Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 437: One stroke of luck, two opportunities_3

Fortunately, Mount Mo bought just enough time for Lin Qing, so another inkstone-shaped protective treasure managed to fly out from her body.

But as the inkstone sounded with a loud "clang," it was also shattered instantly.

Only then did Lin Qing have a chance to react, teleporting and dodging as she turned her head to see a tall Taoist dressed in deep red robes.

Celestial Master Mansion, Lei Jun!

The man’s face, Lin Qing knew all too well.

But what Lei Jun held in his hand, she did not recognize at all.

Just as Lin Qing was warning the other clansmen and preparing to contact her father, Lin Che...

"Bang!"

The moment Lin Che, the clan chief’s daughter, turned around, a giant hole blew open in her chest and belly.

The wound on her back, even more horrific.

Though she was shielded by Vast Integrity Qi, she still could not withstand the second Magnetosword Pellet from Lei Jun.

He had guessed Lin Qing, as Lin Che’s daughter, would surely have some protective treasures on her, so he went for a swift kill, sending two Magnetosword Pellets directly at her.

That Confucian treasure truly was impressive, able to faintly sense where his Primordial Magnet Force was gathering and adapt quickly.

*That had much to do with how close Lei Jun had attacked this time.*

*Then again, at that distance, his aim was practically perfect.*

Lin Qing didn’t even get to consider whether to fight Lei Jun in close quarters or to keep her distance; she was blasted straight back, sent flying through the air.

She possessed a Saintly Physique Root Bone, making her not only a rapid cultivator but famous for her prowess in actual combat.

Yet right now, she never even got a chance to fight back...

In a flash, this prized daughter of the Jiangzhou Lin Clan, at the Sixth Heavenly Realm, died with eyes wide open, blood pouring out over the ground.

The other Lin Clan disciples, shocked by the chaos, quickly snapped back to their senses.

But lacking Lin Qing’s strength, they, too, were swiftly finished off by Lei Jun.

Lei Jun never paused for a second, packing up his metal rail as he rapidly used the dark side of the Celestial Book to clean up the scene.

But he did not destroy the ritual.

He walked up to the copper tripod, tracing a string of intricate runes in midair with his fingers. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The runes shimmered, leaving marks in the air; when they finally stabilized, he stamped them precisely onto the copper tripod.

When he saw the effect, Lei Jun immediately turned away and vanished into the swirling snowstorm.

Perhaps it was the bond between father and daughter, or perhaps Lin Che had been monitoring the magic ceremony at Pine Needle Ridge all along.

Though the area around Pine Needle Ridge had likewise been quietly screened by Lei Jun with Primordial Magnet Force, far off at Dragon Bone Ridge’s summit, Lin Che, the Jiangzhou Lin Clan chief, still felt a subtle tremor in his spirit.

He glanced toward Pine Needle Ridge.

It seemed peaceful enough over there.

Lin Che could not say what had happened, but he sensed something was off.

*If the truth was unclear in these circumstances, that only meant something had truly gone wrong—he only felt the faintest hint because someone really skilled was interfering!*

But Lin Che had no time to send anyone now.

Just as he took that fleeting look at Pine Needle Ridge, brilliant gold light flashed before his eyes, nearly engulfing him whole.

Above Dragon Bone Ridge, unleashed True Fire now raged in full.

The half-gold, half-green Taiji Yin Yang Diagram illuminated all around, Yin and Yang in harmony, the signs of dragon and tiger rising together were clear.

"...Crazy woman!" Lin Che wanted to send Lin Yuwei to check what had happened, but for now he had to deal first with the person who was about to lose it completely.

Meanwhile, in Pine Needle Ridge’s snowy gorge, the sacrifice continued, but everything had changed.

With no one presiding, the twisted magic ceremony was now running wild like an unbridled stallion.

The copper tripod shuddered over and over, and cracks began spreading from the runes at its center, widening steadily in all directions.

At last, the copper tripod shattered, fragments flung out everywhere.

Like the final straw for the camel, the chaotic ceremony collapsed completely at that moment.

A column of radiance burst skyward from the snowy gorge below Pine Needle Ridge, shooting straight into the clouds.

