61: Another son of destiny? Heaven is giving in.

That hand was very ordinary. It just casually rested on Tang Xiaoshan's shoulder.

But Tang Xiaoshan felt as if he was being crushed by an ancient divine mountain that had fallen from outside the sky!

He couldn't move! He couldn't even move a single little finger!

The blood throughout his body seemed to be completely frozen in that instant, and even his Divine Soul plunged into a dead, icy abyss!

Cold! Bone-chilling cold!

It wasn't the cold of temperature, but an irresistible fear and tremor that originated from the deepest level of his life!

"You..."

Tang Xiaoshan wanted to speak, but his throat felt as if it was filled with scalding molten lead, only able to emit a hoarse, bellows-like sound of "ho ho."

He was the Young Lord of Tang Sect!

He was a martial Dao Prodigy from Tianwu Continent!

He was a Heavenly Human Realm expert who was only 17 years old!

But in front of this man, he felt as fragile as an ant that could be crushed to death at any moment!

This feeling made him think of the Old Ancestor of the Tang Sect, who had been in seclusion for a thousand years and was rumored to have Broken through to Martial Emperor!

No! It was even more terrifying than that!

From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the white-robed figure not far away, and the beautiful woman in a light blue palace dress beside him.

Damn it!

Tang Xiaoshan's heart instantly sank into a bottomless abyss.

How could there be natives in this godforsaken barren land?

These were clearly a group of prehistoric beasts in human skin, playing house here!

Lin Fan and Ling Ke'er quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully to the green-robed figure from behind.

"Master!" Ling Ke'er's gaze fell on Tang Xiaoshan, filled with towering killing intent.

"Mm."

Lu Yuchen responded lazily, as if he didn't even notice the tense atmosphere before him.

His hand, resting on Tang Xiaoshan's shoulder, remained so casual, so understated.

But Tang Xiaoshan felt as if his shoulder blade was about to be crushed alive by that seemingly gentle, yet indescribably overbearing force!

"Senior... spare me! Spare me!"

The instinct for survival finally overwhelmed all his pride and dignity.

With a "thud," Tang Xiaoshan's knees buckled, and he actually knelt down directly!

When he knelt, the Great Qin Old Ancestor Ying Ji behind him, and the thousands of Golden Fire Cavalry, every single one of them, stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost!

He just... knelt?

"Spare me?"

Lu Yuchen finally turned his head and glanced at him indifferently with his calm, ancient-well-like eyes.

"Weren't you quite impressive just now?"

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!" Tang Xiaoshan cried, tears and snot flowing, no longer showing any trace of a Tianwu Continent Prodigy's demeanor. "Junior was blind and didn't know that this was Senior's territory! I... I know a huge secret! It's about a Martial Emperor's Legacy! It's right here in this barbaric land! As long as Immortal spares my life, I am willing to offer this Legacy with both hands!"

He unhesitatingly threw out his biggest trump card, and the purpose of his journey!

A Martial Emperor Legacy!

This was a supreme treasure that could drive any Void Realm expert mad!

He believed no one could refuse this temptation!

However...

"Martial Emperor?"

Lu Yuchen was first stunned upon hearing this, then a very strange expression appeared on his face, his gaze like he was looking at a... mentally challenged idiot.

"Is that very powerful?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to slap down.

This kid dared to touch his disciple, no matter what Emperor you are, even the Heavenly King and Old Ancestor would die if they came!

Just then!

【Ding! Warning! The target ahead is detected to possess great Luck in this realm, and is a "Child of Luck." Please handle with caution, Host!】

Lu Yuchen's raised hand paused slightly in mid-air.

"What the f***?"

In his mind, ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past.

This guy... is also a Child of Luck?!

Damn it, are Children of Luck so worthless now?

Like cabbages, you pick one and it's a hit?

Lu Yuchen's thoughts raced, and he subtly asked the System in his mind, "If I kill him, will it affect my disciples?"

【Ding! Among Children of Luck, Luck is interconnected. If one of them falls, the Luck they carry will be proportionally distributed to other living Children of Luck by the Heavenly Dao rules of this realm.】

【In other words, killing him will make Lin Fan, Lu Nuannuan, Ling Ke'er, and Xiao Huohuo stronger.】

Oh? There's such a good thing?!

Lu Yuchen's eyes instantly lit up.

His gaze towards Tang Xiaoshan also changed instantly.

That gaze was no longer like looking at an ant, but like looking at a... Peerless Grade leek that was growing well and about to be harvested!

"Anyway, I don't accept just any Child of Luck."

"This kid isn't a good person, his heart isn't right, and he has a deep feud with Ke'er. Keeping him is just a disaster."

"Killing him is perfect for them as an experience pack, recycling waste, perfect!"

In Lu Yuchen's mind, Tang Xiaoshan was instantly sentenced to death.

The smile on his face also became benevolent.

"So that's how it is. It seems you're not completely useless."

Ling Ke'er's small face instantly turned pale.

Tang Xiaoshan, hearing this, thought the other party was moved, and his face immediately showed the wild joy of escaping death: "Thank you, Immortal, for sparing my life! Thank you..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Lu Yuchen had already slapped him with a backhand, lightly pressing it onto his Dantian.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

Tang Xiaoshan's Heavenly Human Realm cultivation, which was enough to dominate the Nine Great Dynasties, instantly deflated like a punctured balloon!

Meridians shattered!

Internal Energy completely lost!

He became a complete cripple!

"Ah—! My cultivation! My cultivation!" Tang Xiaoshan let out a pig-like howl, his eyes filled with despair and disbelief.

Lu Yuchen, like throwing trash, casually tossed his limp, mud-like body in front of Ling Ke'er.

"Ke'er, this person, I'll leave him to you."

Ling Ke'er looked at the culprit who had caused her nation to fall and her family to be destroyed, now sprawled on the ground like a dead dog. In her beautiful Phoenix eyes, there was no pity, only bone-chilling hatred!

She didn't hesitate in the slightest!

A longsword, picked up from beside a guard's corpse, appeared in her hand at some unknown moment!

Hand raised!

Sword fell!

"Puchi!"

A great head flew into the sky!

Hot blood splashed all over her, yet it seemed to add a touch of eerie beauty to her light blue palace dress.

Just as Tang Xiaoshan died and his Dao dissipated!

Rumble—!

The entire world, the wind and clouds changed dramatically!

Above the Nine Heavens, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed, and thunder roared!

An indescribable sorrow enveloped the entire sky!

The sky was crying!

A bolt of lightning flashed overhead.

Lu Yuchen looked up at the sky, "Are you sure you want to go against one for four?"

As soon as these words were spoken, while everyone was puzzled, the sky slowly returned to calm, and the sun shone brightly, as if nothing had happened.

"That's more like it."