight, Chen Qingyuan didn’t hide like last time. Instead, he revealed himself directly, waved his hand, and declared domineeringly, “Stop fighting, this thing is mine!”

Swish, swish, swish—

A dozen fierce gazes fell on Chen Qingyuan, and the battle abruptly stopped. “Who?”

After a glance, more than half of the Heaven’s Pride recognized Chen Qingyuan, their pupils shrinking, expressions turning serious.

Not long ago, Chen Qingyuan had fought with Wan Ling, the Holy Son of Star-Plucking Tower, showcasing immense strength. This incident had spread among the crowd, causing quite a stir.

“How arrogant.”

A man in black, holding a long spear, his clothes somewhat tattered from the battle, spoke up.

The dozen or so people looked at Chen Qingyuan with hostility, their weapons subtly aimed at him.

The Fortune Green Lotus was extremely precious; no one wanted to let go and was willing to use all their strength to fight for it.

“Arrogant?” Chen Qingyuan sneered, waving his sleeve to create a gust of wind that shattered many stones in the valley, breaking hundreds of giant trees, most of their trunks turning to powder. “I am arrogant, what can you do about it?”

With anger simmering in his heart, Chen Qingyuan abandoned his usual cautious approach, intending to stretch his muscles and vent his frustration.

“You are not fated with Taiwei…”

This cold and mechanical voice had been echoing in Chen Qingyuan’s ears, lingering for a long time.

I painstakingly walked in the space of the Emperor’s weapon fragments for over ten years, only to be dismissed with a “not fated.” This experience almost made Chen Qingyuan curse out loud, unable to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

At such times, a fight or multiple fights was the best solution.

Since my life isn’t going well, I might as well make sure others don’t have it easy either.

“How dare you!”

Someone shouted, not believing that Chen Qingyuan was as powerful as the rumors said, thinking it was mostly exaggerated.

Immediately, several people charged at Chen Qingyuan, intending to teach him a lesson.

Faced with this situation, Chen Qingyuan couldn’t be happier, feeling quite excited.

“Come, fight!”

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan was surrounded by several people.

Others stood in the void, watching, thinking this would surely be a fierce battle.

However, the reality was unexpected.

Chen Qingyuan, wielding the Yulan Sword, unleashed several powerful strikes, easily defeating one opponent, suppressing him underground, the surrounding area sealed by sharp sword intent, rendering him immobile.

Then, like a ghost, Chen Qingyuan flashed behind another opponent, thrusting his sword, quickly shattering his protective barrier, forcing him to retreat, spitting blood.

“Don’t be careless, attack together!”

The others, alarmed, stood back-to-back, wary.

A futile effort!

Chen Qingyuan got serious, not wanting to waste time entangling with them.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

After dozens of moves, the five people fighting Chen Qingyuan were all defeated.

The lightly injured spat blood, their breath chaotic. The severely injured bore several gruesome sword scars, some even losing an arm.

“Now, does anyone still object?”

Chen Qingyuan stood at the highest point, overlooking the people in Horizontal Tribulation Valley, his face cold.

The battle came quickly and ended quickly.

Those Heaven’s Pride who had hoped to benefit from the fight were stunned, not knowing what to do.

Chen Qingyuan’s ruthless and powerful display made everyone’s soul tremble, filling them with fear.

Everyone remained silent, not daring to speak loudly.

In front of a dozen people, Chen Qingyuan took the Fortune Green Lotus rooted in a corner of the valley.

Even though they were angry and dissatisfied, they could only watch helplessly, lacking the courage to act.

With the previous example, they knew Chen Qingyuan’s strength was no rumor but a fact, clearly understanding that even together, they couldn’t win.

Thus, Chen Qingyuan took the Fortune Green Lotus and swaggered away.

“Cowards.”

Before leaving, Chen Qingyuan mocked.

The crowd was furious but didn’t dare to speak, their faces turning blue with suppressed anger, their eyes glaring like copper bells.

Whoosh!

Then, Chen Qingyuan began scouring the nearby resources. If anyone tried to stop him, he would fight without hesitation.

In just half a year, not only had he offended various forces in the Imperial Province, but also Heaven’s Pride from other regions.

He had fought at least a dozen times, seizing numerous resources.

In the dark, Chen Qingyuan counted his gains over the past six months: eight high-quality spirit veins, six pieces of purple gold dry stone, four Fortune Green Lotuses, and various miscellaneous items.

“Robbing is indeed more profitable than scheming.”

In the past, Chen Qingyuan wouldn’t have acquired so many resources in many years.

Why was Chen Qingyuan hiding in the dark?

Because he had heard that a group of Heaven’s Pride from the Pear Blossom Palace of the Southern Region had obtained a three-meter-high piece of extraterrestrial meteorite, which was extremely valuable.

Based on Chen Qingyuan’s calculations, these Heaven’s Pride would likely meet up with their sect’s experts to protect the meteorite.

Chen Qingyuan deduced multiple times, believing that this group from the Pear Blossom Palace would most likely pass through this place, so he set up an ambush early.

He put on a mask, changed his body shape, concealed his original aura, and wore the attire of a Star-Plucking Tower disciple.

Recently, Chen Qingyuan had clashed with people from the Star-Plucking Tower many times, taking their clothes as well.

“Now it’s useful.”

This wasn’t framing; it was… adding a bit of pressure to the people of Star-Plucking Tower, giving them enough motivation to rise against the current.

For their own good.

Chen Qingyuan considered himself very kind, always thinking of others.

“They’re coming!”

A few hours later, Chen Qingyuan saw a warship appearing from the depths of the starry sky, focusing intently.