Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 50 Not even a sliver of luck was given.
Just as Yu Feiyan and the four demon women were bewildered, Zi Dong was asking himself three profound questions in a room filled with purple mist.

"Who am I?! Where am I?! Where am I going?!"

He could no longer hear the music played by the four demon women; the room was deathly silent, with only thick purple mist slowly swirling around it.

Zi Dong's soul was completely lost in the illusion created by the music of the four demon women, and after leaving his physical body, he briefly lost his memory.

[Consuming 4,000 points of sixth-grade luck, one can devour four female demon cultivators; consuming 1,000 points of ninth-grade luck, one can break the spatial barrier.]

An ancient, weathered, and melancholic power of thought suddenly resounded in Zi Dong's soul, instantly restoring his consciousness as memories rushed back like a tidal wave.

"The purple aura from the east—you want to devour the female demon, so why should I be the one to consume it?"

This time, Zi Dong wasn't buying it. Even if he had 4,000 points of sixth-grade luck, he wouldn't give it to him.

Asking Donglai Ziqi to help transform one's fortune, this guy insists on charging a handling fee. What does the Devouring Banshee have to do with him?

[Consuming 1000 points of sixth-grade luck can devour four female demon cultivators; consuming 1000 points of ninth-grade luck can break the spatial barrier.]

"Not a single bit of luck!" Zi Dong immediately shouted arrogantly, but secretly he was overjoyed: "It's fine here, I'm not going out!"

He decided to take this opportunity to properly deal with Donglai Ziqi so that he could negotiate a better price later.

[Consuming 400 points of sixth-grade luck can devour four female demon cultivators; consuming 1000 points of ninth-grade luck can break the spatial barrier.]

"Hehehe!" Zi Dong couldn't help but chuckle inwardly with excitement. The purple aura from the east was extremely eager to devour the four female demons.
"If you won't give me any luck, I don't want to go out either. If you want to devour those four banshees, go devour them yourselves!"

[Consuming 200 points of sixth-grade luck can devour four female demon cultivators; consuming 1000 points of ninth-grade luck can break the spatial barrier.]

With the response from the Eastern Purple Qi, Zi Dong suddenly realized that if he wanted the Eastern Purple Qi to work, he had to consume his luck.

Devouring the four female demons was Donglai Ziqi's own business, so he could negotiate the terms. However, breaking the barrier was helping him, so he couldn't negotiate the terms.

"100 points of sixth-grade luck, 100 points of ninth-grade luck, how about that?" Zi Dong decided to give it a try and see if his guess was correct.

[Consuming 100 points of sixth-grade luck can devour four female demon cultivators; consuming 1000 points of ninth-grade luck can break the spatial barrier.]

"Deal!" Zi Dong quickly agreed, making sure not to anger Donglai Ziqi, otherwise he wouldn't work properly in the future.

The moment Zi Dong uttered those two words, he immediately heard the sound of ice breaking within his consciousness.

"Crack crack crack..." Before the teeth-grinding shattering sound could end, Zi Dong felt a sudden jolt, and he was back in his own body.

The four graceful women were still playing their instruments, but they looked at Zi Dong with surprise, as the illusion they had created had been broken.

Yu Feiyan was also surprised. She didn't know how Zi Dong broke the illusion, but he was still inside her spatial barrier.

Just as the four beautiful women were preparing to recreate the illusion, a dense purple mist suddenly surged from Zi Dong's body.

Yu Feiyan and the four female demons all sensed the purple mist, but in their perception, the purple mist was merely Zi Dong's true energy.

With his cultivation at the Innate Realm, it was impossible for him to break the illusion with his true energy; it was created by four Heavenly Profound Realm female demons working together.

Yu Feiyan was caught off guard by the purple mist, as were the four female demons, allowing the purple mist to rush towards them at full speed.

However, the music being played was rather urgent, as the four female demons were trying to use sound waves to shatter Zi Dong's true energy.

