Chapter 558: Xuan Bird Swallows Heavenly Fortune
Chapter 554 – Xuan Bird Swallowing Heavenly Fortune
During his imprisonment, Han Yi had also attempted to escape.
Nay, the monsters seemed to take him extremely seriously and guarded him seamlessly and uninterruptedly.
They didn’t give Han Yi a chance at all.
Facing the monster guards who were always eyeing him intently and glaring fiercely, Han Yi could only swallow his saliva and gave up his escape plan.
Luckily, the conditions of this cage were not bad, and the monsters would send food and drinks over on time every day.
It wasn’t too unbearable.
In this way, after ten days, the monsters once again tied Han Yi up and sent him to the roasting fire pole.
“My life is over! If I had known this, I might as well have died at the hands of that previous cultivator!”
Just as Han Yi was thinking this, another change occurred.
Above the dome of the sky, rumbling thunder sounded.
Soon, a torrential downpour suddenly arrived.
It extinguished the fires that had hardly formed a climate in an instant.
It wasn’t just the monsters who were terrified to death, even Han Yi himself was stunned.
As if he had thought of something, he was so lost in thought that he didn’t even know when he was carried back to the prison cell.
The third sacrifice came exceptionally long.
There seemed to be some internal conflict in the monster group. Han Yi, who was in the prison, could vaguely hear the rather heated quarrels coming from the outside world from time to time.
It was only after more than thirty days that Han Yi was carried out again.
This time, the day seemed to have been carefully chosen to be extraordinarily sunny.
And the look on every monster’s face was extremely serious and earnest.
The noisy scene like the previous two times also did not appear again.
Han Yi’s heart, on the other hand, was calm.
Not only was he not afraid, but he was looking forward to something.
The monsters hummed a mysterious song in unison under their breath and danced with abandon.
Amidst the singing and dancing, Han Yi was getting closer and closer to the fire.
Right at this moment, a sudden demonic wind came from heaven and earth.
Not only did it blow the monsters that were originally neatly organized and dancing around, even the firewood piled up in the center was directly blown apart.
The fire raged, setting the monster village ablaze.
Han Yi, on the other hand, was miraculously unharmed.
Seeing this, Han Yi couldn’t help but look up to the sky and laugh.
The monsters, who were in a mess, all quietly surveyed the figure in the flames with fearful eyes.
Since then, Han Yi’s status in the monster village was very different.
Not only did he not suffer any more imprisonment, he was also given the most comfortable house in the village.
The daily food was also the best in the village.
When the monsters saw Han Yi, they weren’t as vicious as before.
Instead, they bent their heads low and didn’t dare to look directly at him.
Although he was treated extremely well, Han Yi was a Qi Refining Cultivator.
This almost barbaric life was certainly unacceptable to him.
He had once again thought of escaping, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
This realm was very different from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and there was no aura present.
Here, he was no different from a powerless mortal.
Currently in this monster village, it was quite safe.
If he ventured out, he might instead encounter some danger and lose his life in vain.
So Han Yi decided to settle down in this village for the time being.
He began to learn the language of the monsters and tried to communicate with them.
As time passed, Han Yi also slowly understood his situation.
This village is called “Loom” and is located in an endless wilderness. In the wilderness, there are monsters like them, which look like human beings and beasts.
The fewer traces of “human” on their bodies, the stronger the monsters.
The loom village is one of the weakest villages with a human body and a beast’s face.
It is said that in the depths of the wilderness, those fully animalized supreme beings possess the power to open mountains and break streams.
But those who were completely human like Han Yi were regarded as “heretics”.
It was an existence that offended the gods in the sky.
They need to be burned alive in a sacrifice to appease their wrath.
But three times in a row, the sacrifice was interrupted by celestial signs.
The loom village monsters, realized the extraordinary nature of Han Yi, the heretic.
So they had to give up their intention to burn him.
In the altar in the center of the loom village, Han Yi met the statue of the so-called god, as the monsters said.
It was a foreign bird that stood proudly with its head held high and was incredibly handsome.
The loom village monsters knelt in front of the statue, and Han Yi’s heart was shaken.
It also confirmed his earlier suspicions.
This deity was, quite literally, extremely similar to the Heavenly Fate Xuanbird recorded in the Heavenly Fortune Sutra he practiced.
“Although there is no aura to cultivate. But that [Xuan Bird’s Feather] within my dantian that was prepared for Foundation Establishment, it’s as if it has returned home.”
“It seems to be constantly absorbing the inexplicable energy traveling in the air, causing itself to metamorphose.”
Han Yi’s eyes flashed with an inexplicable color.
According to the Heavenly Fortune Scripture, theoretically speaking, if the divine ability of the Xuan Bird Clan was cultivated to the extreme, it would be “Heaven’s Fortune is my Fortune, and my destiny is Heaven’s destiny.”
Heaven and I are one, and there is no distinction between them.
In the Xuan Huang Realm, it is naturally difficult to achieve such a level. Not to mention the little Xuan Bird, even the Lord of the Demonic Beasts, I am afraid that it is not possible.
Thus there was the compromise of settling for the second best.
That was to find a small world to use as one’s dojo.
It would naturally be much easier to fuse the minor heavenly fortune of the small world.
After cultivation, within the small world, the Xuan Bird would be an existence comparable to the Heavenly Dao itself.
Changing mountains and rivers with a single thought would be easy.
“What the feather of the Xuan Bird absorbs should be the broken and stray [Heavenly Fortune] in the world.” Han Yi pondered.
“The Heavenly Fortune originally belonged to the Xuan Bird that refined this world, and it shouldn’t have been absorbed by an outsider like me. Not even if I cultivate the Heavenly Fortune Sutra and possess the Xuan Bird’s feather.”
“For this to happen now, there is only one possibility.”
“That would be …….”
A trace of excitement sprang up in Han Yi’s eyes.
“The Xuan Bird that fused the heavenly fortune of this world in the first place ……”
“Fell!”
“And it doesn’t seem like too much time has passed since it fell. The original World Heavenly Dao has yet to be restored, and the Heavenly Fortune is in pieces, like unattended treasure, scattered all over the place!”
“The Dao of Fortune is mysterious. Unusual cultivators are simply unable to perceive it. Even if they are vaguely able to feel it, it’s useless to them.”
“But I’m different!”
“This place is simply a complete and utter treasure to me!”
“With a subconscious act of survival, and by invoking the wandering heavenly fortune, I can call the wind and the rain.”
“If I can absorb all the Heavenly Fortune of this world ……”
A hint of greed and ambition surfaced in Han Yi’s eyes all of a sudden.
“It’s truly a blessing in disguise!”
He looked towards this vast unknown world, and infinite bravado surged in his chest.
“When I integrate the heavenly fortune of this world and return to the Xuan Huang Realm, I will be like a flying dragon in the sky, unstoppable!”
Fantasizing about the future scene, Han Yi’s mouth couldn’t help but emerge with an uncontrollable smile.
(End of chapter)