Eighteen Fortune Green Lotuses—if word of this got out, who knows how many people would lose their minds.

In the Ancient World, ninety-nine percent of ordinary Heaven’s Pride can’t even get their hands on a single lotus. Sometimes, even if they find one, it gets snatched away by more powerful figures.

Those few who are lucky enough to obtain one would never tell anyone and would hide it away secretly.

People like Zhangsun Fengye and Wu Junyan only have eight lotuses each.

The Buddha’s child only has two, and those were given to him by Chen Qingyuan.

But the Buddha’s child doesn’t care about such external things. If it weren’t for Chen Qingyuan insisting, he wouldn’t have even taken them.

In his eyes, whether it’s spirit stones or divine weapons, they are all worldly possessions, unworthy of greed.

“It feels like something strange has entered my body, something intangible.”

Chen Qingyuan slowly refined the Fortune Green Lotus, feeling an indescribable sense of wonder.

The power of fortune is formless and invisible, not a tangible object, so the physical body can’t touch it.

In the future, Chen Qingyuan might find treasures just by walking around, turn misfortune into fortune, and have good things happen one after another.

However, if he encounters a crisis far beyond his own fortune, it won’t help.

After more than ten days, Chen Qingyuan lifted the barrier and instantly felt several gazes upon him. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhangsun Fengye and the others looking at him with strange expressions. “What’s up?”

“Old Chen, be honest, how many fortune items did you get?” Zhangsun Fengye asked on behalf of everyone.

They had been refining their lotuses for many days and were surprised that Chen Qingyuan hadn’t come out yet.

“Not many,” Chen Qingyuan replied with an awkward smile.

“Speak,” Zhangsun Fengye demanded with a stern look.

We were all acting together, so how did you manage to get so many Fortune Green Lotuses?

Little did they know, after parting ways, Chen Qingyuan had hidden his true identity and robbed the evildoers of various Sacred Grounds. Though it was risky, the rewards were substantial.

“Eighteen.”

Since his brothers had asked, Chen Qingyuan didn’t hide it and showed a hand gesture, answering softly.

“So many? No way!”

Everyone was shocked and found it hard to believe.

Knowing the result was enough; no one asked about the process.

With their intelligence, they could easily connect the dots with the rumors of some unknown bandit, understanding without needing to say it out loud.

“Impressive,” Zhangsun Fengye admired.

“Don’t spread this around; it could bring trouble,” Chen Qingyuan reminded.

“Don’t worry, we get it,” everyone nodded, knowing what to say and what not to say.

A few months later, the red mist began to dissipate.

“Swish—”

The thick mist retreated to the edge of the star sea in the Ancient World, and the supreme laws entwined around everyone.

Chen Qingyuan clearly felt his body losing control, slowly floating up.

Not only Chen Qingyuan, but everyone else was also experiencing the same.

When soldiers come, they will be blocked; when water arrives, it will be covered with earth!

As they were about to leave, Chen Qingyuan glanced at Wu Junyan beside him, gritting his teeth and preparing to face any difficulties.

“Boom…”

A massive vortex formed in the depths of the starry sky, and everyone was drawn to this area by the power of the supreme laws, then swallowed by the vortex.

Dizzy and with a blacked-out vision, after about half an incense stick’s time, Chen Qingyuan regained control of his body. Opening his eyes, he saw a brilliant star river stretching into the distance, with no end in sight.

He was in the starry sky of Baichen Star.

Countless war chariots and warships hovered nearby, their spiritual light dazzling, with lifelike carvings and a majestic aura.

Further away stood a magnificent treasure palace, where many old fellows were discussing worldly matters.

“Swish, swish, swish…”

Numerous Heaven’s Pride emerged from the vortex at the edge of Baichen Star. A rough glance showed nearly ten thousand people.

Half of them had died in the Ancient World, some due to triggering prohibitions, others killed by their peers.

“The Hundred Veins Banquet ends here.”

The door of an ancient palace in the depths of the starry sky opened, and an elderly voice echoed, causing everyone’s souls to tremble, not daring to move.

The speaker was undoubtedly an old relic from the Imperial Province, with strength at the peak of the Great Vehicle.

“Surviving is good enough.”

The Heaven’s Pride from each sect immediately rushed to their respective territories, with their sect elders looking relieved.

“Although it’s a pity not to have gained any fortune, this experience is the most important.”

Flowers grown in a greenhouse can’t withstand the wind and rain outside. Letting young people experience life and death hardships, understanding the difficulties of the cultivation path, will make them the pillars of the Sacred Ground in the future.

“Xingyun, why aren’t you talking? This isn’t like you at all!”

On an ancient war chariot of Penglai Manor, an inner elder looked at the silent Su Xingyun and asked.

Su Xingyun remained silent, not saying a word.

“Indeed, it’s strange,” the Holy Son of Penglai glanced at Su Xingyun, thinking to himself.

The Su Xingyun of the past was never a quiet person.

If you had been beaten up, you might be like this too!

Su Xingyun hadn’t yet recovered from the shadow of the Buddha’s child.

Meanwhile, Heaven’s Pride from various places began recounting the events in the Ancient World, and some forces were preparing to leave quickly to avoid being targeted by thieves.

However, the old fellows heard a piece of news that made them reconsider leaving quickly.

“Wu Junyan from the Northern Wilderness obtained a shocking fortune, a fragment of an Emperor’s weapon.”

In a short moment, this news reached the ears of the high-levels of various sects, causing a huge uproar.

“What!”

Even the old fellows who had roamed the world for many years were shocked by this news.

“I once obtained a broken ancient book, which recorded half a sentence about the Great Emperor. The Imperial Province may not just be a name; it holds deep meaning. Now, a junior has obtained a fragment of an Emperor’s weapon, which may contain a complete Emperor’s Mark…”

An old fellow who had touched upon ancient history knew well what the Great Emperor signified.

“You said you saw the figure of an ancient emperor, are you joking?”

The elders questioned the juniors with serious faces, even using lie detection techniques to ensure the credibility of the matter.

“The historical traces from three hundred thousand years ago were erased by great terror. If what the juniors say is true, then the fragment of the Emperor’s weapon might be the key to unlocking these mysteries.”

In an instant, countless terrifying gazes converged on the location of the Northern Wilderness group.

Retreat quickly!

The top forces from the Northern Wilderness made a decision to retreat immediately, not getting involved in this matter.

In the blink of an eye, there wasn’t a single warship near Wu Junyan, making the area around him extremely desolate.

Although they were all from the Northern Wilderness and should look out for each other, this matter involved ancient historical traces, and no force present dared to shelter Wu Junyan.

“You guys should leave too,” Wu Junyan said to Chen Qingyuan beside him, intending to face this alone and not implicate his companions.

“I told you long ago, we’ll face everything together,” Chen Qingyuan said, standing with his hands behind his back, smiling without a trace of fear.