Tu Longjian secretly thought that there was more pretense than genuine affection.

If the progress bar weren't still stuck at 10% from the first encounter.

She really did have the illusion that their love was stronger than gold.

She still couldn't match the acting skills of the arrogant emperor in the harem.

Looking at Fang Milu again, she stood alone in the distance, seemingly watching from the sidelines with her arms crossed.

But the heavy breathing, the messy hair, and the dirt and dust on the hem of his clothes were all noticeable.

But this betrayed the fact that she wasn't as cold as she appeared.

Tu Longjian sincerely said to Fang Milu, "Sister Fang, thank you for all your hard work for me."

Fang Milu jumped up as if stung when she met her bright, smiling eyes.

"……What?"

She turned her head away, a slight smile playing at the corners of her lips in the shadows.

"I'm not worried about you at all. Don't thank me."

Tu Longjian just smiled and didn't say anything.

Before long, the group returned to the banana leaves and continued on their way.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Tu Longjian finally put away the smile that was always on his face.

Her expression was cold and stern as she silently invoked the fortune-telling instrument in her mind.

"Xiaoyi, what just happened?"

"How did I fall down like this?"

After sensing her destiny, she was even more astonished.

"All the luck I've absorbed these past few days... has vanished!"

The fortune teller sighed in her mind: "You've figured it out."

"Because your current destiny is an ominous sign, with one disaster after another."

"Absorbing those few strands of luck, barely thicker than a hair, is simply not enough."

"You are just a mortal, and you will surely die if you fall from a great height."

"At the critical moment, I used up all my luck to shield you from disaster."

"We must speed things up and absorb more luck."

"There's also cultivation; the higher the level, the easier it is to plunder one's luck."

"As the gap between you and Long Aotian widens, it will become increasingly difficult to absorb his teachings."

Tu Longjian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Therefore, I cannot cultivate without plundering the luck of others."

"Without cultivation, one cannot obtain more fortune."

"At the same time, we also need to use the good fortune we've already gained to ward off disaster?"

The fortune teller replied, "That's why it's considered a defying-the-gods act."

"To form a closed loop is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Tu Longjian finally began to truly experience the power of defying the heavens.

She calmed down and said in her mind, "Xiaoyi, thank you for your help. Please increase the plundering intensity to level two."

The fortune teller hesitated for a moment: "With your current physical strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

"Only by applying pressure to the soul will you feel a burning pain."

Tu Longjian had thought it through clearly, and said fearlessly:

"I still have a useless spiritual root, but I'll wait until I join a cultivation sect."

“When the time comes to test my spiritual roots, Gan Xiuming will abandon me.”

"Before that, you must at least cultivate a spiritual root of the lowest level."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to step into the sect's gates, let alone see Gan Xiuming."

"A true... worlds apart!"

"I wonder when I'll meet the next Long Aotian."

"It is impossible for a mortal to get close."

"This is my only chance."

The fortune teller hurriedly said, "It's good that you've thought it through. I'll activate the jammer, and they won't notice anything unusual about you."

"Thank you for your trouble." Tu Longjian said solemnly.

That night, a banana leaf rested on an open space.

A scene of tranquility.

The sound of sparks crackling could be heard from time to time from the campfire.

The four of them rested by leaning against a tree.

Tu Longjian fell asleep next to Gan Xiuming, looking peaceful, as if he had entered a sweet dream.

Unseen by anyone, the golden lotus above Gan Xiuming's head was spinning rapidly, resisting the plunder.

However, it still turned into a continuous stream of golden ash, flowing towards Tu Longjian.

Inside the shield, Tu Longjian's expression was ferocious, and his soul couldn't help but tremble.

She waved her hands, trying to press on the painful spot.

However, the pain in one's soul is something that cannot even be touched.

You can only endure it until you become numb.

At the break of dawn, a tiny crimson petal broke through the soil.

The golden lotus's rotation speed slowed down, gradually returning to its initial speed.

The color is just a bit dull.

The fine golden powder that had been floating among the petals had disappeared and re-condensed above Tu Longjian's head.

"TuTu, congratulations, you have lit up your first destiny point."

The fortune teller's joyful voice suddenly rang out, waking Tu Longjian from his unconsciousness.

"It will slightly change your bad luck."

"This part of the fortune has changed from a free state to an inherent state."

Tu Longjian smiled with satisfaction.

She looked down at her clothes, which were soaked with sweat.

No, that can't be explained.

So, dragging his tired body, he quietly went to the lakeside to change and wash.

The cold water droplets slid across her smooth skin, sending a shiver through her body.

Compared to the burning pain in her soul, this chill felt incredibly comfortable to her.

The feverish brain also came to its senses.

"This is the place, the place the Destiny Star Chart points to."

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the bushes.

Tu Longjian and the other person stared at each other for a long time before both of them screamed.

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

"Xiaoyi, didn't you detect that there was no one nearby?!"

The fortune teller muttered, "It did detect no one. Unless the other person has..."

Tu Longjian quickly put on the dry clothes from his bag, and, his face flushed, slapped the other man across the face.

Wen Yeci's handsome face flushed slightly, and the swollen handprint on his face was very noticeable under the moonlight.

He turned around as if waking from a dream, and said blankly:

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