Ascension of The Unholy Immortal-Chapter 301: Qi Luck

"Now that I’ve acquired the Compass, it’s time for me to leave," Liang mused, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the core region.

There wasn’t much left that the Dong Clan could offer him. In truth, staying any longer would likely invite more trouble than it was worth.

As for his engagement to Dong Rui? Liang barely gave it a second thought.

"Through the Thousand Derivations Rune, I can already sense the hidden undercurrents around me," Liang murmured, his eyes flickering thoughtfully. "If I’m not mistaken, my cultivation has been exposed."

Although these shifts in circumstances might not necessarily be detrimental, Liang couldn’t suppress a wry chuckle. "There’s no reason for me to entangle myself with the Dong Clan any further."

The Thousand Derivations Rune allowed him to feel his Qi Luck connecting to the complex web of the Dong Clan. It was a sensation akin to invisible threads pulling at his essence, tying it to their fate—a connection he didn’t desire.

Qi Luck is an elusive and mystical force that governs the fortunes of all beings. Those with sparse Qi Luck are destined to face innumerable hardships and trials, often leading to shortened lives filled with strife and sorrow.

Conversely, those blessed with abundant Qi Luck enjoy a life of prosperity and ease. Challenges transform into opportunities, and seemingly insurmountable obstacles become stepping stones to success.

Interestingly, Qi Luck extends beyond individuals, influencing entire families, clans, or alliances. Liang now perceived that the Dong Clan’s Qi Luck had manifested into the form of an enormous dragon composed of shimmering, intricate runes. This majestic runic dragon wasn’t just a symbol; it was a nexus connecting every member of the Dong Clan.

As Liang stood there, he felt an imminent connection forming between himself and the Runic Dragon Qi Luck. The sensation was almost tangible, like a magnetic pull that promised great fortune but at a significant cost.

If I stay any longer, I’ll be permanently tied with the Dong Clan’s Qi Luck," Liang mused aloud, gently raising his chin in contemplation. "While that might significantly boost my Qi Luck..."

The idea tantalized him, as merging with the Runic Dragon could elevate his own Qi Luck immensely. Yet, there were complexities to consider.

His gaze shifted above his head to the translucent form of a slender snake, his own Qi Luck.

"Too small," Liang murmured with a bitter smile. "It’s linked not just to me, but to the Infernal Void Race as a whole."

He exhaled deeply, feeling the weight of this realization. "It will be incredibly challenging to elevate this Qi Luck."

The small snake represented a fragile, unstable fortune, tied to the collective fate of his race and not entirely within his control. It was most likely caused by the powerful being who had sealed the Infernal Void Emperor.

In fact, if Liang had guessed right, the main reason for the extermination and decline of the Infernal Void Serpent Race was their Qi Luck.

The Infernal Void Serpents, majestic and feared, had been systematically dismantled—extinguished—by the very essence that should have safeguarded their ascendancy. Accursed Qi Luck, fickle and treacherous, had turned its back on them in their hour of need, orchestrated by forces far more sinister and formidable than Liang had ever envisaged.Taking someone’s Qi luck is akin to ending their life.

Soon, a peculiar expression settled on Liang’s face. He realized that his Qi Luck was abysmally poor, almost indistinguishable from that of ordinary mortals.

Yet, this revelation clashed with his experiences. Over the years, he had stumbled upon one rare and fortuitous opportunity after another—moments so improbable they seemed almost predestined. His good fortune had often left him both amazed and puzzled. No matter how deeply he pondered or methodically he analyzed, the conclusion remained the same.

The sole plausible explanation was the mysterious Universe Mirror.

Ever since he had stumbled upon the Mirror, every aspect of his life had unfolded with uncanny smoothness, as if guided by an unseen hand.

"That’s it. Why hadn’t I thought of this before?" Liang muttered to himself, a sudden clarity lighting up his eyes.

With a graceful motion, he retrieved the Universe Mirror.

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He stood there, engrossed in his thoughts, as his eyes gleamed with newfound determination.

For the past few days, he had used his deductive abilities on numerous people and events, but the thought of applying it to the Universe Mirror had not crossed his mind until now. A cloud of uncertainty had always loomed over the idea; what if he couldn’t do it?

