Chapter 118: Power of Fortune

The soft couch trembled, sending vibrations.

A pair of impatient little hands, full of longing for Fulade, clumsy yet eager.

Fulade whispered a few words into the ear, half amused, half pitiful.

Under the other's shy and curious blinking eyes, Fulade gradually moved downward.

Then, as Sainren slightly lifted her fair neck, she let out a soft sigh.

A yoga session spanning over twenty thousand words erupted fiercely under Fulade's various styles.

Gazing at Sainren's dreamy, star‑like sparkling eyes.

Gently massaging the other's perky plump hips, listening as she whispered in his ear about three years of deep longing, a flood of emotions rose in an instant.

"My little imp, the way you treat me, how can I bear it?"

"I want you never to forget me, forever~~" Her watery eyes glimmered, she squinted slightly, lightly biting her red lips, pressing even tighter against Fulade.

As for Sainren's arrival, the happiest wasn't Fulade but the three‑year‑old Elsa.

What she loved most each day was to sing and dance right behind Sainren.

However, that chubby little belly, wobbling awkwardly like Dongshi feigning a frown, was truly amusing.

The equally simple‑hearted Sainren also adored Elsa's presence; perhaps it was love for the house and the crow, and Sainren was very indulgent toward Fulade's daughter.

Fulade was quite surprised at Sainren's direct promotion to Level Two.

After asking, he learned that after she advanced to Level One, her blood veins mutated; Heart-shaped Lake and surrounding waters flooded with massive energy, causing her to fall into a six‑month slumber, and upon waking she found she had risen to Level Two.

Upon hearing this, not only Fulade but also Malina, Sibyl, Annie, Ravenna and the others nearby couldn't stop their eyelids from twitching.

"If it hadn't happened, I would have come to see you half a year ago," she said, pouting slightly with her pink little mouth, expressing displeasure and longing.

This left Malina, Sibyl and the others who hadn't yet reached Level One, as well as Famic, Annie and those striving for Level Two, in a state of helplessness.

Even Ravenna, who had already advanced to Level Two, said she was deeply shaken.

Looking at the surrounding women, chirping like orioles and swallows, each with distinct temperament, some slender, some plump.

Some were sharing cultivation insights, others whispering intimate talk.

This warm scene made Fulade very satisfied.

At this moment, upon learning of Fulade's emergence from the sect, essentially all the women who could came.

Seeing Mina curled in the corner, smiling at him, Fulade paused briefly, walked over, and embraced her.

He asked softly, "You're about to prepare for a breakthrough to Level One, are you confident?"

Seeing Fulade's caring gaze, Mina gave a gentle sweet smile, "Don't worry, you needn't worry about me, I'll succeed."

Fulade's concern was normal; over the past three years, massive Magic Resource development and influx have made magical exchange and learning atmosphere increasingly favorable.

Many witches are already at the crucial moment of breaking through to Level One, shedding the Life Shackle.

Even with such excellent advancement conditions and resources, the success rate for initially shedding the Life Shackle and becoming a Level One being remains at only 23.8%.

This inevitably made Fulade worry, since the first breakthrough usually has the highest success rate.

A failure would mean a wounded soul, reduced lifespan, and an even lower success rate for the second breakthrough. Worse, the soul's power would wane, leading straight into a death countdown! A caster's promotion relies entirely on personal knowledge accumulation; others' assistance is very limited.

Fulade didn't want to add pressure on Mina, so he stopped discussing it to avoid unnecessary mental burden.

Speaking of Mina's promotion, one must mention the cultivation status of these women who possess the Power of Fortune.

Oh, and also Han Sai'er.

Normally, as long as the aptitude is decent, it takes about fifteen years to go from Entry Level apprentice to senior magic apprentice.

But for those who possess the Power of Fortune, the path of promotion and magic study, accumulating foundation, is as simple as eating and drinking.

Take the two daughters of Suo Luo Men as an example; the Fortune they hold in their bodies is among the smallest among people.

Yet they still reach the intermediate magic apprentice level within three years, and their magical comprehension and application far surpass peers.

Even if there is some resource bias, under normal circumstances this would be impossible.

In three years, most prodigy students only just advance to junior magic apprentice at most.

Thus, the impact of the Power of Fortune on them is evident.

Of course, Fortune only serves as a boost; it cannot create something from nothing nor easily turn a fatal situation into safety.

It merely lets you avoid many detours, making things far luckier and smoother than for ordinary people.

If it were truly that overpowered, Luxi wouldn't have died.

Luo Si once told Fulade that these so‑called Fortunes are merely the authority leaking from the fractured Dark World.

They randomly arise within certain people or other beings.

For ordinary people, when facing danger or unsolvable predicaments, they often can escape and turn danger into safety.

If they walk the cultivation path, they usually sail smoothly, with a higher starting point than others.

The Power of Fortune also has its limits.

Generally, it only affects up to Level Three; reaching Level Four, the god‑tier recognized in the astral realm, its effect is negligible.

Unless you are a Fortune Child, which only emerges in a world facing a major crisis.

To accelerate a person's rapid growth in a short time, helping the world overcome the crisis.

Even the World Will cannot interfere with the selection of a Fortune Child.

When he first heard the news, Fulade thought he might be a Fortune Child, but was brutally struck by Luo Si.

The last Fortune Child of the Dark World had long been crushed to ash by the Light Divine Race; at that time, Fortune Children were worthless.

It was like cutting chives, one batch after another dying.

Thus, under the deliberate guidance of the Light Divine Race.

The World Will of the Dark World prematurely consumed massive primordial energy.

Causing the Dark World to enter early extinction; otherwise, surviving a few hundred more years wouldn't be an issue.

(End of this chapter)