Chapter 27: The Way of Suppressing Fortune

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: The Way of Suppressing Fortune

Chen Sha slammed his right fist into his left palm, forming the Dao Yi Seal—a direct fusion of two Superior Martial Arts embodying both ultimate hardness and ultimate softness.

BOOM!

Instantly, the True Qi both inside and outside his body surged before him like a vast ocean. Then, as Chen Sha raised the fist that had formed the seal, an unprecedented Momentum enveloped him.

"A G-Grandmaster..."

Yun Feifei, who was charging at Chen Sha, was stunned:

’This fist... it actually has the Momentum of a Grandmaster!’

Just a moment ago, she had gritted her teeth and used the Blood Burning Secret Technique from the Celestial Demon Register to forcibly enhance her True Qi Cultivation.

But the little bit of True Qi she had gained was utterly insignificant before the sheer power of Chen Sha’s punch.

The finger Yun Feifei had aimed at Chen Sha’s heart was stopped three feet away by the terrifying aura that erupted when he formed the Dao Yi Seal, unable to break through.

Then, all she could see was Chen Sha’s Fist Seal hurtling toward her.

"Cough!"

Yun Feifei was struck in the chest and sent flying thirty yards, spitting blood. Her white robes were stained red, and she had completely lost her ability to fight.

"Saintess!"

The Demon Sect Elder cried out in alarm and immediately rushed to her side.

He saw that Yun Feifei, who had taken Chen Sha’s punch, had a face as sallow as parchment. Her Celestial Demon True Qi was leaking from her body like air from a punctured balloon, and her Life Force was fading.

"Saintess, hold on!"

Elder Pang shouted in panic, hastily fumbling for a medicine jar. He took out a purple pill and fed it to Yun Feifei.

When he looked back again, Chen Sha’s figure was already receding into the distance, heading toward the back of Dao Yi Mountain.

The Elder was crestfallen.

He looked at the nearly dead Saintess in his arms, then at his other martial brother, who had also been crippled.

Finally, he looked at Chen Sha’s departing back, his heart filled with terror and confusion:

’The previous generation’s Chen Canxuan was invincible, seizing all the world’s fortune. This generation’s Dao Yi Mountain should have become a place cursed by that very fortune, making it impossible for another overly powerful figure to emerge. So how can someone like a young Chen Canxuan appear again...?’

Chen Sha moved with extreme speed toward the Grave Forest, having no desire to get entangled with them. He quickly vanished from Elder Pang’s sight.

Just then, Yun Feifei’s weak voice could be heard:

"Cough, cough... This only proves that we must invite him back to lead the Saint Sect. He can reach such a level of cultivation in a cursed place like Dao Yi Mountain. If he were to return to the Saint Sect, the grand ambition of our Celestial Demon Sect ancestors—to unify the Six Paths of the Holy Sect—might actually be achievable."

"Saintess, how are you?"

Hearing Yun Feifei’s weak voice, Elder Pang immediately asked with concern.

Yun Feifei held out her hand, letting the old servant help her up. After standing, she couldn’t help but give a pained cough, then said with a wry smile:

"What a domineering Holy Son. I am the Saintess of the Celestial Demon Sect, after all. My looks aren’t so bad, are they? He didn’t show the slightest hint of mercy."

Glancing at the empty medicine jar in Elder Pang’s hand, she thought, ’If I hadn’t brought the Saint Sect’s secret Holy Heart Pill with me and used its medicinal power to protect my heart meridian in time, I’m afraid Chen Sha’s punch wouldn’t have just crippled my Cultivation—it would have taken my life.’

"But I still don’t understand. Chen Canxuan was invincible and already seized sixty years of Dao Yi Mountain’s fortune. How could another person like this emerge?" Elder Pang’s teeth chattered.

Leaning on him for support, Yun Feifei replied with a weak expression, "Even my mother probably didn’t expect this. Our Celestial Demon Sect’s prized Heavenly Destiny Calculation, which predicted the turn of fortune against Dao Yi Mountain, was actually wrong."

They had originally planned to bring Chen Sha back to the Celestial Demon Sect. Besides using force, they had also prepared a whole line of reasoning: that Dao Yi Mountain was a sect that had already produced a master who was number one in the world.

According to the laws that govern all things in the world.

Nothing remains strong forever. The mighty do not die a good death. This is the principle that the unyielding are easily broken.

Thus, look at the dynasties of old and new.

Those brilliant and martial founding rulers mostly sired incompetent and mediocre heirs.

