#418 - Purple Air Coming from the East
The glow of the setting sun fell on every corner of Weiyang Palace, then suddenly brightened at a certain moment.
A team of guards patrolling the palace stopped and stared wide-eyed at the sky above Phoenix Cry Palace.
In the orange-red sky, a beam of purple light shot straight down from the firmament, enveloping the entire palace.
Separating the mortal realm, the clouds and skies are like a sea, cleaving open the heavenly road, with purple energy as its gate.
“W-What is that?”
One of the guards stammered the question, but no one answered.
The maidservant dropped the objects in her hands, the pedestrians on the street slowly stopped, the farmers in the fields leaned on their hoes and looked up, and the playing children forgot to quarrel.
In that instant, everyone in Shu Prefecture who was outdoors saw this spectacle.
And they, like the team of guards, just stared up at the purple pillar of light, a sense of unparalleled shock rising from the bottom of their hearts.
No one knew where this “heavenly light” came from, or why it fell on the royal palace.
But no one felt panicked because of it.
From the appearance to the disappearance of the phenomenon, in these short dozen or so breaths, the entire Shu Prefecture seemed to have been put on pause.
Except for the swaying leaves and the drifting smoke, everything stopped.
The illiterate people naturally did not understand the mysterious arts of divination, but they had all heard some common sayings for judging “good and bad luck”.
And at this moment, such a saying resounded in everyone's mind with perfect synchronicity.
Purple energy comes from the east, heavenly officials bestow blessings, auspicious omens of great fortune.
But when they are combined in such a simple way, Gui Pei’an suddenly felt a sense of clarity, as if stepping out of chaos.
Without a doubt, these four sentences are certainly not the ultimate “heavenly principle” of the unified universe.
However, it was the best explanation of the “way of man” he had ever heard in his life.
His Confucian robe trembled, and his mouth opened and closed as he repeatedly exclaimed “no regrets in this life”.
Gui Pei’an raised his eyes again to look at Wei Changtian, but a wave of shame and self-deprecation suddenly surged in his heart.
Peering at a “sage” with “mortal eyes”, he only felt how ridiculous his previous “disappointment” was.
Yes.
Gui Pei’an, the chief minister of the Kui Xing Academy and a second-rank Confucian scholar, actually felt a reverence in front of Wei Changtian that he had only experienced as a young student facing his teacher.
This was not only because Wei Changtian had used the simplest principle of “each seeking what they desire” to resolve the confusion that had plagued him all his life.
But also because the magnificent final sentence was supplemented by Wei Changtian.
For the principles of Heaven and Earth, this is myself.
For the well-being of the people, this is Ning Yuk Ke.
For the inheritance of sacred learning, this is Shen Ran.
The first three sentences are the lifelong pursuits of the three of them.
Then this last sentence is undoubtedly Wei Changtian's pursuit.
To establish peace for all generations.
Gui Pei’an did not know what kind of magnanimity Wei Changtian possessed to be able to say this great aspiration that no emperor in the world would dare to even imagine.
He didn't even know how Wei Changtian could achieve this almost “ideal” world of eternal peace.
But in any case, just being able to say this sentence was something that ninety-nine percent of the people in this world could not do even if they exhausted their entire lives.
“Young Master Wei, Your Majesty...”
Taking a deep breath, Gui Pei’an bowed deeply to Wei Changtian with utmost solemnity: “This old man has some feelings and would like to seek a quiet room to contemplate for a moment.”
“...”
“Cough, Your Majesty?”
Wei Changtian coughed lightly as a reminder.
Ning Yuk Ke suddenly turned her head, and after a long while, the dazed look in her eyes finally gradually faded.
“Someone, take Chief Minister Gui to the Sweet Dew Pavilion to meditate.”
“Yes.”
A eunuch in the hall immediately responded, quickly walked to Gui Pei’an, and said softly:
“Chief Minister Gui, please follow me.”
“Okay.”
Gui Pei’an nodded lightly, then turned to look at Shen Ran.
“Ran'er, let's go.”
Shen Ran stepped forward and supported Gui Pei’an's left arm, while unconsciously looking back at Wei Changtian.
And Wei Changtian also happened to be looking at him at this time.
The two's eyes met in the air for a moment, and then two voices sounded one after the other.
“Young Master Wei, thank you.”
“Young Master Shen, congratulations.”
“...”
One “thank you” and one “congratulations”.
If Shen Ran's words could be understood as thanking Wei Changtian for answering his questions, then Wei Changtian's “congratulations” were a bit inexplicable.
For a time, everyone's expressions became puzzled as they looked at them, but neither of them said anything more.
Wei Changtian certainly wouldn't say that he had just seen a wild goose fly out of Shen Ran's body, and then become 30% larger in the purple energy out of thin air.
And Shen Ran naturally wouldn't say that his own Heavenly Dao luck had been improved once again because of Wei Changtian's four sentences.
That's right, Heavenly Dao luck is not a fixed number.
Since it can be plundered and reduced, then naturally there is a way to replenish and increase it again.
So, Wei Changtian's actions just now, although he showed off a lot, did not actually bring him any direct benefits.
It was Shen Ran who took the opportunity to increase his Heavenly Dao luck by 30% in one fell swoop.
Sigh, this is really...
Looking at the backs of the few people in the distance, Wei Changtian sighed in his heart.
He finally managed to show off, but it turned out to be Shen Ran's opportunity.
Speaking of which, there is also a small wild goose in his dantian, why didn't it move just now?
Oh right, I almost forgot that I am not affected by the Heavenly Dao luck of this world...
Wei Changtian curled his lips and retracted his gaze, comforting himself that this could be considered helping others achieve their goals, and at least it would help to improve his relationship with Shen Ran.
However, it was at this moment...
[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully plundered a portion of the luck of the Child of Heavenly Dao “Ye Xuan”, reward system points: 50]
[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully plundered a portion of the luck of the Child of Heavenly Dao “Lin Fan”, reward system points: 50]
[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully plundered a portion of the luck of the Child of Heavenly Dao “Chu An”, reward system points: 50]
[...]
[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully plundered a portion of the luck of the Child of Heavenly Dao “Bai Youheng”, reward system points: 50]
[...]
[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully plundered a portion of the luck of the Child of Heavenly Dao “Ning Yongnian”, reward system points: 50]
“...”
A series of system prompts suddenly rang densely in his mind.
Wei Changtian suddenly widened his eyes, and then checked the system information one by one.
Eleven!
In addition to Shen Ran, whose luck skyrocketed, and Yun Lian, who had already died, the remaining eleven Children of Heavenly Dao were simultaneously plundered of their luck!
Although 50 points is not much, analyzing from the 1500 system points obtained from killing Yun Lian, it should only account for 3.3% of each person's “total luck”.
But this undoubtedly illustrates one thing!
Perhaps the “luck value” of each Child of Heavenly Dao will increase or decrease due to various situations, but the “total amount” of everyone combined is constant!
And this means... Holy crap!
Slapping his thigh, Wei Changtian suddenly had a bold idea.
