The sudden shout instantly attracted the attention of everyone present. After all, no one expected that someone would shout such words at such an important moment.

Feng Shao also looked at the person who was shouting, and recognized him the next moment.

Ye Chen is the fourth disciple of Third Uncle Du Yuanxi.

This Ye Chen had attracted Feng Shao's attention since the first day he entered the sect, for no other reason than the dazzling purple luck on his head.

After traveling to this world for so many years and figuring out how to use the Tianhua Jade Slip, Feng Shao began to observe the luck of others intentionally or unintentionally. The luck of his master Qing Yangzi is blue, belonging to the middle stream; the luck of his second uncle Qin Zhao is green, belonging to the lower middle stream; and the luck of his third uncle Du Yuanxi is red, belonging to the upper stream.

Feng Shao himself is orange, just lower than red.

(The luck values ​​from low to high are: black, gray, white, green, blue, orange, red, purple, and gold.)

At that time, Feng Shao was a little confused. Why did his master, who was the head of Taiwei Sect, have such low luck? And his third uncle was just an elder who didn't take care of things, but had such strong luck?

On the contrary, Second Uncle's fortune was quite average, and his performance was just like that of an ordinary person.

As for the disciples of Taiwei Sect, most of them have white luck, a few have green luck, and a few have blue luck. Above that, there is none.

Until Lu Qingyuan became his disciple.

Lu Qingyuan's luck is also red, and even redder than Du Yuanxi's.

The only two red lucks in the sect were both with the Third Uncle, which made Feng Shao puzzled and he couldn't help but think carefully. Generally speaking, luck represents a person's potential. The higher the luck level, the greater the potential and the brighter the future. Those with low luck will most likely be mediocre in the future.

The disciples who could join the Taiwei Sect were naturally much more talented than the average person. Therefore, in the Taiwei Sect, white was the most common color. The lower gray ones were mortals who did not even have the qualifications to join the sect.

Feng Shao had seen something worse than gray, which was black. But Feng Shao was not sure what level the black luck belonged to, because he had seen someone whose luck was blue one moment and turned black the next. And all those whose luck turned black would, without exception, die in a very short time.

As for those who die of old age, their fortune has basically no effect on them.

Because the two most fortunate people in the sect came together, Feng Shao deliberately made some attempts, such as deliberately approaching and focusing on cultivating Lu Qingyuan, and building a good relationship with the Third Uncle. The latter worked well, and every time Feng Shao visited the Third Uncle, he was very caring and loving. As for the former, the effect was not so good.

He didn't know what went wrong, but Lu Qingyuan seemed to be somewhat disgusted with him. Although they hadn't turned against each other, Feng Shao had basically never gotten a good response from her.

As for other changes, there were none. Feng Shao's plan to use the luck of these two people to drive the entire sect to take off was thus dashed.

Just when Feng Shao was pondering what the fortunes of these two people meant to the sect, Du Yuanxi accepted a fourth disciple, and it was a male disciple.

But this is not important. What is important is that the luck of this male disciple named "Ye Chen" is surprisingly purple!

Feng Shao had never seen such a strong luck in his life. It was no exaggeration to call someone with such a strong luck the "Son of Luck". When thinking of the name "Ye Chen", which had a distinct protagonist style, Feng Shao, who had not recalled his past life for a long time, was suddenly shocked, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could this guy be the protagonist of this dimension?

After making this guess, Feng Shao deliberately observed Ye Chen for a while and found that Ye Chen was frivolous and undisciplined, and every time he looked at his three senior sisters and even his master, his eyes were not right. Not only that, he was narrow-minded, and would beat anyone who offended him to death without mercy, and never considered the feelings of his fellow disciples. He was selfish and didn't hand in much of the treasures he obtained outside the sect. He basically kept them for himself, and a small part was distributed to his master and senior sisters. When it came to distributing the resources of the sect, he was always the most active one, for fear that he would get less than others.

Besides, this person has very good luck, which can be called amazing. Feng Shao needs the guidance of Tianhua Jade Slip to search for the treasures, but Ye Chen only needs to go down the mountain and walk around to return with a full load. Whoever he saves is a rare person with rare treasures; whatever stone he picks up is an egg of an endangered spirit beast; whatever he walks around, he can meet a few beautiful women with peerless beauty...

In just five years, Ye Chen has been thriving in Taiwei Sect, and his popularity is almost catching up with Feng Shao, the sect's eldest disciple.

Feng Shao was originally quite happy to see Ye Chen's adventure. He was not a jealous person, and having a capable disciple in the sect would also help the sect flourish. However, it didn't take long for Feng Shao to feel something was wrong.

Because Ye Chen was too selfish, so selfish that he would rather give away the treasures he had obtained to a random passerby outside than hand them over to the sect. He had no idea of ​​the sect at all and had never thought about making his own contribution to the development of the sect.

