Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

Lu Xiaohu was stunned for a moment.

He thought of the female swordsman in black riding a donkey whom he had met at the border between Southern Continent and Central China two months ago.

If Jiang Nan hadn't greeted him at that time, he wouldn't have recognized her at all.

The main reason was that Jiang Nan's aura at that time was too deep and vast, and there was a fiery red bird on his shoulder, tilting its head and staring at him curiously.

The aura of the little bird alone made him feel fearful, as if the palm-sized bird contained a terrifying flame that could burn the sky and boil the sea.

At that time, Jiang Nan and he had a few drinks and reminisced about the past, and told each other what they had seen and heard.

Before she left, she spoke in a deep, bossy tone, patted his shoulder and said, "Keep working hard, you're already excellent."

"I hope you can be even better next time we meet."

Lu Xiaohu recalled Jiang Nan's tale of his travels and battles, and finally murmured, "How come everyone has become so ferocious?"

He sighed miserably, "I thought I was pretty awesome."

"After all the twists and turns, I'm still the weakest one in the end!"

"Oh, this life is unbearable."

He shouldered his bow and arrows, looked dejected and said to himself, "Forget it, I'd better go find Brother Shang Cheng."

"That guy is wandering around the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Jambu Continent, claiming he's going to exorcise demons and monsters. I'm going to go with him and try to gain some battle records."

After saying that, he stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, gathered some strength, and began to fly lightly, riding the wind towards the southwest.

Time flies like an arrow.

All the old friends in Lubei were traveling around the world and becoming famous.

Lu Bei from the demon world has disappeared for almost a year.

The sword master who once appeared out of nowhere was gradually forgotten.

It was originally just a flash in the pan in a corner, so it soon disappeared into the ocean of information and no one mentioned it again.

But in fact, there are still people in the demon world who remember him.

At the Qianji Pavilion headquarters, a white-haired young man sat cross-legged in the center of the Bagua platform, surrounded by a lotus pond and spiritual mist.

A graceful woman in a purple gilded bodysuit knelt on one knee in the audience, clasped her fists, and asked, "Pavilion Master, I have verified that Lord Lu was seen heading towards Danmo Valley before he disappeared."

"This person has been missing for a year. Should we go and rescue him?"

Li Guanqi, the master of Qianji Pavilion and a powerful person in the Divine Tribulation Realm, opened his calm eyes and looked at the graceful woman in the audience, his eyes were calm and without any ripples.

He said calmly, "Ziyun, when has my Qianji Pavilion ever interfered in worldly disputes?"

The graceful woman was Ziyun, a Class A spy from Qianji Pavilion.

Ziyun frowned slightly, "But didn't Shenwu Tianxia send a message that we must cooperate with his actions?"

Li Guanqi smiled faintly, "Then are you cooperating?"

Ziyun nodded seriously, "I cooperated."

Li Guanqi smiled and said, "That's enough."

"Don't worry about the rest."

Ziyun looked a little conflicted, "But I'm worried that Lord Lu might be in danger of his life."

"How about the Pavilion Master calculate the life or death of Lord Lu?"

Ziyun asked weakly in a tentative tone.

Li Guanqi's sword-like eyebrows twitched suddenly, his starry eyes trembled, and he glanced at Ziyun below the stage with complicated worry.

He tried his best to keep his tone calm and said lightly, "A few years ago, my brother Li Beidou once did a fortune telling for Lu Bei."

Ziyun asked curiously, "What was the result?"

Li Guanqi looked at Ziyun with strange eyes, "As a result, my brother suffered a great backlash from karma, and his life span was drastically reduced by three thousand years. His hair turned white overnight, his face aged, and he is about to die!"

Li Guanqi spoke in a low voice with a serious expression.

Ziyun was stunned. She blinked her beautiful eyes, covered her mouth and asked in surprise, "Ah?"

Li Guanqi asked in return, "So you still want me to tell his fortune?"

Ziyun was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly waved his hands, "Uh, that's not the case, that's not the case."

She was shocked and murmured to herself, "I didn't expect Lord Lu to be so lucky."

Li Guanqi sighed, "So there's no need to worry about him at all."

"Wait until he comes out of Danmo Valley, and then cooperate with his actions if necessary."

Ziyun said hopefully, "Pavilion Master, do you think Lord Lu is safe?"

Li Guanqi nodded and said calmly, "No, and it's impossible."

"Although my senior brother doesn't know how to fight, his realm is actually the closest to becoming an immortal in the world."

"Even he suffered such consequences for fortune-telling for her. I can't imagine anyone in the demon world who can threaten this kid."

"Jian Tianxiong was almost there!"

"Neither can Luo Yao."

Li Guanqi said in a flat voice.

Ziyun's face lit up with joy, and he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Pavilion Master. I understand."

After saying that, she turned around and left happily.

Li Guanqi looked at Ziyun's graceful back with a strange expression as it disappeared at the entrance of the hall.

He frowned, looking puzzled as he muttered to himself, "Just meeting once, and it made this knowledgeable girl so upset?"

"It seems that this kid has some special charm."

He nodded, with a faint smile on his face.

. . .

Deep in the mountains behind Danmo Valley, where few people go.

Venerable Dan Mo's hair was disheveled and his body was covered in dust. He was like a wax sculpture, motionless.

Only occasionally, a ripple of strange fire would appear with a flick of the finger to replenish the fire in the cauldron.

Time passes, spring goes and autumn comes.

A lot of time has passed.

On this day, the sculpture-like Danmo Venerable suddenly moved.

He shook off the dust, counted on his fingers, and opened his cloudy, sharp eyes. "It's the last day."

"Calculating the time, there are still three hours!"

His dry, wrinkled face trembled, and his eyes flashed with a fiery and excited light.

He sneered, "With the 'One' of Eternal Reincarnation as the lead, this pill will definitely succeed!"

"I am finally going to refine the ninth-grade immortal pill that has not appeared in ten thousand years."

"When the pill defies the heavens, the divine thunder tribulation will surely appear!"

His eyes were sharp and serious as he said, "Looks like I need to prepare well for this fight."

"I must recover some of my condition before the calamity arrives, so that I can withstand it for a longer time."

"During that time, I will make my voice known to the world!"

"I am the Pill Demon, invincible in the art of alchemy! I am the most respected in the world!"

"Hahaha," Venerable Danmo's face was full of excitement and he was ready to celebrate in advance.

He seemed to see the dumbfounded expressions of the people all over the world, and the surprised and shocked looks on the faces of those great masters of the Yin-Yang Palace who were also hiding their identities.

"Hehehe, we all serve the Emperor, and my stunning performance will surely scare you all!"

"Hahaha, sorry, I'm so strong and lucky."

"Who made me meet that 'One'?"

"Hehehe, get ready to face my peerless brilliant pill tribulation."

The aura of the Danmo Venerable suddenly changed, and he shook his sleeves violently, and all the seventh-grade pills and eighth-grade elixirs burst out.

The Danmo Venerable opened his mouth wide and began to frantically devour the powerful medicinal power in these elixirs.

He had to restore himself to peak condition before the pill was ready and the furnace was opened.