There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 631 - 239: Fusing Fate and the ‘Great Dao’ (Part 3)

The saying 'First fate, second luck, third Feng Shui' doesn't apply to Zhang Feng.

As for fate, it's a person's origin, the 'innate fate.'

Luck is the 'acquired luck' in someone's life.

According to mysticism, Feng Shui refers to the living environment, where a good environment can extend one's life.

But no matter what, talk of second luck, third Feng Shui, and even 'four accumulating virtue, five studying, six fame, seven something' that follows.

They are all insignificant compared to the 'first fate' of being innate.

Just like some people who are born as the Nascent Soul Sect Leader's child in the biggest sect of this world.

Since childhood, they've been introduced to cultivation and have eaten spiritual pills and miraculous medicine.

So what acquired luck can compete with that?

However, today's Zhang Feng can use the 'luck of later generations' to transform a thief's 'innate fate.'

It truly is knowledge changing 'destiny.'

With hundreds of years of human knowledge, to challenge the fate of a Nascent Soul's child, it indeed could work.

After all, a Nascent Soul in this world only lives about eight hundred years or so.

But if it were another world, where Immortals lived for millions of years.

One would need even more time of acquired knowledge to balance and compensate for the gap in 'fate.'

Before extraordinary reality, some people said the efforts of several generations couldn't be surpassed by just one knowledgeable generation. This is one explanation of fate.

...

The matter of overseeing Qianlin Hall isn't that troublesome.

After Zhang Feng demonstrated acupuncture to treat arthritis and rheumatism on an elder, it became simple.

However, this is also because Zhang Feng is quite old, wears neat robes, and possesses extensive medical knowledge.

Thus, Shopkeeper Li dared to let Zhang Feng treat his patients.

Otherwise, simply displaying a skill, while ensuring not to offend people and yet involving several parties actively, is very troublesome.

But thankfully, now he's established.

Zhang Feng also saw that herb, with a bit of spiritual qi, it's acceptable.

But the greatest gain was unintentionally gaining insights into destiny and the causality of good and evil, as well as sensing the intent to kill.

Moreover, amid these talisman rules, Zhang Feng's understanding of the Celestial Dao's 'calculation power' has deepened.

With this ability to see part of the Heavenly Dao's rules, he can calculate talismans using Celestial Dao Calculation Power to enhance talismans.

As a result, his combat power has naturally seen a substantial increase.

Previously, Zhang Feng could use a single magic spell at the Golden Core stage to completely level a province, rendering the entire ground a ruin.

Now, he can do it to five provinces.

Zhang Feng has calculated precisely.

Though the spiritual sense of a Golden Core spans only a few dozen miles, with the power of compression and condensation, and a unique blessing conforming to the Heavenly Dao, it can unquestionably spread a thousand miles away.

This unique blessing is akin to a railgun hitting a Z1 and superconductor civilization, where the presence of a superconductor inevitably causes chain damage.

But his uniqueness lies in the Heavenly Dao's rules, which are technically universal across worlds.

This is Zhang Feng's analysis and dissection.

When knowledge is integrated, it's no longer just 'knowing what is so without knowing why it is so.'

Similar to causality and fortune, what seems like mere 'observation' is a highly potent support, capable of dissecting substantial combat knowledge and uncovering crucial rule codes.

Of course, this is also because Zhang Feng spent every day watching the virtual small building, testing virtual rules in reality.

Thus, he could quickly master this 'Celestial Dao Calculation Power.'

Zhang Feng can now harness 'Celestial Dao Calculation Power.'

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In the days that followed.

Zhang Feng remained settled within Qianlin Hall.

Shopkeeper Li, who always adhered to saving people as his principle, was very welcoming and held no jealousy.

Especially after Zhang Feng saved a little child who was on the brink of a heart failure.

Shopkeeper Li even gave a Centennial Ginseng to Zhang Feng for free.

This was beyond Zhang Feng's expectations.

That night.

As Qianlin Hall was about to close.

Facing Zhang Feng's undisguised suspicion.

Shopkeeper Li laughed heartily and explained:

"This 'Spirit Ginseng' I originally planned to sell, to acquire more precious herbs that could treat severe illnesses and save more people.

One ginseng saving a hundred people is naturally fair.

But seeing the child today, if it wasn't for Mr. Zhang, I would've used the ginseng to save him.

Now, since Mr. Zhang saved him, the ginseng naturally belongs to him."

Confronted with Shopkeeper Li's words.

Zhang Feng found him quite interesting, and without further delays, accepted it readily.

Particularly over these days, an interesting point was.

The thief was following Zhang Feng, trying to enlist the aid of the Profound Cloud Sect for salvation, so he lingered in Qianlin Hall, occasionally helping out.

Zhang Feng noticed his good nature was increasing.

If all his evil was fully offset, would he genuinely become a virtuous man from within?

Or would he remain a villain?

Zhang Feng grew curious.

He planned to use the thief as a guinea pig again to embark on a new good and evil test.

After all, in two more days, he'll reach Foundation Establishment.

By then, he would no longer fear his fluctuating temperament, or his resistance.

With power comes the ability to experiment on him.

If he dares to resist, then just kill him outright.

Zhang Feng, though praised as a great benevolent man in reality, sometimes strikes decisively.

But on thinking carefully, the thief, the grand path, is quite interesting too.

This thief can teach him many things.

The following morning.

While pondering over the thief, Zhang Feng was busy with Shopkeeper Li and others in Qianlin Hall.

Outside, two warriors passed without stopping in front of the medicine hall.

One of them, carrying a sword at his waist, was burly and robust, his skin sun-tanned dark.

The other, while also very muscular, had a less dark complexion due to wearing a bamboo hat. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

However, they both glanced at the thief helping inside the medicine hall as they passed.

This less dark-faced man, named 'Yang Shaoquan,' was a slightly renowned martial artist in the Jianghu.

Only his nickname was rather unpleasant, known as the 'Bloodthirsty Bandit.'

He, just like the thief, was vicious and evil!

But compared to the thief, who only bullied the weak, he preferred ambushing famous martial artists.

In his view, these renowned martial artists had more wealth.

Perhaps he could even acquire treasures or profound martial arts manuals.

Even if he couldn't use them himself, he could sell them.

And today, his gaze fell on the thief and Zhang Feng inside Qianlin Hall.

However, observing aside.

He hurriedly stepped away from Qianlin Hall.

'Found him, found him, didn't expect according to the two warriors' words, upon entering the town today, to see Sun the thief.

But who is that old man?'

Yang Shaoquan's eyes were filled with confusion, clearly remembering the thief being a loner.