Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 408 - 398: Qi Luck

"What’s in it for me?" Chu Hao asked, his tone calm as he communicated with Fat Cat through Divine Sense.

"Qi Luck will be added to you!" said Fat Cat.

"Qi Luck?" Chu Hao was taken aback. He had heard of Qi Luck, but it seemed elusive. Did it really exist? If it did, what need would Martial Artists have to exert any effort? They could just sit and wait for good fortune to come knocking.

"Don’t be skeptical!" snorted Fat Cat, as it explained, "Qi Luck indeed exists, but it affects you in a very subtle way. For instance, if you plan to go to one of two places, and one has a great opportunity while the other harbors great danger, with sufficient Qi Luck, you’ll decide to go where the great opportunity lies. Conversely, if you’re extremely unlucky, you’ll end up in the dangerous place."

"Do you not find that a bit far-fetched?" Chu Hao shook his head. "The decisions I make are my own, and they concern no one else."

"Indeed, it’s your decision, but you might be inclined towards one due to minor objective factors," continued Fat Cat. "For example, if the place with a great opportunity had a colorful dawn sky and the dangerous place was overshadowed by dark clouds, wouldn’t the probability of choosing the former increase?"

"Indeed!" Chu Hao nodded.

"That’s just one aspect. Qi Luck can influence you through many details, like having a premonition of danger. Doesn’t that make sense?" Fat Cat added.

Chu Hao nodded again. Sometimes people get sudden urges, like someone who never buys lottery tickets suddenly decides to buy one and wins big. Sometimes, a person might feel a sudden anxiety and stop walking, just to find out later that the bridge ahead had collapsed.

Many inexplicable things happen in the world, and if they can all be attributed to Qi Luck, that makes them easier to explain.

Like Yuan Tiangang, his Spatial Physique wasn’t inherited through bloodlines. Why did it manifest in him? It must be attributed to Qi Luck.

"However, Qi Luck is the favor of nature, predetermined at birth, and even the most extraordinary heroes cannot change one’s Qi Luck," Fat Cat changed its tone, circling back to the point.

Chu Hao rolled his eyes. Since a person’s Qi Luck is predetermined at birth, what’s the point of competing for Qi Luck? It sounded superfluous.

"Silly boy!" Fat Cat shook its head. "You must understand, this is an independent space. No matter how incomplete this piece of the universe may be, it has its own Qi Luck, even if it can only affect such a small space."

"So, what you mean is that if I acquire Qi Luck here, I will experience good luck?" Chu Hao realized.

"You finally get it!" Fat Cat exclaimed. "With Qi Luck in this place, the likelihood of encountering danger will significantly decrease, and the chance of finding treasures will greatly increase."

Chu Hao nodded and said, "Then I’ll give it a try."

He was now at Nine Springs, and he also practiced Body Technique. His physique was significantly improved, and he was curious to see who among those in the Warrior Realm could match him.

"Hey, you’ve been staring at this dead cat for quite some time. Are you talking about something?" Gu Qingcheng suddenly interjected.

"Haha, how can people talk to a cat? You’re being really absurd," Chu Hao laughed it off, determined never to admit that Fat Cat was indeed that Fat Cat and he wasn’t that baby. That left Gu Qingcheng with no way to fault him.

Gu Qingcheng eyed him seductively up and down, her expression suggesting his triumph wouldn’t last long—being able to convey so much with a single expression, this Demoness truly was a natural beauty.

"This place shows no signs of anomalies, only this high platform stands out. Could the first challenge be to fight for a place on this platform?" Xu Wuheng speculated. It was quite obvious, like a competitive stage, with only ten chairs. Sitting there would be like being ten young kings, overlooking all beings.

"Brother, you’ll definitely have a place," Xu Ling immediately added, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at her brother.

In her eyes, Xu Wuheng was akin to a Heavenly God, capable of achieving anything.

Xu Wuheng humbly smiled and said, "I’m only ranked ninth among the younger generation of Water State, and this event has gathered the Heaven Talented of the Nine States. There are many stronger than me!"

"But many have already advanced to War General, and you’re a Ten Springs Warrior, and have reached Double Great Perfection of the Three Minor Realms. If you can’t secure a place, who can?" Xu Ling praised him while glancing at Gu Qingcheng, implying how outstanding her brother was.

She could clearly see that Xu Wuheng was interested in Gu Qingcheng, and as his sister, she naturally wanted to help.

—In fact, which normal man wouldn’t be interested in Gu Qingcheng?

Xu Wuheng also couldn’t help but glance at Gu Qingcheng. This time, he didn’t humble himself but straightened his clothes, prepared to ascend the platform. However, before he could make a move, someone had already beaten him to it.

It was a Peak Warrior. Indeed, unless one was a Peak Warrior or possessed exceptionally strong combat power, it would be unwise to step up in such a gathering of the entire young generation of Warriors from the Nine States, a true assembly of geniuses.