The shockwave triggered an avalanche, the peaks collapsed, and the earth split open beneath it all.

The flow of Earth Vein Spiritual Qi was thrown into disarray.

Much like the earlier turmoil at Dragon Bone Ridge.

The mountains heaved, as if an enraged dragon were tunneling and twisting ceaselessly underground, upheaving the land all around.

One of those underground "dragons" shot right for the distant Great Black Mountain.

Only moments earlier, Great Black Mountain had been utterly silent; now, it, too, trembled.

However, Great Black Mountain did not crack open, nor did it collapse.

Instead, the global spiritual energy centered on it shifted completely.

Wind and snow died away almost instantly and disappeared without a trace.

The thick clouds overhead vanished as well, letting the afternoon sunlight pour down from above.

With spiritual energy gathering, a column materialized at the summit, stretching from mountain top to heaven and earth.

At the mountain’s peak, the edge of the column sent ripples through the void—real, visible ripples spreading outward in all directions.

Encircling the column, a vague new territory took shape.

After leaving Pine Needle Ridge, Lei Jun raced straight back toward Great Black Mountain.

He did not rush closer at once.

Though its shape was strange, that had to be the mysterious portal Lin Che had coveted so much.

*But the question was: What next?*

Great Black Mountain had undergone a transformation, yet Xu Yuanzhen was nowhere to be seen.

Even after searching the area, none of those supposedly moderately good lot "third-rank" or "fourth-rank" opportunities could be found.

*Was this meant as a sign for me to enter as well?*

*Just hope getting in wasn’t easier than getting back out—if both my senior sister and I wound up trapped, the Lin Clan would laugh themselves sick...* Lei Jun took a long, deep breath.

Just then, another figure appeared flying through the midair in the distance, also rushing for Great Black Mountain.

An old man clad in Confucian clothes.

It was none other than Lin Likong, the veteran of the Youzhou Forest Clan, already at the Seventh Layer of Heaven Realm, who had previously fled the scene.

Only right now Lin Likong looked rather wretched, his formerly elegant manner gone, his robes stained with blood, no time to change, his spirit flagging—apparently those demons from Great Void Temple had given this old man a serious beating just now.

Still, he could not rest, hurried back to Great Black Mountain, and was caught off guard to see all this madness unfold before his eyes.

"Damn demons from Great Void Temple screw things up, and the Jiangzhou ritual’s a mess too!"

His wounds dulled his perception, but confronted with the scene, Lin Likong became instantly alert.

"On the Qingshan of pines and cypresses, city walls rise..." Though he had yet to spot the enemy, Lin Likong began chanting in advance.

As a Seventh Layer Enter Divinity Realm expert of the Confucian Chanting Sect, he did not even need to speak aloud to rouse global spiritual energy; he could commune directly with nature and summon wind and rain, though silent invocation was less effective than chanting.

Injured and at lower strength than usual, Lin Likong dared not cut corners and was more cautious than ever.

But before he could get through the first line, he saw distant sparks flash—barely visible electric light!

Already, pine and cypress on Qingshan formed a shield before Lin Likong; the city began to take shape.

But then...

"Boom—"

The explosion was low and deep, sounding like only one blast—and yet, strangely, it was as if several detonations overlapped.

Along with the blast came a world-shaking roar of thunder and fire!

The city, not fully materialized yet, dispersed straight away into smoke and air.

Towering pine and cypress—trunks snapped.

The mighty Qingshan—center punched through, leaving three clear holes front-to-back.

Three.

Hiding behind the pine and cypress shield, Lin Likong now had three new giant holes in his flesh.

One was incomplete, grazing past his body and leaving a half-moon notch at his side, taking his arm off as it went.

The next was perfectly complete, hitting the Confucian elder square in the chest and belly, opening a massive cavity, the wound bloody and charred.

And another—left Lin Likong himself even less whole. Lucky him. It went straight through his nose and mouth...

Not only did it blast Lin Likong’s never-finished poem back into his throat—it blasted his head clear off too.

Far off, atop a snowy mountain, Lei Jun sat cross-legged, taking deep breaths with his Breathing Skills to restore the immense mana he had spent.

Above his head, three metal rails hovered together in a "pin" character formation, motionless in midair.