Chapter 145: Crushing Defeat! Death! You Call This the Child of Fortune?!!
Hengyue Sect!
Wang Lin!
At this moment, as a sound echoed from the Great Dao Gold List, countless people within the Hengyue Sect of the Renegade Immortal World had their pupils contract, suddenly raising their heads to gaze at the Great Dao Gold List in the sky!
The Hengyue Sect, wasn't that their very Men Sect?
Wang Lin? Could it really be that Wang Lin?
At this moment, everyone's eyes instantly turned red.
"Could it be him? Is he truly the Child of Fortune?" Wang Lin's former Master, Sun Dazhu, also had his pupils contract sharply, his heart filled with shock, looking up at the sky with some disbelief.
He had previously felt that this young fellow possessed a bit of fortune and surely held some secret upon his person.
But after investigating from all sides, he failed to discover the secret on this young fellow...
Until, later, he grew weary.
Yet he never expected that this young fellow was truly the Child of Fortune? Did he really have a Golden Finger?
Sun Dazhu's face shifted between gloom and brightness...
In this great trend of cultivation, who does not wish to swim against the current?
The key is, without opportunities, without treasures, the vast majority of people cannot ascend to a Higher Realm even after exhausting their entire lives.
Sun Dazhu was exactly such an existence.
Within the Hengyue Sect, he could be said to be as humble as an ant; other senior brothers all looked down on him, and only the outer sect menial disciples treated him with respect...
He greatly enjoyed that feeling.
He also wanted more people to bow in submission to him and treat him with respect!
Therefore, he desperately strove to become stronger.
He wanted to obtain opportunities from Wang Lin, wanted to intercept Wang Lin's treasures...
He had thought Wang Lin possessed treasures, but he never expected that the fellow who looked so simple and honest actually had eight hundred cunning tricks hidden in his heart!
Sun Dazhu's expression shifted between gloom and brightness...
What to do now?
Fight?
Damn, how can this be snatched?
Wang Lin is the Child of Fortune.
Once the Gold List's inventory concludes, Wang Lin will receive rewards; with his current strength, which is like that of an ant, Wang Lin could annihilate him with a mere thought!
There is absolutely no way to win!
Since there is no way to win, then there is only to curry favor!
Currying favor with the Child of Fortune, clinging tightly to the Child of Fortune's thigh, only then can one soar into the sky in one flight!
At this moment, Sun Dazhu's expression changed again and again...
At the same time.
Within the Hengyue Sect, those Ancestors, after witnessing this scene, also paused slightly in surprise...
"Which disciple is that Wang Lin? How have I never heard of him?"
"Wang Lin? Does our Hengyue Sect have such a disciple?"
"It seems I heard some rumors a while back, but didn't pay attention. Wang Lin? Child of Fortune? Does our Hengyue Sect have a Child of Fortune now?"
"Hahaha, our Hengyue Sect has a Child of Fortune? From now on, our Hengyue Sect can rise!"
At this moment, the crowd of Ancestors rejoiced wildly.
They naturally did not know the situation of this young fellow Wang Lin.
The trivial matter within the sect that Wang Lin entered the Hengyue Sect only after committing suicide a while back never reached their ears.
Let alone the events that happened to Wang Lin afterwards.
They were still rejoicing wildly...
But among the greater number of people in the Hengyue Sect, their faces indeed changed wildly...
"Wang Lin? Is it really that Wang Lin? Is it true or false? A fellow who relied on suicide to enter the Zong Sect is actually the Child of Fortune?"
"It must be false, right? I offended him before, doesn't that mean... it's over, it's over... my entire life is ruined!"
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have mocked Wang Lin! Damn, why was I so foul-mouthed?"
"That Wang Lin, won't he, just like Han Li, wait until he becomes powerful and, with a mere thought, annihilate us?"
"It's finished, my heart is panicking so much right now, I feel like I'm going to die!"
At this moment, within the Hengyue Sect, those outer sect menial disciples, one by one, had expressions shifting between gloom and brightness; even the inner sect disciples had their faces change!
The situation of Wang Lin was known to almost everyone within the sect.
One by one, they all looked down on Wang Lin.
They mocked him secretly many times.
Especially those outer sect disciples.
When Wang Lin was still a registered outer sect disciple, they were all dissatisfied in various ways.
That Wang Lin, on what grounds did he enter the Zong Sect?
Relying on suicide?
It was simply ridiculous.
Later, when Wang Lin became the disciple of that Sun Dazhu, they not only felt no fear, but instead intensified their mockery of Wang Lin, believing Wang Lin had done something to curry favor with Sun Dazhu, which ultimately made him Sun Dazhu's disciple...
Anyway, regardless of how Wang Lin's status and position changed, their attitude remained consistent: looking down on Wang Lin, despising Wang Lin, mocking Wang Lin!
Even, open mockery, secret mockery, these were everywhere...
But now...
The Great Dao Gold List actually says Wang Lin is the Child of Fortune?
We're doomed!
At this moment, everyone's faces turned ashen, sensing that something terrible was about to happen!
And at this time...
Inside a remote, forgotten corner of Hengyue Sect...
Wang Lin gazed at the Great Dao Gold List, listening to the voice emanating from it, his expression shifting repeatedly...
He felt both wild joy and unease...
"I am the Child of Fortune? I really am the Child of Fortune?" Wang Lin could hardly believe it himself.
Could he really be the Child of Fortune?
This must be fake, right?
In this world, there are so many named Wang Lin; is he the only one who is the Child of Fortune?
Has such good fortune truly fallen upon him?
At this moment, countless chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, leaving him feeling utterly confused.
He instinctively took out the stone bead, gazed at the cloud patterns upon it, recalled the bead's effects, and for a moment, felt deeply uncertain and suspicious...
End of Chapter
