The Fortuitous Ones of the Overworld, Pawns and Tools
The Fortuitous Ones of the Overworld, Pawns and Tools
A flurry of silver light-rain drifted down from the various heavens of the Beyond, passing along the spatial barriers and falling all the way into those vast Overworlds.
On this day, countless Cultivators and living beings witnessed this grand and resplendent shower of silver meteors.
Those with powerful cultivation attempted to divine its origins, but in the end suffered tremendous backlash, leaving them utterly shocked.
Many clans skilled in divination and prophecy recorded this celestial phenomenon, sensing that before many years had passed, the Beyond would once again usher in a dazzling golden age.
These brilliant silver meteor showers were the young seeds destined to bloom with dazzling radiance in that coming golden age.
Unlike the shock and dread among the various Daoist traditions and powers of the Beyond, the countless Overworlds separated by infinite distance experienced a tremendous upheaval because of this silver light-rain.
Gu Changge sat cross-legged within the Mortal Palace, his Dharma Body grand and archaic, his eyes gleaming brightly, within which scenes of the evolution of myriad ages and heavens emerged.
With a single thought from him, numerous blurry images appeared in the void before him.
These images were dense and innumerable, as if connecting to worlds of unknown dimensions, with billions upon billions of living beings and Cultivators reflected within them.
“This great rain of Golden Fingers bestowed specially for them—but in the end, how many Fortuitous Ones will truly be able to walk to that step?”
Gu Changge murmured softly.
In the unseen realm, billions upon billions of threads of karma spread out from where he sat, extending to the myriad heavens and domains.
Although this great rain of Golden Fingers was merely a whim of his, at his current level, every single action and thought would produce unimaginable consequences.
Using this Power of Faith as a medium to forge Golden Fingers, thereby drawing in the Fortuitous Ones of the myriad heavens and domains to become his believers.
The consequences caused by this slight gesture could be said to be like a landslide and tsunami—unimaginable.
However, Gu Changge was truly somewhat looking forward to the arrival of that day.
Jiang Chuchu, standing to the side, was somewhat puzzled, not understanding what Gu Changge was doing.
From her perspective, those reflected images seemed to come from every corner of these heavens—rolling mortal dust, the myriad forms of all living beings, incredibly varied and mixed.
She understood this was an application of the Power of Faith.
The cultivation techniques passed down in the Mortal Palace could actually achieve this step as well, only they could not, like Gu Changge, manifest the entire myriad heavens.
This required not only an enormous amount of Power of Faith as a medium, but also terrifying spiritual power to support it.
Even an ordinary True Daoist would likely fall far short of achieving such a degree.
“Interesting.”
At this moment, an image suddenly reflected in Gu Changge’s eyes, making him unable to resist softly exclaiming in admiration.
“What is it?” Jiang Chuchu leaned over to him curiously, her bright eyes staring at the image before him.
“I saw an interesting youth. Perhaps in the future he’ll give me a big surprise,” Gu Changge said with a smile, his gaze warm.
The image before his eyes was very blurry, not clear at all—he could only see the faintest outlines.
The world between heaven and earth was filled with hazy heavy rain, appearing extremely gloomy.
A youth in tattered clothes, covered in blood, was being pursued and hunted.
His brow was filled with fury and defiance; even though the road ahead was already a dead-end cliff, he remained unyielding, tangling in combat with those hunting him from behind.
“This should be in some distant Overworld.”
Gazing at these images, Jiang Chuchu’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.
She too had noticed the youth Gu Changge spoke of.
But looking at him like this, she truly couldn’t see anything remarkable about him—he even gave her a rather useless feeling.
However, since he could catch Gu Changge’s attention, there must be something extraordinary about him.
“Even an ant harbors the ambition to devour a dragon—how much more so a mortal?”
Gu Changge smiled, his gaze fixed on the image, seemingly piercing through infinite space to land upon the youth.
“Aaaargh...”
“Chu Xue, I regarded you as my beloved—why would you do this to me?!”
“Why don’t you dare come out and face me?!”
At the summit of the dead-end cliff, the youth, covered in blood, let out a despairing and unwilling roar, like a beast driven to the brink.
The pursuers behind him closed in layer upon layer, trapping him at the edge of the cliff.
Bone-chilling cold wind swept in, carrying a bloody stench that made one’s heart tremble with fear.
“Wang Qi, you really are a piece of trash. Even at this point, you still can’t figure things out?”
“I’ll gladly accept your Black Realm Breakthrough Pill. Once I break through to the Spiritual Sea Realm, I’ll be able to join the Black Spirit Sect and live happily ever after with Song shixiong.”
“Your kindness to me—I’ll always remember it.”
Hearing these words, a young woman with a graceful figure and delicate features shook her head and slowly walked out from behind the pursuers.
By her side stood an elegant, tall young man, looking at the youth with a cold, mocking expression.