Therefore, Feng Shao quickly gave up the plan to train Ye Chen and supported Lu Qingyuan to prevent the three branches from being overtaken by Ye Chen. Even though Lu Qingyuan had some opinions about herself, she still had a strong sense of belonging to the sect. She believed that if she was in charge of the three branches in the future, she would continue to contribute to the sect.

As for Ye Chen, Feng Shao was not sure what impact this "son of luck" would have on the sect, whether it was positive or negative, whether it would strengthen the sect or cause it to decline. But Feng Shao would naturally keep an eye on this time bomb.

He always knew that Ye Chen was bold and reckless, and also knew that he was arrogant and conceited, but Feng Shao never expected that he would suddenly attack him at this time!

Before Feng Shao could say anything, some of his disciples shouted angrily, "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to object?"

"Big Brother has devoted all his energy to the sect and will not stop until his death. No one is more suitable for the position of Holy Son than him!"

"There are so many strange things happening these days. Anyone dares to show up!"

"Get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude to you!"

…

Amidst the scolding, Ye Chen had a relaxed and contented expression. He looked at Feng Shao without blinking and said with a smile, "Brother Feng, you have been a disciple for thirty years, but you have not yet reached the Golden Core stage. Your aptitude is inferior. Our Taiwei Sect is at least a famous and upright sect in Dongzhou. Do you think that with your aptitude, you are worthy of the position of the Holy Son?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like lighting a powder keg, causing all the disciples to become indignant.

However, Feng Shao waved his hand, and the whole place fell silent. Although the disciples were indignant, since the eldest brother asked them to be quiet, they had no choice but to be quiet. This was not fear, but respect.

Looking at Ye Chen's cynical eyes, Feng Shao smiled slightly and said lightly: "Junior Brother Ye, what you said makes sense. But Junior Brother Ye, who do you think is more suitable for the position of the Holy Son in Taiwei Sect?"

Ye Chen smiled confidently and raised his head and said, "Junior brother, I am not talented. I have been a disciple for five years and now I have reached the Xiantian realm. I expect that in another year, I will be able to step into the Jindan realm! I wonder if with this aptitude, can I compete with Senior Brother Feng for the position of the Holy Son?"

Upon hearing this, the guests from other sects in the audience immediately started talking.

After six years of cultivation, he has reached the Golden Core stage. This aptitude is outstanding not only in Dongzhou, but also in the entire Upper Region. With this aptitude, he is indeed qualified to be the Holy Son of a second-rate sect like Taiwei Sect. It can even be said that he is more than qualified. But the problem is that everyone knows that Taiwei Sect was just a small sect that was not in the mainstream before. It was gradually promoted to a second-rate sect with Feng Shao's efforts. In other words, if there was no Feng Shao, it is unknown whether Taiwei Sect would still exist, let alone the position of Holy Son!

Therefore, the canonization of the Holy Son of Taiwei Sect is more of a reward based on merit than an honor!

But then again, if someone with such qualifications is not even qualified to compete for the position of Holy Son, that would be a bit unreasonable!

Many guests who had a relatively ordinary relationship with Taiwei Sect suddenly opened their eyes wide and watched this farce with great interest. They were very curious about what choice the head of Taiwei Sect would make. After all, one of these two people was a meritorious official, and the other was a genius!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Feng Shao said, "Whether Junior Brother Ye is qualified or not is not up to me. This matter still depends on Master's opinion."

As he spoke, Feng Shao turned his gaze towards Qing Yangzi.

However, Feng Shao saw a flash of hesitation in Qing Yangzi's eyes, as if he was finding it difficult to make a choice!

Feng Shao was startled at first, but regained his composure after a moment. He bowed to Qing Yangzi and said, "Master, Third Master's disciple Ye Chen is interested in competing for the position of Holy Son. Please give us your instructions, Master."

After a pause, Feng Shao turned to Du Yuanxi who was sitting on a high chair and said, "Please give me some advice, Third Uncle."

In fact, the moment Ye Chen showed up, Du Yuanxi couldn't help but scold this little disciple in her heart. This position of Saint Son was obviously given to Feng Shao to recognize his contribution to the sect over the years. It was not like other sects that only let the most qualified disciples serve as Saint Sons.

If the occasion hadn't been special, she would have stepped down and reprimanded him.

Hearing Feng Shao's question, Du Yuanxi couldn't help but feel relieved. She knew that Feng Shao's question was actually to give the Third Branch a way out, and at the same time to ask what her uncle's position was. Du Yuanxi was not a fool, of course she knew what to do, so she said: "Feng, my disciple is ignorant and reckless, and it is really because I, as a master, have not fulfilled my responsibilities. You don't have to take his words to heart..."

Before Du Yuanxi could finish her words, Qing Yangzi said, "Shao'er, if that's the case, you can have a discussion with nephew Ye Chen, so as to silence the gossips of the world."

Feng Shao looked at Qing Yangzi in disbelief, then glanced at Ye Chen.

At this moment, he discovered that Qing Yangzi's luck gradually turned orange, while Ye Chen's purple luck was faintly golden...