Why did Wanli come

Luoyan Province.

"Strange, it should be right around here, no mistake."

"But how come…"

Han Yi frowned, flying around the area below for most of the day again.

He still couldn't find the exact location of the Opportunity he had sensed.

"It does point here, but it can only pinpoint a general area. Once I enter it, that feeling in my heart inexplicably disappears."

"It's as if something is deliberately interfering."

At this moment, Han Yi's heart was filled with both joy and worry.

Such a situation had never happened to him before. According to the records in the Heavenly Fortune Scripture, either this Opportunity was too great, exceeding the limit he could currently bear, bringing misfortune rather than fortune. Or, this fortune concealed its Heavenly Secrets to prevent outsiders from discovering it.

"I can only go down and search for it myself. I'll act according to the situation; if it's not feasible, I'll give up. After all, no matter what, preserving my life must be the top priority." Han Yi pondered for a moment, then made up his mind.

Far from Congyun Sea, after traveling for a long time, he gradually calmed down. He felt that during this period, he might have been affected by the backlash of Luck, making decisions too impulsively. With his foundation in the Heavenly Fortune Scripture and the Xuan Bird's Feather, plus knowing about an undeveloped Small World where a Heavenly Fate Blackbird had fallen,

As long as he didn't perish prematurely, he could steadily reach Soul Transformation and potentially the Dao.

The realm of longevity was also not out of the question.

Although the «Empty Tribulation Primordial Chaos Scripture» was good, it was merely the icing on the cake.

Thinking of this, Han Yi's mindset gradually became peaceful.

Without the obsession to definitely find the Opportunity, he simply wandered around with the idea of "what is meant to be yours will eventually be yours; do not force what is not."

This place was a small city where Mortals gathered, with no Daoist/Immortal Cultivator as Town Guardian.

Han Yi also concealed his cultivation, disguised as a Mortal, and blended in.

However, the Cultivator's inherent aura was always difficult to hide; Han Yi stood out among a group of Mortals like a crane among chickens.

Although it couldn't be confirmed whether Han Yi was a true "Immortal Master," his extraordinary aura clearly indicated he was either rich or noble.

The Mortals instinctively avoided him, so Han Yi ultimately found it difficult to blend in.

His plan to secretly search for the Opportunity could only be abandoned prematurely.

"I heard that ancient Cultivators cultivated their hearts and nurtured their nature. Even with Heaven-Defying cultivation, they could live among Mortals, harmoniously and flawlessly. I truly don't know how they achieved that."

Looking at the Mortals in the city, they were already trembling in fear before he even spoke.

Although they answered every question, no matter how trivial, it was all irrelevant nonsense.

Trying to find the true location of the Opportunity from them was simply a fool's dream.

Han Yi couldn't help but feel a bit helpless.

"Opportunity is like this; if you intentionally pursue it, your calculations will turn to naught."

Unwilling to give up, he feigned leaving the city, changed his face, then returned and wandered around the city for a few more days.

All without any收获.

He originally wanted to try his Luck in the areas surrounding the small city, but this time the sensed location narrowed its scope again.

The Opportunity was in the city!

This feeling of seeing it but not being able to touch it made Han Yi feel so stifled he wanted to vomit blood.

His emotions, which had just barely calmed down, were once again stirred up.

His composure began to turn into impatience.

But the more anxious he became, the more elusive it was.

Thus, he didn't know how long he had stayed in this city, having almost stepped on every inch of land.

Still, he found nothing.

And the Mortals in the city all witnessed this.

They just couldn't cultivate, which didn't mean they were stupid.

This Cultivator had lingered in the city for a long time, unwilling to leave, clearly searching for something.

So the news of "treasure in the city" spread like wildfire.

Although neither they nor Han Yi knew what this treasure was,

It didn't prevent everyone in the city from becoming suspicious.

Whether they found it themselves, hid it secretly, and then used the treasure to change their fate in a Heaven-Defying manner; or chose to hand it over and receive an Immortal Master's reward.

For the Mortals in the city, it was an Opportunity to completely change their destiny.

They rummaged through their homes, pulling out old and suspicious-looking items, carefully scrutinizing them.

The small actions of the city's Mortals naturally couldn't escape Han Yi's Dharma Eye.

However, he didn't care at all.

How could mere Mortals know his methods?

As long as the Luck sensing didn't disappear, the Opportunity was still in its original place.

He just needed to monitor the entire city.

If he found an abnormality and the sensing disappeared, he could successfully pinpoint the Opportunity!

So Han Yi simply occupied a residence in the City Lord's mansion.

He stayed indoors day and night, his Divine Sense monitoring all Mortals.

Thus, several more months passed. Still having gained nothing, Han Yi finally decided to give up.

"It seems it's ultimately not meant for me." Han Yi sighed secretly, preparing to leave.

Just then, he suddenly noticed that the Luck sensing, which hadn't changed for a long time, moved!

Han Yi's heart rate immediately accelerated.

"Who is it?"

His Divine Sense swept across the entire city in an instant, and Han Yi discovered an old man in a straw cloak, with a fish basket on his back, about to leave.

"It's him?"

Han Yi didn't know the man's specific name. He only knew that this person was called "Old Yu" and was an ordinary Fisherman.

Every day he fished in a river east of the city and brought the fish back to the city to sell.

Because he was taciturn and not good at hawking, his business was mediocre. However, his prices were low, so he could barely make a living.

Han Yi had seen this person more than once before, but he had nothing but a straw cloak.

His home was bare, with no sign of any treasure.

"Could it be that he recently fished it out of the river?"

Han Yi's heart stirred, and thinking of the fish basket on his back, he became even more convinced of his guess.

He stood up abruptly, no longer caring about anything else, and went straight after the Fisherman outside the city.

However, just as he was excitedly approaching rapidly, intending to question this old man,

The old man, with his deeply wrinkled face, suddenly looked up in the direction he came from, casting an unintentional glance.

This look was truly like a bucket of ice water poured over his head.

Han Yi's hairs stood on end, and he was struck with terror.

"No!"

His spiritual perception began to frantically warn him, and the auspicious sign of Luck he had originally sensed turned into an unimaginable disaster.

He instantly understood.

The Opportunity here was not some treasure. This Fisherman was not some Mortal either.

He was a true powerful being, hidden among Mortals for unknown reasons.

The Opportunity was him himself!

Originally, he had always stayed in the city, so the Luck sensing had always been localized to this small city.

It was just that he didn't recognize the true Dragon, repeatedly looking but not seeing.

Now that he chose to leave, the sensing also changed accordingly!

If he had acted impulsively just now and angered this powerful being…

In an instant, Han Yi, who had figured everything out, broke out in a cold sweat.

His flying speed immediately slowed down. Han Yi decided not to take this risk and would give up.

"You, whence come?"

The Fisherman, at this moment, suddenly spoke and asked.