Good Luck Comes After Bad Times

“What are you muttering about, kid? You’ve been standing there for ages. Are you coming in or not?” Li Chenfeng leaned against the wall, glancing at Han Yi with some impatience.

“Coming, coming.” Han Yi, who had been talking to himself, was startled. He reluctantly handed over a storage ring.

“Two thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones, they’re all inside,” Han Yi said, clearly pained.

“Alright, follow me.” Having seen tens of millions of contribution points, Li Chenfeng’s horizons had broadened, and he now looked down on these one or two thousand contribution points.

But even a mosquito’s leg is meat, Li Chenfeng pouted and put away the storage ring.

He led Han Yi directly to the Foundation Establishment Master.

Seeing the immortal-like Foundation Establishment Master, who was currently lecturing, Han Yi’s face filled with excitement.

Not daring to disturb him, he cautiously found a place to sit and listened intently to the Great Master’s teachings.

Although he found it somewhat confusing, he was extremely serious, not daring to miss a single word or phrase.

After a lengthy discourse, Han Yi, like the other students, closed his eyes and began to attempt Foundation Establishment.

The people on the island naturally wouldn't know that the moment Han Yi stepped onto the island, a gaze pierced through most of the Congyun Sea and landed on him.

“Fellow Daoist Han, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Using the Heavenly and Earthly Perspective locked onto Li Chenfeng, Li Fan observed Han Yi, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, with great interest.

“Accumulating for so long?”

“After breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, my fate is mine to control, not Heaven’s?”

Li Fan carefully pondered the meaning of these two sentences from Han Yi.

Then, recalling his strange performance in the previous life, sometimes having Heaven-Defying Luck and sometimes being ordinary in Luck.

A bold conjecture couldn’t help but surface in Li Fan’s mind.

“Could it be that this Han Yi can actually control his own Luck? And, after he achieves Foundation Establishment, his control over Luck will undergo a qualitative change?”

In an instant, Li Fan thought of his Incarnation in the Fallen Immortal Realm, the Divine Ability of the Heavenly Fate Blackbird.

“It can be so similar? Interesting!”

Staring intently at Han Yi. Under the Heavenly and Earthly Perspective, Li Fan saw a dark black feather slowly forming in his Dantian.

“This is…”

No matter how Li Fan looked at it, this feather was so similar to the one that had once grown on his own body.

“Even the Foundation Establishment marvel is like this. It seems there’s no mistake, it really is connected to the Heavenly Fate Blackbird.”

Li Fan’s heart stirred slightly.

If his previous guess was correct, the founder of the Empire was Xu Ke. That Holy Master was the Azure Luan Bird from back then.

But what always puzzled Li Fan was that, according to Li Chenfeng’s memory, there had never been any trace of the Xuan Bird in the Empire.

Theoretically, the Heavenly Fate Blackbird had a closer relationship with Xu Ke.

It made no sense that the Azure Luan Bird, picked up halfway, stayed by his side, but the Xuan Bird, as a companion Spirit Beast, disappeared.

If he could figure out the source of Han Yi’s unique ability, perhaps he could know the Xuan Bird’s whereabouts back then.

…

Time slowly passed, just as the Xuan Bird’s Feather in Han Yi’s Dantian was about to fully form.

“Hahaha! I succeeded!”

Next to Han Yi, a Cultivator suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

Han Yi, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, couldn’t help but be affected, and the image of the black feather once again became scattered.

He frowned slightly.

When he finally managed to calm down and tried to condense his Dao Foundation again.

Another person successfully achieved Foundation Establishment in the small courtyard, their aura surging, letting out a long howl.

“Only today do I know who I am! Thank you, Great Master!”

The man laughed loudly, bowed to Zhu Shaotang, and then flew away spiritedly.

Han Yi’s brows were tightly furrowed, and his Dao Foundation disintegrated a bit more.

“Ten years of hardship, success begins today. From now on, though Heaven and Earth are vast, I, Nangong Qian, shall tread upon them.” A scholar-like Cultivator shook his head, recited a poem, and then drifted away.

In Han Yi’s Dantian, the image of the black Xuan Bird’s Feather completely shattered.

“Is there no end to this?!”

Suddenly spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Han Yi was furious. He abruptly stood up and looked around.

But he was bewildered to find that in this small courtyard, he was the only one left.

The Foundation Establishment Master looked at him with compassionate eyes and comforted him, “Young man, don’t be discouraged. Although you failed this time, I see that you are not far from success.”

“I’m sure you’ll succeed in Foundation Establishment next time.”

Upon hearing this, Han Yi, agitated, spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

The Foundation Establishment Master kindly offered him a Medicinal Pill: “The Dao of cultivation cannot be forced. I think you should go back and rest, recuperate your body.”

“Next time you come, I’ll only charge you one thousand contribution points!”

Han Yi opened his mouth, wanting to speak but holding back.

Although his heart was filled with unwillingness, he was helpless in the face of the Foundation Establishment Master, whose strength far surpassed his own.

He swallowed the Medicinal Pill fiercely and stumbled out of Foundation Establishment Island.

“How unlucky Han Yi is, truly at his lowest point.”

“It seems it’s not yet time for him to turn his Heaven-Defying Luck around.”

Li Fan’s eyes flickered. He quietly left Wanxian Island and headed straight for Han Yi, who was locked by Formless Killing Intent.

Li Fan decided to directly use the Soul-Searching Spell to see what secrets Han Yi was hiding.

After leaving Foundation Establishment Island, Han Yi seemed to have suffered a great blow.

Without a goal or direction, he flew aimlessly and bewilderedly.

When he came to his senses, he had already arrived in an unfamiliar sea area.

“Damn it, it was just that close again.”

“This damn Heaven!”

There was no one around, so Han Yi freely pointed at the sky in anger, venting his frustration.

Just then, the originally calm sea surface suddenly surged with a huge wave.

It was as if something was emerging from the depths of the seabed.

Han Yi stared at the water, his expression unreadable.

After looking around, he then dove into the water.

He kept descending, going deeper into the seabed.

He finally discovered the source of the anomaly on the sea surface.

It turned out that a large hole had appeared in the ruins on the seabed for some unknown reason.

Countless seawater was sucked into the hole, forming a giant whirlpool.

Han Yi stared at the whirlpool, his expression constantly changing.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and was about to plunge into the whirlpool.

Just then…

“Binding Insect!”

He seemed to hear a faint sound in his ear.

Subsequently, Han Yi was horrified to discover that he had completely lost control of his body, unable to move a single muscle!

A shadowy figure, whose appearance could not be discerned, slowly appeared behind him.

An extremely dangerous aura emanated from it, chilling Han Yi’s heart.

Just as the opponent’s hand was about to rest on Han Yi’s head.

Suddenly, several golden lights shot down from the sea surface above.

The target was not Han Yi, but the shadowy figure in front of Han Yi!

The golden lights were quite powerful, and the shadowy figure had to dodge.

“Master Li, we’ve been looking for you for so long!”

Four Black-Clothed Cultivators, also concealing their figures, suddenly appeared and surrounded the two.

There will be another update tomorrow at 12 PM.