Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 550: Chapter 550 The So-Called Fortune (First Update)
 

The so-called fate is the determinate power bestowed upon all things between heaven and earth.

Mysterious yet true, it indeed exists.

And not only humans possess fate, but a city, a nation, even an ethnic group, all have their own fate.

“When fate arrives, the whole world aligns with you; when it departs, even heroes lose their freedom.” That’s to say, when blessed with fate, even an ant can ascend to the heavens and transform into a Divine Dragon.

But once fate dissipates, even if you are a Divine Dragon, you will be trapped in the shallows.

Huyue continued, “According to the secret legends passed down in the Hua Clan Fox Realm, every calamity produces a Fate Pearl in this mortal world. Whoever possesses this object will become the favored one in the next calamity, blessing their entire group!”

“As the calamity approaches, the Fate Secret Realm will open in the mortal world, naturally attracting the covetous eyes of gods and demons from The Multiverse!”

Upon hearing Huyue’s words, Xue An’s gaze flickered.

He thought back to the images on the turtle shell.

The ancestors of the Hua Clan were incredibly powerful, able to shoot down the chaos-inducing Jin Wu with a single arrow, but why did they suddenly cut down the Jianmu tree and sever themselves from this world?

And that final line, “protect my Hua Clan,” seemed not so simple.

Xue An had some doubts in his heart, but soon suppressed them.

Without more information, wild guesses would not solve any problems, only bring unnecessary worry.

And since the calamity was imminent, the answers would certainly lie within this round of catastrophe.

He would go in search of them when the time came.

After all, as long as he was present, he would not allow gods or demons to bring chaos to the world.

If the gods dared to descend, then he would annihilate them!

Huyue had been watching Xue An all the while, and after a long pause, he chuckled and said, “I bet you’re thinking right now about how to slaughter all those gods and demons who dare to meddle!”

Xue An smiled lightly, “That’s right!”

“I actually feel a bit sorry for those gods and demons! Honestly, how did you manage to cultivate to such a level in this world where the Spiritual Energy is so scarce?”

“Do you want to know?”

Huyue nodded eagerly, “Of course, I do. My avatar’s Cultivation Level is too low, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to handle the impending calamity. So, I want to improve my Cultivation Level as soon as possible!”

“It’s simple, because yours truly is a genius!”

Huyue was momentarily speechless because he actually couldn’t refute that claim.

He had witnessed how Xue An in his previous life went from an obscure Cultivator to an unparalleled Immortal Venerable in just a mere thousand years.

Such progress could no longer be described as genius; it was downright monstrous.

But that smug attitude of his was truly infuriating! Huyue gnashed his teeth as he looked at Xue An.

But since he couldn’t defeat him, what was he to do?

Huyue glanced at the wine pot on the table, and suddenly had an idea, saying with a smile, “Alright, enough about that. It’s a rare reunion of old friends, so let’s not return tonight until we’re drunk!”

With that, he personally poured a cup of wine and handed it to Xue An.

However, as he passed the wine, he secretly slipped a Drunkenness Talisman Spell into it.

The Multiverse originally had no such spell, but because Huyue often drank with people, he had created this Talisman Spell.

Xue An took the cup, but did not drink it, and instead quietly looked at Huyue.

“What’s the matter?” Huyue’s face was the picture of calm.

Xue An shook his head, “Nothing, just that the moonlight tonight is nice, and it’s a good night for getting drunk!”

“Hahaha, I think so too!” Huyue laughed, looking very joyful.

An hour later.

Xiao Sha dragged the stuffed Xiao Yu, who had finished ten baskets of buns, back home.

“Dragon Sister, why are you walking so fast? I still have a bun here; do you want it?” Xiao Yu pulled out a bun from who knows where and offered it to Xiao Sha.

Xiao Sha didn’t pay her any attention.

Because Xiao Sha was in a very bad mood.

Not only had she been flirted with by someone, but she also couldn’t beat him.

For Xiao Sha, who was always prideful and arrogant, this was simply unbearable.

It was normal for her not to be able to defeat the boss.

But how come she just couldn’t beat that slovenly guy who clearly didn’t look like much?

With these thoughts in mind, Xiao Sha quickened her pace and turned a corner, heading home.

Then she stopped dead in her tracks.

Not just her, but also Xiao Yu, who was slowly savoring the last steamed bun as if afraid of finishing it, was also dumbfounded.

Under the moonlight that filled the courtyard, that detestable fellow who had defeated her was squatting on the ground, howling and crying his eyes out.

While crying, he also mumbled incoherently.

“Wuu wuu wuu, this is too hard! My sister is nowhere to be found, and I can’t even defeat this Xue An!”

“Pfft, the moon isn’t even round today, it’s infuriating! Is even the moon bullying me?”

What… what was going on?

Xiao Sha was in shock.

Xue An, who had appeared in the courtyard at some point, sighed helplessly, “Alright, stop crying, I know you’ve had it tough! Go back to sleep already!”

“Why do I listen to you? I won’t go back to sleep. I’m going to sleep right here!” Saying so, Huyue directly lay down in the courtyard, and moments later, started to snore loudly.

Xue An, caught between laughter and tears, turned to the stunned Xiao Sha and said, “This guy is drunk!”

In fact, during the drinking just now, Xue An had noticed Huyue’s little trick and so he decided to go along with it, drinking together with Huyue.

As a result, Xue An was fine, but after three cups, Huyue was completely plastered and started to act foolishly in his drunkenness.

But his drunken antics were different from others; he didn’t make a fuss or cause trouble, he just squatted on the ground and started howling and crying!

It seemed as if he was trying to cry out all the tears of his lifetime.

Xiao Sha, watching Huyue lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, suddenly broke into a smile.

Hmph, dare to bully me? You’ve got your comeuppance now!

Meanwhile.

In the Bitter Zen Temple amidst the mountains in the Northwest.

The fat monk finished offering incense and then sat down on a meditation cushion to begin his daily practice.

Ever since his disciple Hui Nian died at the Hidden Immortal Sect’s convention, the fat monk had closed off the temple gates and stopped bothering with worldly affairs.

While the fat monk was devotedly chanting scriptures.

Suddenly, amidst the previously silent hall, the sounds of the Heavenly Maiden’s chants spread through the air, accompanied by a sweet fragrance.

The fat monk opened his eyes in astonishment and looked up.

He saw the Buddha statue facing him slowly open its eyes and then step down from the shrine.

With each step, a pure white lotus bloomed under his feet, supporting him as he moved forward.

The fat monk first gasped, then a look of wild joy gradually spread across his face, and with choking sobs, he prostrated on the floor, fervently kowtowing.

“Immortal Venerable above, your disciple pays homage to you!”

As the Buddha statue approached, the clay on its body peeled away bit by bit.

By the time it reached the fat monk, it had transformed into a skinny monk with a bare upper body.

This was the founder of the Bitter Zen Temple, the Ku Chan Venerable, who had long since ascended to the Buddha Kingdom.

Ku Chan Venerable slowly extended his palm, large as a fan, and gently caressed the fat monk’s head.

“You have worked hard these years!”

“I have not toiled! To witness the Venerable’s return is my life’s fulfillment!” the fat monk said, laughing and crying at the same time.

Ku Chan Venerable revealed a slight smile, and with his smile, the temple, which was somewhat dilapidated, suddenly shone with golden light and was renewed in all its splendor.

“Very good! As I descend this time, you shall be my protector!”

“Yes!”

As he responded, a faint golden light appeared above the fat monk’s head, and he gradually took on a dignified and venerable aura.

But at the same time, his eyes lost much of their spark of life, and his gaze became dull and blank.