Han Yi saw Qingfeng

My million contribution points were not easily earned, and who knows how long it will take for this wave of Luck backlash to pass.

I should be more cautious.

After a moment of contemplation, Han Yi felt that hearing was one thing, but seeing was believing. Since he was constantly encountering setbacks in Source Dao Province, he might as well return to Congyun Sea, investigate thoroughly, and then make a decision.

Thus, Han Yi, who had arrived in Source Dao Province on a whim, returned to his old haunt because of a piece of news he had stumbled upon.

When he returned to Congyun Sea, he found that the enthusiasm of the surrounding Cultivators discussing the “Lord Secret Envoy’s fundraising” plan far exceeded his imagination.

Although not everyone blindly believed it, there was also a large number of Li Fan’s loyal supporters.

Believers and non-believers regarded each other as fools, both wanting to convince the other side.

In the continuous debate, the topic's popularity, on the contrary, grew day by day.

This, in turn, attracted a large number of Cultivators who had originally chosen to observe to participate.

However, looking at this lively scene, like a fire cooking oil, Han Yi suddenly felt a chill in his heart for some reason.

Yet, before he could delve into where his unease came from,

a piece of news swept across the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance in an instant, making countless Cultivators breathe a sigh of relief, while also pushing the discussion of Li Fan’s fundraising plan to its peak.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and the Five Old Men Association were going to cease hostilities.

Li Fan, Master Li’s prediction had come true once again!

Ever since Li Fan spread the news that day, people had constantly been trying to pull strings to inquire about the authenticity of the information, and public opinion was also surging for a time.

But there had been no definite result.

Until today, the prophecy was fulfilled again!

Although, discerning people could tell that there seemed to be a hint of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance officially taking advantage of the situation.

But this did not prevent Li Fan’s deduction technique, which had already been rumored to be miraculous, from being pushed to another peak.

Many Cultivators who had originally been deeply convinced that this large-scale fundraising plan was definitely Li Fan’s attempt to make one last quick buck and run, began to waver in their hearts.

And those Cultivators who had originally chosen to wait and see, also chose to join the fundraising ranks of the large group in the face of this ironclad fact.

Following the crowd is a human instinct.

Han Yi was still hesitating because of the unease in his heart.

But suddenly, a rumor appeared.

It said that because the Cultivators were too enthusiastic, the contribution points collected exceeded the original planned amount.

So, it was very likely that the fundraising, which had originally promised “no upper limit,” would be terminated early.

The news, spread by an unknown person, was very detailed, and immediately made those who hadn’t gotten on board anxious.

Although He Zhenghao, the representative of Lord Secret Envoy, immediately stepped forward and righteously refuted the rumor,

he could not change the fact that his efficiency in collecting contribution points was getting slower and slower.

This, in turn, seemed to confirm the authenticity of the “rumor.”

So the Cultivators instantly became even more anxious.

At this moment, Han Yi could no longer hold back.

In the extremely enthusiastic atmosphere on site, he got carried away and handed over all of his remaining nine hundred and ten thousand contribution points.

When the cold sea breeze blew and he sobered up, he felt a little regretful.

“No matter what, I should have at least kept some for emergencies.”

Han Yi said, annoyed.

However, at this point, regret was useless. Both parties had already signed a contract, and once submitted, the contribution points could not be withdrawn within the five-year lock-up period.

If contribution points were urgently needed due to a life-threatening matter, a penalty of thirty percent of the principal would be required as liquidated damages.

And the high interest could no longer be realized.

The loss was simply too great; almost no Cultivator would choose to do so unless absolutely necessary.

According to He Zhenghao, such strict regulations were also to prevent malicious damage by villains.

Because Li Fan’s high-profile fundraising, which raised a large amount of capital, had already made some people envious.

They were trying every possible method to slander Li Fan, and then attempt to replace him and get a share of the pie.

“So many Cultivators are involved, and Li Fan is also the current highest administrator of Congyun Sea, so there shouldn’t be any problems, right?” The feeling of loss in Han Yi’s heart lingered for a long time, and after much thought, he couldn’t find where the problem lay. He could only comfort himself in this way.

Now penniless again, Han Yi felt somewhat lost for a time. He didn’t know where to go and wandered aimlessly in Congyun Sea, feeling out of sorts.

After an unknown period of time, Han Yi suddenly woke up with a start.

He quickly surveyed his surroundings, feeling as if he had been to this place before.

“This feeling…”

“Strange, I should be here for the first time.” A trace of solemnity flashed in Han Yi’s eyes.

However, he cultivated the Heavenly Fortune Scripture, and his spiritual senses were keen, so he did not let this fleeting sense of déjà vu in his heart pass him by.

He slowly circulated his Cultivation Technique and looked around.

“Eh?”

A moment later, his gaze fixed on a certain spot in the sky.

Every living being in the world has its own Luck.

But at this moment, in Han Yi’s vision, the area that was originally empty actually appeared distorted.

“Something is hidden here!” Han Yi’s heart was immediately a little excited.

Han Yi, thinking that his Luck had turned and he had discovered some Opportunity, first subtly checked if there were other Cultivators around.

After confirming that he was the only one there, he carefully flew high into the sky, came to that unusual space, and observed it closely.

“Something is indeed wrong!”

After about half a day, Han Yi confirmed his guess.

Then, no matter how he tried, he still couldn’t find a way to enter this hidden space.

The longer he stayed here, the greater the probability of being discovered by other Cultivators.

How could such a great Opportunity be shared with others?

So, slowly, Han Yi became a little impatient.

Just then, a blurry image flashed through his mind again.

Han Yi was instantly stunned.

He didn’t bother to ponder where this inspiration came from, he narrowed his eyes and imitated the actions of the Cultivator in the image.

First, he pulled back a distance, then accelerated to the extreme, and suddenly crashed into this hidden area in the air.

A black light flashed across his body.

The next moment, Han Yi saw two presences quietly standing within the space.

Qing Feng.

The broken sword.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his brain was in chaos.

Han Yi was almost unable to control himself and charged towards the heaven and earth spirit.

Just then, the Xuan Bird's Feather in his Dantian once again came to his rescue.

A faint light enveloped Han Yi, allowing him to temporarily regain a shred of sanity.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, he turned his head away, no longer looking at the strange scene of [Azure Wind Trapped Sword] in the space.

Instead, he unleashed all his cultivation and fled far away towards the outside world.

Before long, Han Yi escaped from that bizarre space.

He kept spitting out fresh blood, and the Xuan Bird's Feather was even more severely damaged, its feathers curled up, looking listless.