Transcending two realms to become an earth immortal

Chapter 16 The Way of Destiny

At this moment, in the courtyard, a wisp of gray-white cloud faintly appeared above the heads of the steward, Fang Bo, and the remaining five servants.

What was particularly striking was the cloud above Fang Bo's head, which was grayish-white on the outside but pure white on the inside, with a hint of crimson. The cloud above the servant named Fang Xia was grayish-white on the outside but bright crimson on the inside, with a hint of bright yellow, making him appear quite peculiar.

Fang Chen's expression hardened, and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

But he quickly determined that the cloud was not malicious, so he focused his attention and observed it closely, and a realization dawned on him.

Could this cloud formation be... a sign of good fortune?

In his previous life on Earth, Fang Chen had heard similar stories.

Historical records state that everyone has their own destiny and fate, and the ups and downs, successes and failures of a person's life are mostly related to this.

According to the Records of the Grand Historian, Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, possessed the aura of a dragon and a tiger, displaying five colors, which ushered in the glorious four-hundred-year Han Dynasty.

The Book of the Later Han Dynasty also states that Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu possessed a lush and vigorous aura. When he was in power, a red light illuminated the sky, allowing him to unleash his great power and summon a meteorite to stabilize the world.

Hence the ancient saying, "When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless."

Ancient texts also record that great beings emerged in ancient times, not only because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant, but also because the world was at its peak at that time. Cultivators within that era were more or less blessed by the fortune of the era.

It is precisely because those ancient great beings possessed the destiny of a vast era that they were able to achieve incredible Dao fruits, regard heaven and earth as an inn, and time as a passing guest, and ultimately transcend them.

But ancient texts also clearly state that destiny is formless, without substance, without origin, and without appearance. Even immortals and gods cannot fully comprehend its nature. Why then am I able to see it today? Could it be due to the Kunlun Mirror?

What's even stranger is that although there was a saying in the past that "qi can be in five colors", the old scriptures clearly recorded that qi has no form and no color distinction.

The clouds before our eyes are faintly connected to the human realm, clearly not naturally formed... After all, heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs, how could they favor the human race alone?

For some reason, Fang Chen suddenly remembered another name for the "Path of Celestial Immortals" in ancient texts—Qi Refiner!

Qi Refiners, Qi Refiners, the Qi they cultivate may not only be the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also contain this vast and boundless... fortune?

Could it be that in this world, besides the paths of human immortals, divine immortals, and ghost immortals, the path of celestial immortals also still exists?

There was once a powerful being who walked the path of celestial immortals, who refined the fortune of this world into a beautiful form and bestowed upon this world... the human way?

This world is clearly in the end of the cultivation era, with spiritual energy waning and approaching the great calamity of the end of Dharma. Yet, it presents a magnificent scene of five immortals, a sight only seen in the ancient golden age. Upon closer examination, Fang Chen couldn't help but feel a chill.

But in an instant, he calmed his mind and turned back to his feet.

"Drag the body out and leave it in the wilderness to feed the wild dogs!" Seeing Fang Chen seemingly lost in thought, Uncle Fang's face turned cold, and he shouted angrily.

"Yes." The remaining servants quickly responded and prepared to take action.

"Wait a minute," Fang Chen said at this moment, "Leave this corpse here; I have another use for it."

The servants were taken aback by what they heard, exchanged glances, but eventually bowed their heads and replied "Yes," before retreating one after another.

Once the others had gone some distance, Uncle Fang stepped forward, his face filled with worry: "Young Master, are you alright...?"

Fang Chen snapped out of his daze, glanced at him, and said calmly, "Come with me."

This person followed the original owner's father for over twenty years and watched the original owner grow up. Even though the original owner was a playboy, he remained loyal and trustworthy.

After saying that, he walked straight ahead and entered the inner room.

Butler Fang was slightly taken aback, then followed.

As soon as he entered, Fang Chen said quietly, "Uncle Fang, you've been waiting in the Fang family for many years. This time, you've caught a cold and are now critically ill. Surely you can tell this isn't a coincidence, right?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Fang's expression changed.

