Chapter 117: Heavenly Dao Blessing!
Ding! Return to True ended: You died.
Ding! Return to True is settling, please wait…
Ding! Settlement complete.
Items that can be brought back this time: Human-Demon bloodline x1, the Void Return True Lord’s dojo space x1, the Human Race’s damaged Ancient Records x1, the Human Race’s damaged fortune x1, a Demon Race treasure x1, a Mahayana Demon Venerable’s Inner Core x1, a Ninth-Rank Puppet x1…
As the Return to True ended, a series of System notifications rang out beside Lu Qingyang’s ears.
Now that the intensity of Return to True was growing greater and greater, every time it ended, Lu Qingyang had to spend a long time before he could recover.
But at this moment, Lu Qingyang was already numb to all of this.
“Hoo…”
He drew a deep breath, then slowly sat up.
His gaze fell upon the Return to True rewards, the items that could be brought back.
Without question, the three most eye-catching rewards were one, the Human Race’s damaged fortune.
The next was the Mahayana Demon Venerable’s Inner Core, which was surely the Myriad Fox Demon Venerable’s Inner Core.
As for the last, it was the Ninth-Rank Puppet comparable to a Mahayana Venerable, which he had refined at the cost of his life.
This puppet has been enhanced by my strengthened unconscious primordial spirit. In the future, as long as the materials are complete, it can be promoted to an Immortal Puppet at any time.
Calling it a pseudo-Immortal Puppet would not be an exaggeration.
But good as this thing is, I already know the refining experience by heart. Once I have the materials in the future, I can produce one at any time.
Lu Qingyang inwardly pondered.
In this Return to True, the two items he had the hardest time deciding between were one, this Human Race damaged fortune.
The other was this Ninth-Rank Puppet.
After all, that Human Race damaged fortune was at least four or five strands this time, several times more than in the Simulation.
If he could obtain it, everything would surely go smoothly afterward.
But this Ninth-Rank Puppet was something he had refined at the cost of his life. Even if he had resources again in the future, it would probably be hard to refine an identical one.
So in truth, Lu Qingyang was more inclined to choose this Ninth-Rank Puppet.
“However…”
Lu Qingyang suddenly recalled a certain Spirit Artifact he had once obtained from Return to True.
I am only at Soul Transformation now. That Ninth-Rank Puppet has its own primordial spirit, so it surely will not be so easy to control.
If I bring it back, and I cannot control it, I’m afraid no one in the Chaotian Sect could restrain it.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang made his decision.
This Human Race fortune should by rights be a bit more precious than the Ninth-Rank Puppet.
After all, puppets can be found everywhere in the future, but fortune… I have not encountered it even once in tens of thousands of Simulation Return to Trues.
If not for encountering a world where the Demon Race was powerful and the Human Race did not show itself, I probably would not have had this fortuitous fate.
As he thought, Lu Qingyang no longer hesitated and directly chose to bring it back.
“Bring it back! The Human Race’s damaged fortune!”
Ding! Congratulations, host, on a successful retrieval.
Item name: Human Race damaged fortune.
Item origin: the fortune of the Human Race struggling bitterly in the Simulation.
Item analysis: Humans are the spirit of all things, the favored children of the world when heaven and earth first opened. However, because their world is suppressed by the Demon Race, their fortune does not manifest, and only four strands remain. Yet if those four strands are gathered in one person, they can ward off disaster and enjoy blessings, with Heaven protecting the good, worthy of being called heaven-defying.
Item hint: One who obtains this fortune enjoys the protection of heaven and earth. The more prosperous the race, the stronger the fortune!
“Buzz!”
As his words fell.
The scene of the Simulation’s retrieval appeared once again.
Except this time, four strands of golden qi slowly descended from the air, hovering before him.
Four whole strands of Human Race fortune!
Even in the real world, how many strands of fortune does the Prison Dragon Realm have?
As Lu Qingyang spoke, he had already opened his mouth and nose, slowly absorbing those four strands of Human Race fortune.
