Chapter 203: Romantic Luck: A Red Apricot Leaning Over the Wall

Deep night, inside the Jie Jian Mountain branch office in the capital.

Under the brilliant glowing jade stones of the Five Demon Gate on the ceiling, Jiang Ningan took out the "Soul-Shattering Heart Sutra" given by Hearing Liu Qingmeng.

As the sutra was unfolded, the heart-imprint of its writer instantly released, yet the content within made the young girl feel somewhat surprised and doubtful.

According to the sutra, this is a technique that improves the user's aptitude and realm within the formless and shapeless.

As for the method of improvement, it is fate; when the time of fate arrives, the aptitude will naturally improve.

Although the sutra's explanation was disjointed, Jiang Ningan quickly accepted this setting.

After all, in the Idealistic Martial Arts world, what technique cannot be found? Even the strangest effects are acceptable.

But the only thing that felt strange to her was that the pre-stored heart-imprint of this technique seemed to have been altered and spliced.

After all, having already reached the Third Turn realm, she could still see through such things.

And the delicate, cold feeling of the altered part made her immediately realize this was her own master's heart-imprint.

'Since it is my master's doing, then it is fine.' Jiang Ningan, without hesitation, began cultivating according to the content in the bamboo slip.

This is her own direct master; would she possibly harm me?

The young girl might suspect Fang Can, but she could never suspect her master would harm her!

With this thought, the young girl quickly sank into her mind and began cultivating this "Soul-Shattering Heart Sutra".

Immediately, very quickly, she discovered this sutra matched her perfectly.

The entire cultivation process had no sense of stagnation; it would take about two or three days to fully master it.

And as the young girl cultivated, a wisp of formless and intangible green smoke quickly floated from above Jiang Ningan's head, beginning to split into two streams and wind towards different places.

Half a wisp of green smoke wanted to coil around Hearing Liu Qingmeng, but before getting close, it was isolated by her Fourth Turn aura, blocked three feet away.

But the green smoke did not despair; instead, as if having recognized its master, it kept wandering around Hearing Liu Qingmeng, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

As for the other wisp, it crossed more than half the capital, arrived beside Fang Can, and wanted to merge into Fang Can's body.

For Fang Can, a layman who had not yet reached the First Turn, such a conceptual ability should have no resistance.

But before the green smoke could merge, it was grabbed by the hundreds-of-times-greater-than-normal luck within Fang Can's body, seeming to be shattered in the next second.

But immediately, after judging the incoming object posed no threat, Fang Can's golden luck actively made way for a path.

If one observed the top of Fang Can's head with an ability like the Son of Heaven's Gaze of Qi, one would see the Dragon and Tiger forms above Fang Can's head.

Whether it be wealth luck, martial luck, human luck, literary luck, official luck, or romantic luck, all were overwhelmingly prosperous.

Speaking solely of the romantic luck aspect, it was simply a typical sign of a red apricot leaning over the wall, surrounded by a layer of faint pink mist, sparse yet not faint.

Generally speaking, "a red apricot leaning over the wall" describes a woman; it is rare to see such a distinct phenomenon on a man.

And as Fang Can's human luck remained undefended, that wisp of green smoke drove straight in, inching closer to Fang Can's surroundings.

But in the next moment, Fang Can's romantic luck, like a bloodthirsty giant python, swallowed the green smoke in one bite.

Immediately, as if having taken a perfect tonic pill, the romantic luck aspect above Fang Can's head, as if fertilized, began to grow vigorously.

And green smokes similar to this one, which aid Fang Can in opening a harem, were not just a single wisp; as Jiang Ningan continued cultivating, they would be produced endlessly, adding bricks and tiles to the romantic luck.

As for the effect of this romantic luck...

Fang Can, who was currently fighting fiercely with Ye Qingshi and the other women, discovered that the way these people looked at him had become a bit more seductive.

"Ah Can... you smell so good." Ye Qingshi's eyes were full of romantic intent, already fighting to the point of confusion, and subconsciously prepared to lean in, but Fang Can covered her with his hand.

"If you want to cultivate by absorbing, just absorb; don't use your mouth," Fang Can sighed.

"Ah Can, you have changed." Ye Qingshi's expression became resentful: "Before, you actively kissed me."

"Mm, that was my first kiss," Fang Can said, holding the young girl's slender willow waist, his memory still fresh.

"Now you would rather kiss that princess of the Great Chu than deal with me." Ye Qingshi pouted her pink lips, leaning against Fang Can's chest.

"At that time, it was unavoidable," Fang Can defended.

"Then be unavoidable with me too, okay? Just let sister have this one time~"

Ye Qingshi's tone was languid, her breath fragrant like orchids; amidst Fang Can's lack of resistance, she slowly leaned in.

After a long while, despite Fang Can's resistance, the young girl smiled like a fox that had stolen some fish.

She knew the young man was soft-hearted and couldn't handle softness; as long as she lowered her stance and played the victim a bit, she could firmly control him.

And just as she had dealt with one, countless amorous beauties immediately crowded around from all sides, speaking in soft voices: "Young Master, I want it too~"

'Sigh...'

With the romantic luck blooming above his head, Fang Can sighed lightly in his heart, bent down, and continued the Golden Hoop Stirring the Sea.

Midnight, after accompanying the women to sleep, Fang Can finally took out the Buddhist beads from the Jiezi Star-Storage Belt.

These were the Buddhist beads given by Monk Luo back then, an item that could connect to the Shadow God Map inside Fangcun Mountain.

With a mere thought, Fang Can sank his consciousness back into the Buddhist beads, and his figure appeared again atop Fangcun Mountain.

Only now, Fangcun Mountain was no longer the empty place it once was; countless monks were walking before Fang Can.

Of course, what surprised Fang Can the most was the appearance of something similar to an attribute panel in front of him.

He saw a gray-black panel light up before Fang Can, recording all sorts of information.

Name: Fang Can

Identity: Guest from Great Expansion

Realm: Ten Layers of the Mysterious Gate

Permission: Grade C

Precept Points: 0

'What is all this?' Fang Can looked at the information appearing before him; it was just like an online game.

'Is this still the ancient era? Where have I been dragged to?'

Among a crowd of bald heads, Fang Can's presence stood out like a crane among chickens.

As he was surprised, a Monk quickly approached and said, 'Benefactor Fang Can, is your purpose here to use the Shadow Spirit Map?'

As the other spoke, Fang Can looked over, and corresponding identity information immediately popped up before the other's eyes.

Dharma Name: Yuan Ding

Identity: Bhikshu

Realm: Mysterious Gate Seventh Layer

Authority: Grade Bing

Precept Points: 102

'May I ask, Monk Yuan Ding, what is this panel before my eyes?' Fang Can asked seriously.

If he himself did not already possess a panel, he would have thought he had awakened again.

'To report to the Benefactor, this is the Precept Panel created by the previous Abbot within Fangcun Mountain.'

Monk Yuan Ding smiled: 'Within this Fangcun Mountain, every word, action, and movement of ours is corrected by the panel.'

'If one breaks a precept, the Precept Points before one's eyes will increase accordingly based on the precept broken. I entered the temple at five years old; now, more than twenty years have passed, and I have accumulated over a dozen precept violations, big and small,' Yuan Ding said shamefacedly.

(End of Chapter)