How could he not understand Fang Chen's meaning?

A mysterious transfer order to a place outside the county; the young master was intelligent in his childhood but grew up to be a spoiled brat; despite being seriously ill and on the verge of death, his clan repeatedly prevented renowned doctors from coming to treat him...

"That scoundrel Fang Yuanming spoke so earnestly back then, and even took the young master as his adopted son, that's why we and the clan elders believed him. We never expected him to be such a beast in human form!" Uncle Fang was both shocked and furious.

"What's past is past, there's no point in dwelling on it." Fang Chen's expression was quite calm. "The most urgent task now is to deal with the current predicament."

"Young Master, although we have seen through his true colors, it is not advisable to act rashly at this moment. We should feign compliance for the time being." Fang Bo frowned. "He is, after all, your nominal father. Whether it is family righteousness or patriarchal etiquette, you are at a disadvantage. This matter... requires careful consideration."

"The blade has already drawn blood; it's either him or me. To suggest a longer plan now would be suicide." Fang Chen's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "We are already at a disadvantage. If we allow him to scheme and plot in secret, that would truly be a path to death. Our only option now is to catch him off guard and break this deadlock by force!"

In short, it means to strike unexpectedly and decisively!

After all, the best strategies in the world often boil down to just two words... a sneak attack!

"Break the stalemate with force?" Uncle Fang's expression changed. "Young Master, it's not that this old servant is afraid of losing his life. It's just that Fang Yuanming must have martial arts guards around him, so the assassination will probably be difficult to succeed..."

His first thought was assassination.

"It wasn't an assassination attempt." Fang Chen shook his head in denial, then stared intently at Fang Bo, suddenly asking, "Could you possibly obtain a strand of his hair, or that of one of his trusted sons?"

"This matter... is not difficult." Uncle Fang said, but then swallowed his words.

The young master was nothing more than a spoiled brat who was critically ill. Now, not only has he recovered, but he also appears wise, decisive, and extraordinary.

Could it be that he received divine inspiration, or awakened his past life's wisdom?

If that is the case, then it is the blessing of the late ancestor in heaven, and a great fortune for the Fang family!

Upon realizing this, Fang Bo asked no more questions, responded softly, and then turned and left.

After he left, Fang Chen's mind stirred slightly. He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to sort through the memories in his mind. His eyes flickered:

"I never imagined that the path of cultivation in this world is so similar to the Corpse Liberation Immortal Path in that turbid world. Both emphasize condensing the three souls and seven spirits, the Yin spirit leaving the body, and ultimately achieving the Yang spirit... Could it be that these two worlds are related in some way?"

However, before he could ponder this for long, Fang Bo had already returned.

He respectfully offered two fine strands of hair, said nothing more, and quietly withdrew.

"She's quite sensible." Fang Chen nodded slightly.

He stared at the strand of hair in his palm, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Since there is a way of destiny in this world, and the other party is the leader of a clan, he must be protected by destiny. Ordinary curses are unlikely to be effective.

However, Fang Chen came from that turbid and evil world. Zheng Yang Dao struggled in the Demon Cave of Dao City for five years. The strangeness and danger of the various spells he was familiar with were probably even greater than many demonic sects and evil paths in this world.

After a moment's thought, Fang Chen had already made up his mind.

The only way to use the power of heaven and earth to bypass the protection of the opponent's destiny, even if they are blessed with good fortune or protected by gods and immortals, is through curses and killing.

Once the mind is made up, immediately set up the altar and begin the ritual!

Above the spiritual platform, the Kunlun Mirror trembled slightly.

The [Yin Corpse Turbidity], which was brought from the light and shadow of the old world, was transformed by the Kunlun Mirror into a wisp of energy that was compatible with this world. It appeared in Fang Chen's palm and was then cast into the simple altar in front of him.

The technique Fang Chen was currently using was a modified version of the curse-suppressing secret art by the Elder of the Zhengyang Sect.

【The Taiyin Soul-Locking and Soul-Connecting Spell】!