It’s the same even in ordinary families.

Those with overwhelming power often have decadent and useless children.

Those with wealth that could rival a nation often have spendthrift heirs.

This is the way of fortune in the mortal world.

Feng shui and fortune never last more than three generations before a peak is followed by decline.

The greater the fortune, the swifter the transition from prosperity to decline.

The second-generation disciples of Dao Yi Mountain, and its many elders, are all unremarkable, with the sole exception of Li Jianzhou. This was proof of that principle.

After they brought Chen Sha back to the Celestial Demon Sect, they were going to inform him of this supreme principle of the Celestial Path.

This was to let him know that there was no future for him on Dao Yi Mountain, that his fortune was being suppressed by the Celestial Path’s cycle of aversion.

But they never expected...

That on Dao Yi Mountain, where fortune had turned to aversion, Chen Sha was like a bizarre anomaly, completely unaffected by his father’s legacy.

"There is only one possibility. He himself is another kind of person favored by destiny. Even while being suppressed by the aversion of fortune, cultivating in shackles, he still reached such a stage."

This concept of aversion is about ’overcoming through loathing.’ Generally, it refers to someone who detests another using some method to place a curse on them, thereby defeating them.

And the change in fortune on Dao Yi Mountain revealed the Celestial Path’s own technique of aversion.

Chen Canxuan was invincible and seized too many heavenly secrets, earning the Celestial Path’s loathing. Thus, his fortune was destined to plummet after his death. This, too, is the logic of the Celestial Path’s cycle.

Yun Feifei’s face was pale, but her eyes were bright and clear:

"We must bring him back to the Celestial Demon Sect. Today’s battle has made me absolutely certain: the great revival of our Saint Sect depends on him!"

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「Dao Yi Mountain’s Grave Forest.」

This was the resting place for the spirits of Dao Yi Mountain’s ancestors, stretching back thousands of years. A Daoist tower had even been built in the center of the forest to house their many spirit tablets.

Yet this solemn and dignified place was now slick with blood. Every five steps, one would find a wounded Dao Yi Mountain Daoist screaming on the ground.

These Daoists were all young, only in their twenties or thirties, with skills that were mostly second or third-rate.

How could they possibly be a match for the Extraordinary Nine Monsters, Jianghu behemoths who had run rampant for over twenty years?

Even when they formed Dao Yi Mountain’s "Array of One Hundred and Eight Gangs and Sha" under Song Yu’s command, they couldn’t trap the Extraordinary Nine Monsters in the slightest. Instead, the monsters just broke through their ranks.

"Hahaha, I knew your so-called ’number one Major Sect in the world’ only had this much strength! Why did we nine brothers have to be so patient at the start, worrying you might have some real masters!"

The greasy-faced Pig Craftsman, his mouth blood-red, brandished two sharp butchering knives, his every move creating a chilling gale of blades.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Any Dao Yi Mountain disciple who got close had their arms and legs broken.

"With Chen Canxuan dead, the ’number one Major Sect in the world’ is nothing but an empty name!"

The Wild Daoist, one of the Nine Monsters, also laughed heartily as he swept his Iron Whisk toward a Dao Yi Mountain Elder:

"Today, I see, is the day Dao Yi Mountain is annihilated."

Song Yu, Yuu Miaolian, Zhang Liting, and a group of Elders were locked in battle with the Extraordinary Nine Monsters.

However, among the Nine Monsters were at least seven Grandmaster-level experts.

The most terrifying was their leader, the Child Emperor. He had practiced the famous Childlike Heart Scripture to a truly divine level. As he laughed, the sound waves shattered the air and could even affect people’s emotions.

Furthermore, his Power had already reached the level of a Half-step Grandmaster.

This proved that the childlike monster possessed the strength to crush most of Dao Yi Mountain’s elders. Not a single one of the Grandmaster Elders could face him alone; they would be utterly defeated!

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!!

The Child Emperor, relying on his Half-step Grandmaster Power, weaved among the Dao Yi Disciples with a roar, lunging straight for the Elders. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had already severely injured two Grandmaster Elders.

"Martial Uncle Liu, Martial Uncle Meng!"

Song Yu cried out in shock.

The sound drew the Child Emperor’s attention, and he shot over:

"You still have the mind to worry about others!"

With a tap of his foot, his figure flashed thirty yards away. He extended his small palm as if teleporting, locking onto Song Yu’s neck and reaching out to grab it:

"Tell me now! Is Ancient Transformation Dragon dead or alive, and where did Chen Canxuan imprison him!"