His deduction ability was not without limitations. For instance, he couldn’t deduce information about anyone significantly stronger than himself. The gap could be up to one major realm—just enough for him to gather insights about anyone within the lower domain.

Gripping the Mirror a bit tighter, he felt the weight of his ambition pressing against the boundaries of his abilities.

He understood that attempting to deduce the Mirror’s intricacies was a gamble, fraught with unknown-level unknowns.

Taking a deep breath, the Thousand Derivations Rune manifested between Liang’s eyebrows, its intricate patterns gleaming momentarily with an intense light before vanishing. Instantly, his eyes gleamed with an intense, almost blinding light before the glow receded, transforming his gaze into a mesmerizing, dark whirlpool.

This was the full power of the Thousand Derivations Rune at its peak.

Now, not only could Liang perceive Qi Luck, but he could also glimpse into the threads of people’s lifespans, discern fragments of their pasts, and deduce possibilities of their futures. This profound insight allowed him to predict people’s actions to a certain degree.

Lost in deep contemplation, Liang’s eyes flickered with profound intensity as his gaze fixed upon the mirror before him. A palpable silence descended upon the room, As the full power of the rune was unleashed, darkness enveloped his vision.

Through the swirling void, a vivid scene began to take shape, overwhelming in its clarity and enigmatic nature.

Standing before Liang was a solitary figure, his back turned. The man’s aura was unlike anything Liang had ever encountered—transcendent and seemingly unbound by the laws of the universe. It was as though he existed beyond the reaches of life and death, detached from the mortal realm.

Liang’s heart pounded wildly in his chest, the figure’s enigmatic form cloaked in flowing robes that seemed to defy his deductive abilities.

Suddenly, the man spun around, and in that instant, Liang’s eyes widened in utter shock.

"Impossible!"

Before he could grasp the situation, an invisible force hurled him backward. The world around him shifted back to its normal state.

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Liang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, splattering the ground beneath him. His vitality visibly waned, each breath seeming more labored than the last.

He stood, bewildered, gazing at his reflection in the cracked mirror. For a fleeting moment, his mind was frozen in disbelief. Was that really him he saw moments ago?

It couldn’t be, right?

No, it was unmistakable. When the man turned to face him, even though it lasted only a fraction of a second, Liang had clearly seen the man’s face.

It looked hauntingly similar to his own!

But how could that be?

What he had just experienced was a vision from the mirror, a glimpse into the past, and nothing else.

Could it be a past life? He shook his head, dismissing the notion. Even if that were the case, why had it appeared in the mirror?

And if he considered it to be a glimpse of the future, that wouldn’t fit either.

Though the man bore a striking resemblance to him, Liang was convinced they were not the same person. He could feel it. If it had been him, he would have known. The man’s aura was profoundly different, as if another soul altogether inhabited that body.

Could he truly be the reincarnation of a supreme expert?

The longer Liang pondered this, the more he dismissed the idea.

Something felt terribly off.

"Hmm, that’s already in the past. So what? Whether it’s a different version of me or my past self, it’s something long gone." His eyes flickered with a cold, indifferent light. "What’s more urgent is the Universe Mirror."

As Liang pondered, a flicker of doubt crossed his mind. Could it be mere coincidence that he discovered the Universe Mirror? Or was there a deeper, more intricate connection at play?

His eyes narrowed as he turned his gaze back to the ancient, reflective surface of the mirror. The silvery sheen glinted under the dim light, sending shivers down his spine. Liang clenched his fists and inhaled deeply, a renewed determination flaring within him. With unwavering focus, he immersed himself once more into another circle of deductions.

Moments later, his expression soured into one of frustration and dread. Yet, no matter how hard he concentrated, the mirror seemed impenetrable to his analytical abilities.

"It probably has the ability to counter the power of deduction." He could help but smile bitterly, tactical retreat wasn’t an option. He knew too much to simply ignore the danger the mirror could do.

Without hesitation, Liang summoned the Universe Rune, its intricate patterns glowing on his palm. With a determined expression, he directed his hand towards the mirror. The rune sprang to life, radiating a golden hue as it detached from his hand and levitated in the air, floating towards the mirror.

Thud!

The mirror began to tremble, its surface alive with ripples, as though reacting to the alien force of the rune.