In an instant, a vast and pure stream of qi exploded within his mouth, filling every part of his body.
His whole being felt as comfortable as if soaking in a hot spring.
At the same time, he also felt his body seemingly undergo some kind of cleansing, becoming increasingly refined.
Sure enough, worthy of being the Human Race’s fortune!
Lu Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of a smile.
But this feeling only lasted a few seconds.
Then Lu Qingyang’s brows knitted tightly, his expression turning slightly off.
The reason was naturally that he once again sensed that terrifying Heavenly Dao pressure from the Prison Dragon Realm!
“Rumble!”
Above the Chaotian Sect, upon the distant heavens.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed, dark clouds gathered densely, and waves of roaring could faintly be heard.
At the same time, within those clouds, it seemed a vast gaze was fixed intently upon the Chaotian Sect.
As if determined to find some unusual aura within it.
And this scene naturally disturbed the entire Chaotian Sect’s disciples.
Within Yang Yu’s mind, the Heaven Sword Venerable was even more terrified without end.
What on earth is going on! That Heavenly Dao aura has appeared again!
Just what is in this Chaotian Sect!!
Sensing that Heavenly Dao aura searching everywhere, as if it would never rest until it found the anomaly, the Heaven Sword Venerable’s voice was full of panic and dread.
He had attained the Supreme for several thousand years and had never been as alarmed as he was today.
The Heavenly Dao aura had visited twice. Could it be that this Chaotian Sect was hiding a True Immortal or something!
And as Lu Qingyang gradually refined those four strands of fortune.
Fifty percent of the fortune of a weak Human Race in a Demon Race World was now concentrated on a single person.
However small this fortune was, gathered together at this moment, it was still extremely vast.
“Buzz!”
Streaks of inexplicable aura abruptly rose from all around Lu Qingyang, spreading along the surface of his body up to the skies above the Chaotian Sect.
In an instant, birds sang and flowers bloomed, and clusters of auspicious clouds filled the skies above the Chaotian Sect.
The auspicious omens throughout the sect made the Chaotian Sect at this moment comparable to a grotto-heaven Blessed Land.
And that Heavenly Dao aura finally traced the source of this great fortune.
After sensing that it was Human Race fortune, it seemed no longer to rage, but rather to rejoice.
After all, the Prison Dragon Realm was a world dominated by the Human Race. The more prosperous the Human Race’s fortune, the stronger this world’s Heavenly Dao became.
“Boom!”
In that instant, a sheet of thunder light descended from the firmament, shrouding the Chaotian Sect.
Fortunately, however, this thunder light did no harm to people. Instead, it amplified the Chaotian Sect’s auspicious atmosphere!
One could see that with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao aura, within the medicinal fields covering the mountains of the Chaotian Sect, spirit herbs took root and sprouted rapidly, growing strong and sturdy.
Even on a huge boulder before the mountain gate, a fruit had formed, looking crystalline and translucent, like crystal, giving off an enticing fragrance.
The greatest change was at the peak’s Spirit Lake.
The peak’s Spirit Lake, already rich in spiritual qi, after receiving the Heavenly Dao’s grace, saw its spiritual liquid surge by thirty percent. The spirit mist at the center of the Spirit Lake also turned into a thick spiritual paste, and the spiritual power within it grew nearly a hundred times richer.
Even the Spirit Fish in the lake transformed at this moment into Spirit Dragons!
“Hoo… this is the Heavenly Dao’s grace!”
“The Chaotian Sect has actually received the Heavenly Dao’s grace!”
Sensing the changes all around.
The Heaven Sword Venerable’s shock could no longer be described in words.
He had lived for over ten thousand years, yet this was the first time he had seen such a situation.
After all, as long as he knew, any sect that received the Heavenly Dao’s grace would surely be filled with immortals and sages in the future!
No… perhaps I should also formally take a mountain gate.
Even if I only become an Outer Gate disciple of this Chaotian Sect, that would be fine, as long as I have a title.
Thinking of this, the Heaven Sword Venerable immediately made up his mind, preparing to formally join the Chaotian Sect!