"Let’s just watch for now." Xu Wuheng stopped walking. As a genius, naturally proud, he intended to capture everyone’s attention once he stepped up.

The one who ascended the platform looked to be a robust man around 30 years of age. As higher levels of martial arts slow aging, he was definitely not just 30 but surely under 50, or he wouldn’t qualify to be here.

He didn’t challenge anyone but walked towards one of the three empty chairs.

"Fat Cat, you also want to sit with me, Peng Zetian? Get off!" At that moment, a man in blue on the platform suddenly spoke without standing up, simply waving his right hand. Star Force surged, transforming into three crimson Sharp Swords shooting toward the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man quickly thrust out his fists to meet the attack, bang bang bang, throwing three consecutive punches and shattering all three Sharp Swords. A look of anger crossed his face as he said, "I didn’t even take your seat, isn’t this too much?"

"Sitting together with you is a disgrace to me!" Peng Zetian snorted coldly and struck again, this time the Star Force turned into ten Sharp Swords.

The middle-aged man continued to counter, but this time he seemed somewhat forced.

Peng Zetian struck for the third time, suddenly producing hundreds of Sharp Swords.

The middle-aged man’s expression changed, and after a moment’s hesitation, he actually turned and ran, leaping directly off the platform.

——He dared not take this strike head-on; otherwise, he would not die but would be severely injured. And even if he had seized a seat, how would it matter? There was no rule stating that sitting there would protect him from being attacked by others.

The relics were indeed full of great opportunities, but they were always accompanied by dangers, and he did not want to die before achieving anything.

A hundred Light Swords swept past with imposing force.

"Waste!" Peng Zetian huffed, his face full of contempt.

Chu Hao and others who entered later then understood why, although there were three empty chairs on the platform, no one had taken them; someone had been making deadly attacks. Looking at the indifferent expressions of the other six, it seemed they deeply shared the sentiment.

To sit on the platform, one first had to gain the recognition of the seven people above; only then would they have the qualification to face challenges from those below.

"Peng Zetian?" Xu Wuheng muttered, as if he recognized the name.

"Brother, who is he?" Xu Ling asked curiously, knowing that the middle-aged man was at least a Peak Warrior, yet Peng Zetian had not even stood up and had scared the other off with just three moves, his strength was truly terrifying.

"Seems like he’s one of the top five prodigies of the younger generation from Wood State," Xu Wuheng thought for a moment then said.

"Seems very powerful." Xu Ling shrugged her shoulders, then eagerly asked, "Brother, you can definitely beat him, right?"

Xu Wuheng smiled and said, "He is a formidable opponent, but I will certainly not be weaker than him." Speaking of which, he glanced at Gu Qingcheng, but to his disappointment, there was no trace of emotion on Demoness Gu’s face.

"Not everyone has arrived yet; it’s not yet time to truly compete." He continued, "I’ve heard from several family elders who have participated in the Heaven Talented Assembly that such platforms will always have clear indications for conflict."

He beamed with a smile and added, "I certainly do not want to sit there now and be looked at like a monkey; better to wait and see."

Chu Hao then asked Fat Cat, "Do we need to make a move now?"

Fat Cat looked around and said, "No need, there’s no Qi Luck surge yet; let’s wait until it officially starts."

"Right!" Chu Hao nodded.

After this relic was activated, the Light Gate would remain open for a certain period, but it was different each time. However, the longer the interval between two openings, the longer the Light Gate would last, with the longest duration being up to ten days.

Chu Hao and the others patiently waited. After all, everyone was prepared, having brought enough food and water. Moreover, at their level of Realm, their consumption of food was very minimal, mainly drawing sustenance from elemental energy.

Of course, Body Cultivation was an exception.

When Chu Hao and the Barbaric Girl started fighting, their appetites would become amazingly large, but if there weren’t much consumption otherwise, their usual food intake was only a bit more than that of ordinary people, and they had a stronger resistance to hunger.

One day, two days, three days, time slowly passed, and more and more people entered, but after the third day, the increase in the number of newcomers actually began to decline, as no one knew how long the Light Gate would last, naturally, the earlier they went in, the better.

"Fairy Gu!" Just then, a man came walking from afar, appearing like a monarch strolling in the mortal world. Wherever he passed, people couldn’t help but make way for him, bodies involuntarily bending down as if they were his subjects.

Yue Feng.

He seemed to walk slowly, but in just two or three steps he had moved closer, his gaze sweeping past Chu Hao, barely giving him any attention, and immediately stopped on Gu Qingcheng.

"Brother, you’ve met your match," Xu Ling whispered to Xu Wuheng.

Xu Wuheng just smiled confidently. Everyone competes fairly—who could he lose to? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)