He exhaled a long breath of turbid air and didn’t rush to chase after Hong Baiwei or Master Jiekong. Instead, he swept through the battlefield, collecting every magical artifact and treasure left behind by the fallen. “Immortal fortune, immortal fortune... it’s called fortune for a reason. If it just goes to whoever gets there first, what kind of fortune is that?” Li Yanchu muttered to himself. He didn’t come from a prestigious background. Everything he had, he earned by his own hands. In his view, immortal fortune was something worth fighting for, but you couldn’t go after the stars with empty hands. Take now, for example, many of the Daoist temple magical artifacts, the weapons and treasures of these fallen experts, were a sizable gain in themselves. And with a Universe Pouch in his possession, carrying them was no trouble at all. So, without any hurry, he cleaned out everything that could be salvaged from the battlefield before finally setting off toward the so-called cave dwelling the others had rushed to. Rumble rumble! Loud explosions echoed through the night. Li Yanchu didn’t even need to use the Art of Pursuit, he simply followed the deafening sounds. There were certainly demons lurking in the darkness. That much was undeniable. Whether it was bad luck or something else entirely, he ran into four demons on his way. The hideous and monstrous demons crawled up from the ground. A dazzling slash of saber qi tore through the darkness, and the demons were vanquished! + 4,000 merit points! At this rate, even he was tempted to put away his Daoist temple artifacts and walk openly into the night to bait more demons. But, the demons within this ancient Daoist temple hall ruin spawned at random. And their strength and numbers varied wildly. If a big one appeared... that would spell trouble, even for him. So instead, he pressed forward toward the source of the explosions. When he arrived, he discovered it was a small mountain about five li from the riverbank. Calling it “small” was relative, it was still as rugged and steep as the mountains near Wei City. It only looked small in comparison to the vast ruins surrounding it. Li Yanchu made his way to the spot where the explosions had been coming from and saw a massive, ferocious flood dragon. Its entire body was covered in azure scales, radiating a terrifying might as it roared and opened its jaws, unleashing deadly divine powers. Several figures were besieging the dragon in a fierce, chaotic battle. The flood dragon was roughly twenty zhang long, and its chilling aura was enough to strike fear into anyone who looked at it. Li Yanchu focused his gaze and quickly spotted Master Jiekong and Hong Baiwei among the fighters. There were two others he recognized as well: One was Chen Yang, the military officer from the Court of Judicial Review. The other was the arrogant youth Xiao Ce, who carried twin sabers at his waist. The last person present was an elderly man in black robes, his skin mottled with age spots. For some reason, Li Yanchu felt that man looked faintly familiar, though he couldn’t quite place him. Follow current novᴇls on NoveI★Fire.net Behind the flood dragon stood the entrance to a cave dwelling, with a faint glow shining through the opening. Terrifying divine powers exploded through the air, radiating an aura of overwhelming might. Li Yanchu frowned slightly. He knew Chen Yang’s strength well, yet after such a short time apart, the difference was shocking. “Did he find immortal fortune that day when he left on his own?” Li Yanchu wondered to himself. At this moment, Chen Yang was surrounded by multicolored light, and the long spear in his hand radiated tremendous power. His abilities had skyrocketed compared to before, so he had clearly gained great fortune. Yet Li Yanchu felt no regret about not following him. With Chen Yang’s luck, this kind of blessing wasn’t surprising. As for himself, he wasn’t some chosen son of heaven, born with golden fate and fed by the universe. He was simply someone with a tough enough fate to survival he was just stubborn and hard to kill! “Vajra Hellbane!” Master Jiekong let out a thunderous shout. His muscles turned golden, his body radiating an aura of sacred might. He looked just like a fearsome and divine Buddhist Vajra guardian! He struck the flood dragon’s body directly, causing its massive form to tremble violently. The others also unleashed their own powers, joining forces against the