Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 1 Son of Destiny
"Senior Sister, Senior Brother has brought back another little girl!"

A girl in a white dress carrying a long sword hurriedly ran into the Yuntian Sect and into a magnificent cave halfway up the mountain. She breathlessly reported to a girl in a red dress who was sitting cross-legged in the main seat.

The cave dwelling is like a spacious living room, with a bright red carpet on the floor embroidered with pink lotus flowers.

Each raised lotus flower is like a cushion, surrounding the red-skirted girl sitting in the main seat.

On the wall, a tapestry depicts shimmering green lotus leaves, with koi carp swimming among them, their pearly eyes sparkling.

The cave ceiling is a dazzling night sky, with a dozen luminous pearls transforming into stars, awaiting the rising sun in the east and the setting moon in the west.

This is absolutely the bedroom of a tycoon on Earth; the various sparkling jewels alone are worth a fortune.

"This isn't over yet!" The girl in the red dress suddenly opened her amethyst-like eyes, which seemed to flicker with flames:
"How many times is this this month?!"

"Reporting to Senior Sister, this is the fifth one this month, and it's not even the middle of the month yet!"

The girl in the white dress avoided the murderous gaze of the girl in the red dress and answered somewhat timidly.

"Which deacon received it?!" The girl in the red dress forcibly suppressed her anger; she had to remain calm.

"It's Steward Liu Zhenkun," the girl in the white dress replied, finally relieved to see the girl in the red dress had calmed down.

"The old way!" The woman in the red dress gritted her teeth. Yuntian Sect could afford to lose ten or eight more disciples, but Zi Dong had to be firmly in her hands.

The woman in the white dress quickly agreed, turned and ran out of the cave, immediately flying straight to the Hall of Affairs on her sword.

She wanted to expel the little girl that Zi Dong had brought back from the sect before Steward Liu could register her.

To avoid Steward Liu working for nothing, we mustn't offend all the stewards, and we mustn't let the sect's fortune be wasted.

If the sect leader finds out, the eldest sister will be punished again.

But as soon as she flew over the Hall of Deacons, she saw Deacon Liu standing in front of the hall, with the girl in coarse cloth clothes standing next to her, who had not changed into the white dress of the Cloud Heaven Sect.

The woman in the white dress hurriedly sheathed her flying sword and landed. Before she could speak, she saw Deacon Liu nod indifferently at her, and then lead the girl beside him down the mountain.

The woman in the white dress thought for a long time but didn't know what to say. Deacon Liu was already very familiar with this matter.

She decided to go into the deacon's hall to check, and as she saw, Deacon Liu had not registered the little girl.

The woman in the white dress quickly went to report to her senior sister, thinking along the way that she should say a few good words for Deacon Liu to save her senior sister a lot of trouble.

Deacon Liu led the girl out of the sect and handed her over to a deacon from an affiliated sect who was already waiting there. After giving her a few brief instructions, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The eldest brother and sister have been causing trouble for over a year now, and all the stewards get a headache just seeing them, but the tasks still need to be done.

Just as Steward Liu returned to the sect, not far from the eldest sister's magnificent cave dwelling, in a simple cave dwelling that was empty except for a straw mat.

Zi Dong, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, stroking his smooth, oval chin with his left hand, a strange smile appearing on his lips.

Another 100 points of first-grade luck arrived in his account. Although it was a small amount, the frequency was high, and he had stolen quite a bit of luck from the Heavenly Dao over the past year.

During his summer vacation, twenty-year-old Zi Dong went to Longhu Mountain with his classmates. Halfway up the mountain, an old Taoist priest stopped him and insisted on talking to him about luck.

Zi Dong became more and more confused. It wasn't easy to waste half a day in the sweltering summer heat. He wanted to send the old Taoist priest some money for tea via WeChat, but in the blink of an eye, the old Taoist priest disappeared.

As a result of a nightmare that night, he was transported to the Heavenly Fortune Continent and became a fifteen-year-old cultivator in the Cloud Heaven Sect. While out training, he was ambushed by the Demon Clan and killed. Zi Dong, who had just transmigrated and gained his memories, was given 10,000 points of first-grade luck by the Heavenly Dao.

The tree of fortune in his mind, like a small white poplar, suddenly sprouted fresh and white leaves, and Zi Dong quickly activated the Cloud Heaven Technique based on his memory.