The two were dressed in luxurious, clean clothes, their expressions extremely indifferent as they looked down from on high—compared to the wretched youth before them, they seemed to be from two different worlds.
The youth named Wang Qi, seeing the two appear, his eyes filled with towering hatred, teeth clenched tight, his entire body trembling.
He had been deceived by the young woman before him named Chu Xue. In the dead of night, he had gone to the City Lord’s manor, risking his life to steal the Black Realm Breakthrough Pill, wanting to help her break through to the Spiritual Sea Realm.
He had thought that by doing this, he could win the young woman’s true heart.
But the moment the young woman saw the Black Realm Breakthrough Pill, she changed her face—not only did she want to seize the pill, she also sent people to silence him, leaving no loose ends whatsoever.
Because the Black Realm Breakthrough Pill was no trivial matter, from the moment Wang Qi stole it, he had already drawn the attention of the City Lord manor’s experts.
The young woman merely wanted him to be a scapegoat, while she stayed behind and enjoyed the fruits alone.
Her heart could truly be called vicious beyond measure.
But by the time Wang Qi figured all this out, it was already too late. The City Lord manor’s experts had already gone to his Wang Family to demand the pill.
“If I can survive this calamity, I will definitely kill you.”
Wang Qi’s eyes carried bone-deep hatred and killing intent as he stared at the young woman Chu Xue, speaking almost word by word.
“Well, you’d have to survive first. Tonight, no one can save you. The Wang Family behind you will also be buried with you because of your actions.”
Chu Xue seemed to be provoked by Wang Qi’s gaze.
Her originally cold and indifferent face now revealed anger, and she shouted in a somewhat shrill voice, “A piece of trash like you actually dared to like me? You’re truly courting death.”
“I can’t let you die so easily. Men—first cripple his Dantian for me, then kill him and throw him off the cliff.”
Following the young woman Chu Xue’s order, numerous Deathsworn stepped forward and seized the already heavily injured Wang Qi.
Amid his unwilling and furious gaze, they crippled his Dantian with a single strike.
Below the dead-end cliff lay a vast expanse of fog, washed by the heavy rain, appearing all the more gray and ice-cold.
Then, the youth Wang Qi was thrown straight down, silently, quickly swallowed up by the boundless darkness.
After the young woman Chu Xue and the others left, no one saw that a bolt of silver lightning suddenly streaked down from between heaven and earth—incredibly dazzling and brilliant, like a silver dragon baring its fangs and claws—smashing straight into this dead-end cliff.
“Will this be that youth’s fortuitous encounter?”
Within the Mortal Palace, Jiang Chuchu had been watching everything happening in this image. Seeing this bolt of silver lightning strike down, she couldn’t help but ask softly.
She understood that Gu Changge couldn’t possibly be paying attention to such a person for no reason.
Moreover, in her view, the youth who had originally been doomed beyond any hope of survival seemed at this moment to suddenly have a budding new lease on life.
“Fortuitous encounter?”
“You could say that, but in my view, this should be called a Golden Finger.”
Gu Changge smiled casually and withdrew his gaze from the image.
He had actually already anticipated what would happen next.
The youth Wang Qi, at the bottom of the dead-end cliff, would encounter mysterious lightning entering his body, repairing his shattered Dantian, obtaining a mysterious heavenly technique, then personally slaying the young woman Chu Xue, avenging his hatred, and running rampant across the world.
This was a textbook Fortuitous One script.
However, in order not to affect his own plans, Gu Changge had infused quite a bit of information about the Dark Heaven into that bolt of silver lightning.
As soon as the youth Wang Qi woke up, he would understand everything.
In this vast expanse of heavens, all Fortuitous Ones would become his pawns.
Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu nodded, half understanding. She felt that Gu Changge seemed to have a deeper meaning.
But this was not something she should concern herself with.
“The next Fortuitous One...”
Gu Changge then looked toward the other reflected images. There were actually many Fortuitous Ones like Wang Qi.
Born bearing the Fortuity of an entire world, they could stir up winds and clouds across thousands of realms.
Moreover, a single great world would not give birth to only one Fortuitous One. For Gu Changge, these were not merely his pawns—they were also excellent tools for him to harvest Fortuity.
After that, Gu Changge stayed in the Mortal Palace for nearly a month before setting out to leave. Although Jiang Chuchu was extremely reluctant to part, she did not continue to insist on keeping him.
For her, Gu Changge taking a month out of his busy schedule to accompany her was already enough to satisfy her—she didn’t want to ask for anything more.
After leaving the Mortal Palace, Gu Changge had originally planned to make a trip to Peach Village to see his cheap little disciple Tiantian.
But considering that Gu Xianer’s whereabouts were currently unknown, going to Peach Village wouldn’t be quite appropriate, so he let the matter drop.