mighty beast. ROAR! With a thunderous roar that shook the skies, the flood dragon suddenly opened its jaws wide and swallowed Chen Yang whole in a single gulp! The unexpected twist caught Li Yanchu completely off guard; there was no time to react. “That royal-born youth, blessed with immense fortune... is he really just gone like that?!” Li Yanchu said in astonishment. But in the next moment, his expression changed. A deafening sound rang out, and Chen Yang burst forth from the flood dragon’s belly with a long spear in hand. His entire body was wrapped in radiant multicolored light, looking ethereal and divine. He looked like an immortal descended from the heavens. “Excellent! As expected of someone who has attained the Innate Five Elemental Qi Constitution. Truly extraordinary,” Xiao Ce praised him. This sword-obsessed youth had an open and upright nature; he was bold and forthright in a way that made it impossible to dislike him. The others, however, wore complex expressions. Some were envious, while some were jealous. Hong Baiwei’s face darkened. Master Jiekong had obtained the Vermilion Fruit, and now this youth had gained the Innate Five Elemental Qi Constitution. And he himself? He hadn’t acquired any immortal fortune! He obtained just a few divine artifacts, which had been destroyed by that damned man! Yet clearly, he had the largest force, the most men! Then suddenly, his eyes locked on Li Yanchu, who stood watching from a distance. His killing intent surged. “A bunch of useless fools! You couldn’t even kill that brat!” Hong Baiwei growled with hatred. Li Yanchu met his gaze, then smirked and said lightly, “Idiot.” Hong Baiwei didn’t understand the exact word, but he could tell that Li Yanchu was mocking him. He broke away from the battle, preparing to strike down Li Yanchu himself. But just then, the flood dragon suddenly unleashed a terrifying divine power toward him! The violet-gold crown atop Hong Baiwei’s head flared with brilliant light, blocking the attack just in time. While everyone else remained locked in combat with the flood dragon, the black-robed elder suddenly moved. His figure blurred; he moved so fast it was nearly invisible to the naked eye, and darted straight into the cave dwelling! “Old bastard, how dare you! You scum! You want to claim the immortal fortune for yourself?!” One devastating attack after another flew toward him, but the black-robed elder’s body surged with a towering yin qi, and he vanished into the cave in a flash! The flood dragon bellowed in fury, unleashing another wave of terrifying divine power that blasted toward the crowd. It was as though a god had descended from myth. This was turning into an exceptionally brutal battle, and none of them could take on the ferocious flood dragon alone. But now that so many top-tier experts had gathered, they finally had a chance to fight it head-on! Otherwise, just as Master Jiekong had warned, if they disturbed that terrifying being within the cave, all would be lost. The black-robed elder's figure quickly reappeared. Clutched in his arms was a massive stone box, and his body was covered in wounds, as if he had just survived a terrifying battle. Yet he still managed to burst out of the cave. “Old thief! Where do you think you’re going?!” “Amitabha, you’ve lost yourself!” Several people attacked him simultaneously. A surge of towering yin qi erupted from the elder. He suddenly inhaled deeply, and the age spots on his face visibly faded. His once-aged body began to regain youth before their eyes. He broke through their encirclement and vanished into the night, fleeing in a blur! Li Yanchu suddenly understood that this technique was exactly the same as the one used by the black-robed elder who had infiltrated the Feng family and stolen the jade fragment. Looks like with Mount Jinting's Blissful Land emerging, even the old monsters in hiding can’t sit still anymore, Li Yanchu thought to himself. The elder’s figure was just about to disappear into the vast night. The fearsome flood dragon let out a sudden earth-shaking roar and transformed into a streak of white light, shooting after him like lightning! “Ahhh!” The elder's lower body was struck by a horrifying force and completely disintegrated. He let out a wretched scream and plummeted from the sky! Falling alongside him was a stone box that radiated an unmistakable aura of power. Everyone’s eyes lit up instantly. It was the immortal fortune!