He intended to use some of his luck to recover from his injuries, but unexpectedly, he broke through more than forty acupoints in one go, directly breaking through from the third level of the Qi Induction Realm to the seventh level, squandering all ten thousand points of luck.

This is the watershed moment for the Qi Refining Realm. Zi Dong can not only wield a flying sword, but also fly on a sword. He is definitely a strong disciple.

Because the seventh level of the Qi Induction Realm has opened up half of the meridians and acupoints in the body, the consciousness has undergone a qualitative change, and true qi can be released outwards.

Zi Dong killed the demon cultivator who had attacked him again, thus avenging the original owner of his body.

The seventh level completely crushes the fifth level. The world of cultivators is that simple. To explain it using Earth's scientific theories, it's energy suppression.

Zi Dong not only gained another 10,000 points of first-grade luck, but also a storage ring containing countless spirit stones, pills, magic treasures, and many other miscellaneous good things.

This little demon cultivator is no ordinary person! In his excitement, Zi Dong followed the elder leading the group back to the sect and was immediately accepted as a personal disciple by the sect leader.

Moreover, he overruled all objections and made Zi Dong the senior disciple of Yuntian Sect, leading tens of thousands of disciples together with senior sister Feng Qingwu, which immediately caused a huge sensation in the sect.

The sect leader's reasoning was that Zi Dong was the chosen one of the Yun Tian Sect, the adopted son of the Heavenly Dao, and the future of the Yun Tian Sect.

Zi Dong was originally tall and handsome. After being baptized by 20,000 points of luck, his cultivation level improved significantly. This still-developing body is becoming more and more like Zi Dong on Earth.

Almost all the female disciples rushed to Zi Dong's cave, wanting to become his Daoist partners, because Zi Dong was a walking, endless luck extractor!
The male disciples were so angry that they wanted to kill him immediately, seize his luck, and take his woman!

After three days of deep thought in his cave, Zi Dong emerged and chose a goddess with a commanding presence, a female disciple at the Innate Realm, as his future Daoist partner.

He planned to have her help him maintain order, so that the other female disciples would back down and most of the male disciples would no longer resent him or hinder his cultivation.

It's like being set up as a role model in a school on Earth, so you have to study even harder and unite with your classmates, otherwise the consequences will be dire.

Moreover, the Tianyun Continent is extremely dangerous. Without strong cultivation and many friends, most people will not live long. You must become a strong person as soon as possible!
However, the very next day, that goddess-like female disciple was expelled from the sect by Senior Sister Feng Qingwu through underhanded means.

Zi Dong, who was cultivating in his cave, was overjoyed. He had unexpectedly gained more than a thousand points of luck!
Moreover, it was a second-grade variety, with over a thousand more red leaves on the little white poplar, each of which was equivalent to ten white leaves.

However, he was also very puzzled as to where these more than a thousand points of luck came from, since he hadn't done anything!
In the Heavenly Fortune Continent, joining a sect grants over 100 points of first-grade fortune; the Heavenly Dao gives 100 points, and the sect gives several dozen.

Advancing in rank will also grant you luck, completing sect missions will reward you with luck, and fighting for the sect will grant you even more luck.

However, these methods don't yield much fortune. Only by finding rare and precious materials or divine weapons and killing more powerful individuals can one obtain more fortune.

But who can guarantee that they will always find good treasures and will never be killed by others? Therefore, most cultivators would rather stay in their sect and cultivate diligently.

For cultivators, luck is like money on Earth. The more luck they have, the more favor they receive from the Heavenly Dao, greatly increasing their chances of turning misfortune into good fortune.

Cultivation requires luck. With a large amount of luck, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will flow into the body, making it easy to break through bottlenecks.

There is an even greater chance of joining the ranks of the strong!
Luck is also a consumable resource; it must be constantly acquired to ensure a smooth path of cultivation and prevent premature demise.

Could it be that these thousand-plus points of luck are related to that goddess-like female disciple?!
She has the cultivation level of the Innate Realm, and the luck she obtained is only of the second rank. It's quite possible!
But why are there red leaves hanging on his luck tree? Those are things that only appear when you advance to the Innate Realm.

Has my luck tree mutated?!

(End of this chapter)