23: Chapter 23 Removing the Golden Entry

[Current traits available for extraction: Child of Fortune (Red), Bottom-out Rebound (Gold)]

[Acquired Luck traits cannot be extracted by maximizing hatred.]

Mo Zixing had no objections to this.

Among Lin Fan's Acquired Luck traits, only the black Three Yin Severed Meridian Body remained.

He wouldn't take it even if it were handed to him for free.

His gaze quickly swept over the two traits.

Although Child of Fortune was a top-tier red quality trait and looked tempting, he had Jiang Yuwei by his side, so it wouldn't make a huge difference.

On the contrary, this golden Bottom-out Rebound was exactly what he needed to extract right now.

This trait was the biggest variable.

He didn't want Lin Fan to suddenly have an Epiphany and pull off some kind of counter-kill after being thrashed.

Extracting it was equivalent to directly severing all of Lin Fan's illogical possibilities for a comeback.

"Start the draw, start the draw."

Mo Zixing silently recited the command in his mind.

The die on the panel began to spin.

Golden and red light continuously flashed across the surface of the die, spinning faster and faster until it finally stopped with a click.

A burst of dazzling golden light erupted from the die.

His System panel refreshed automatically.

In the Innate Luck column, a brand-new trait had appeared:

[Bottom-out Rebound (Gold): Just as the mountains and rivers seem to end, a new path reveals itself. Whenever you fall into a desperate situation, there is a high probability of obtaining an Opportunity to turn danger into safety.]

A peculiar sensation spread through him.

Mo Zixing felt an indescribable sense of confidence welling up in his heart.

Simultaneously, the [Bottom-out Rebound] on Lin Fan’s panel gradually faded until it finally vanished.

Lin Fan suddenly clutched his chest and staggered back half a step, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

That heart-palpitating feeling again!

It was even stronger than the one this morning!

He stared at the beaming Mo Zixing before him, his eyes filled with terror:

"You... what on earth did you do to me?"

Mo Zixing spread his hands, looking completely innocent:

"I’m just standing here. What could I possibly do to you?"

"Junior Brother Lin Fan, you can eat whatever you like, but you shouldn't say whatever you like. Slandering someone without cause will lead to punishment under the Sect Rules."

At that moment, Mo Zixing’s gaze fell upon Lin Fan’s panel once more.

To his surprise, the red [Child of Fortune] trait on the panel had begun to flicker.

"System, what’s happening?"

He immediately asked in his mind.

[The target has lost all positive Innate Luck traits. The Three Yin Severed Meridian Body has no possibility of cultivation.]

[Since it can no longer carry the destiny luck, the trait is about to disintegrate, and its Luck will dissipate back into the world.]

Mo Zixing raised an eyebrow.

So that could happen?

It did seem somewhat logical, though.

It was just a pity for that top-tier red trait; it was a waste to let it dissipate back into the world.

With a change of thought, he immediately questioned the System:

"Can I try to intercept and absorb this dissipating destiny luck?"

[Dissipating Luck is masterless. While the host will not obtain the trait itself, you may attempt to circulate your Mind-Cultivation Technique to absorb it for certain benefits.]

Mo Zixing was delighted.

Even the smallest gain is still a gain.

Although he wouldn't get a trait, it was still Luck from a top-tier red trait; he couldn't let it all go to waste.

At the exact same time.

The red trait on Lin Fan’s panel flickered and shattered with a crisp crack.

The trait peeled away from the panel and disintegrated into countless tiny points of light, scattering in all directions.

Mo Zixing immediately circulated the spiritual energy within his body, drawing the nearest strands of red light into himself.

The moment the red light entered his body, he felt his Divine Soul become exceptionally clear.

His field of vision even seemed to broaden slightly.

The feeling wasn't bad at all.

As the points of light completely dissipated.

Mo Zixing could clearly feel that the faint trace of resilience on Lin Fan had vanished before his very eyes.

Previously, no matter how humble or submissive Lin Fan pretended to be, there was always a hidden sense of resentment and ruthlessness in his eyes.

Now, however, he appeared as ordinary as could be.

The kind of person you wouldn't be able to pick out if they were thrown into a crowd of Handymans.

And Lin Fan himself felt the change.

He looked up blankly.

The once bright and vibrant world had suddenly turned gray and hazy, and everything before him became dull and lifeless.

Even without knowing about the traits, he knew that something very bad was happening to him.

And it was irreversible.

No!

It shouldn't be like this!

He had an inexplicable intuition.

The good Luck he had grown accustomed to over his years of life seemed to be deserting him.

He remembered back in his village, even during a famine, he could always find wild fruit in the mountains.

After joining the Sect as a Handyman, even if he made a mistake, he would always happen to encounter a manager in a good mood and escape a beating.

These small things, which he had previously attributed to just having good Luck, now felt incredibly illusory.

It seemed that in this life, he was truly destined to be nothing more than a Handyman sweeping courtyards.

Never able to reach the threshold of cultivation.

Never able to hold his head high.

Lin Fan’s lips trembled as uncontrollable rage and resentment welled up in his eyes.

Why?

He had finally obtained a chance to change his fate against the heavens, only for it to be utterly destroyed by Mo Zixing!

In any case, his life was already completely ruined.

With nothing left to lose, even if he died, he would take Mo Zixing down with him!

A low growl escaped Lin Fan’s throat as he lunged forward like a madman, clenching his fist and swinging it violently toward Mo Zixing’s face.

That was the most powerful punch he had ever thrown in his life.

But how could an ordinary person who couldn't even develop a Sense of Qi possibly contend with Mo Zixing at Qi Refining Layer 7?

Mo Zixing didn't even bother using spiritual energy; he simply raised his hand casually and caught the fist.

Lin Fan struggled desperately, yet he couldn't even budge Mo Zixing’s hand.

"Mo Zixing, I'll kill you!"

"You destroyed everything I had!"

Mo Zixing shook his head slightly at his hysterical state and placed his palm on Lin Fan’s forehead.

Lin Fan tried frantically to retreat, but he was held fast by Mo Zixing, unable to move.

"You dare to touch me?"

"The Sect has rules; harming a fellow disciple is a grave crime!"

"Even if I'm just a Handyman now, you won't come to a good end if you lay a hand on me!"

"That's where you're mistaken."

Mo Zixing sighed, speaking with total indifference.

"When did I ever say I was going to kill you?"

"I'm a good person. I just want to use a little Electrotherapy to help you calm down."

An arc of lightning flickered at his fingertip, and with a gentle push, he pressed it against the center of Lin Fan’s brow.