But even Yu Feiyan couldn't have imagined that the purple mist would engulf the four demonesses, and she could no longer sense them.

Where they had stood, four musical instruments lay abandoned on the ground, emitting dull thuds. Yu Feiyan immediately contracted the spatial barrier, preparing to bind Zi Dong before searching for the four female demons.

The purple mist that had just surged out quickly returned to Zi Dong's body, as if he were wearing a purple mist robe.

Yu Feiyan accelerated the contraction of the spatial barrier, but Zi Dong, enveloped in purple mist, walked step by step toward Song Peng's location, ignoring her spatial barrier.

Yu Feiyan was shocked and quickly mobilized more spatial power to set up layers of barriers to block Zi Dong.

However, Zi Dong still walked out of the barrier step by step with ease, as if she were walking in the air. Her spatial power as a Void Breaking Realm cultivator was completely useless!

Song Peng was also shocked. Although he could not see Yu Feiyan, he could sense the powerful barrier she had set up.

However, Zi Dong walked straight towards him as if he were nothing, so Song Peng quickly mobilized more dark power and retreated rapidly towards the market.

Seeing Song Peng flee, Zi Dong quickened his pace. He didn't know who had set up the barrier, but he could sense Song Peng.

Yu Feiyan finally gave up, took out a communication jade slip, and informed Feng Yuntian that she couldn't do anything to Zi Dong.

"What?!" Feng Yuntian, who was inspecting the Merit Hall, exclaimed in surprise, startling the steward who was reporting on his work.

"That's good, but we still need to make sure the disciples complete more tasks and contribute more to the sect." Feng Yuntian hurriedly gave these instructions before leaving the Hall of Merit.

The steward watched Feng Yuntian's departing figure thoughtfully, then immediately took out a communication jade slip and reported to Zhou Yunting.

"Where is Zi Dong?!" Feng Yuntian returned to his residence as quickly as possible and immediately contacted Yu Feiyan.

"He chased after Song Peng and is currently in the market." Yu Feiyan was somewhat dazed; she felt extremely unreal, as if she were in a dream.

"Come back immediately! I'll notify Song Peng to cancel the operation right away!" Feng Yuntian had to find out what had happened and couldn't let Yu Feiyan and Song Peng be exposed.

After chasing into the market, Zi Dong lost track of Song Peng and searched the market twice without success.

He didn't go looking for Ai Shang again, but returned directly to Yuntian Peak, not wanting to cause Ai Shang any trouble.

On the way, he contacted Zhou Xinyu, who was at the headquarters by Longxian Lake, gathering her three brigades to prepare for the formation of various squads.

"Four female demons trapped you in an illusion?!" Zhou Xinyu couldn't help but feel puzzled after hearing Zi Dong's story.

That market is not far from Yuntian Peak, so the demon race would never dare to make a move easily. There must be cultivators from the Yuntian Sect colluding with them!

“There’s a cultivator with a dark spiritual root who’s been following me. It must be related to him.” Zi Dong nodded.

They blatantly followed him, but could only sense his aura, unable to discern his clothing or appearance; he was clearly a cultivator with a dark spiritual root.

“It wasn’t Song Ke.” Zhou Xinyu was quite certain, because Song Ke had been here the whole time and had no chance to follow Zi Dong.

"Junior Sister Xinyu, do you think it might be the Feng family?" Zi Dong asked after a moment of contemplation, having had some doubts on his way back.

"How did you break free of the illusion?" Zhou Xinyu remained noncommittal, wondering how Zi Dong had managed to escape back.

"I am the chosen one of destiny, even the Supreme Elder is no match for me, how could four mere little demons possibly trap me!"

Zi Dong immediately became smug. He knew he had to boast when the time was right, and scaring away his opponents was also a strategy.

"Let's go see the sect leader now!" Zhou Xinyu ignored Zi Dong's boasting; she sensed the seriousness of the problem and knew she had to let Zhou Yunting know.

(End of this chapter)