Chapter 128: Chu Feng: When the Opportunity Comes, You Will Know

Chapter 128: Chu Feng: When the Opportunity Comes, You Will Know "You brat finally understand how annoying riddle-talkers are, don’t you? Always leaving your master guessing with half-answers," Chu Feng said, shooting a glare at Cao Youqian. Cao Youqian scratched his head awkwardly and didn’t explain, silently admitting it. Chu Feng slowly continued, "I’ve explained before what luck and fortune mean. Little Fatty was a child husband, endured years of hardship, and only then received his grandfather’s token to enter Wendao Academy. That was the beginning of his journey carrying fortune. Then came Nangong Yu—her involvement increased his luck further. This time, he encountered his fiancée’s humiliation, and Nangong Yu stepped in on his behalf. That too is a way of boosting fortune. It also hints that in this upcoming Taixu Mystic Realm trial, Little Fatty will encounter a new opportunity. As for what kind of opportunity... only time will tell." Everyone was left scratching their heads in confusion. After a while, Xiao Chen asked, "Master, do you mean that after we start carrying fortune, we can only receive more opportunities when we meet the right people?" "Exactly," Chu Feng praised. "Chen’er, you truly are my top disciple—one word and you understand it all." Wang Baole scratched his head and asked, "Then Master, how should I handle my relationship with Yulin?" Chu Feng chuckled. "When it comes to relationships, outsiders can’t interfere. But I’ll give you a piece of advice: today she treats you coldly, tomorrow you’ll be too high for her to reach. The best revenge isn’t to kill someone—it’s to make them regret it deeply." Wang Baole nodded with a hint of understanding. "But the Wang family was kind to me. I can’t be someone who forgets kindness." "Then repay their kindness after you’ve grown strong. No one said you had to repay them by marrying a Wang family girl. And with so many daughters in the Wang family, why marry one who looks at you with disgust?" Chu Feng said with a smile. Wang Baole’s eyes lit up. Realization dawned across his face. "Master, I understand now. You mean that people must rely on themselves. Only by becoming strong can we control our own fate." Chu Feng nodded. "That’s exactly it." "Thank you for your guidance, Master. I now know how to deal with the Wang family in the future." As Wang Baole spoke, a graceful silhouette involuntarily surfaced in his mind. Xiao Chen pressed on while the mood was high: "Master, I have a question." "Speak," said Chu Feng, gently waving his folding fan. Xiao Chen asked, "Since you knew what kind of person our fourth junior brother needed to meet to gain opportunities, doesn’t that mean you can also predict our fortunes?" Chu Feng grinned and asked in return, "You thinking of taking shortcuts too?" Xiao Chen shook his head. "No, I just want a little more assurance for my journey into the Taixu Mystic Realm. I’ve heard that besides treasures and inheritances, there are also some unknown dangers. I merely wish to foresee and avoid those things that might corrupt the mind." Chu Feng laughed and then found a chair to sit in. "Alright then. Today, I’ll talk to you more about fortune and opportunity. Let’s start with you, Chen’er. You've got the 'waste,' the 'broken engagement,' and the 'three-year promise' tropes—all that’s left is an old man—that so-called hidden master mentor." "???" Xiao Chen’s face was full of question marks. "Master, with you teaching me, I don’t need some hidden master." Chu Feng smiled mysteriously. "When the opportunity comes, you will know." Cao Youqian quickly cut in, "I’ve heard this from storytellers! In those novels, a ‘genius’ gets hunted, falls off a cliff, miraculously survives, and gains the inheritance of an ancient expert. Even gets a remnant soul to teach him hand-in-hand!" Xiao Chen chuckled and replied casually, "Remnant souls of ancient powerhouses are just a bunch of dying old geezers. How could they compare to Master?" Cao Youqian didn’t argue and changed the topic: "Master, what about me?" Chu Feng gave Cao Youqian a careful once-over and said, "When the next fated child destined to cause you trouble shows up, that’s when your opportunity will come. After all, someone like you—according to novel tropes—is a classic villain from birth. Either stealing someone’s fiancée or bullying the weak." Cao Youqian: "..." Master wasn’t wrong, but that was all in the past. I haven’t stirred up trouble in years. Wang Baole looked at Cao Youqian with a stunned expression. "Senior Brother, I didn’t expect you were that kind of man... slash wife-snatcher." "Hey, don’t talk nonsense!" Cao Youqian said righteously. "Back then, they all came to me willingly. I was the victim, alright? Besides, I now focus solely on martial arts. Love and romance have nothing to do with me. What woman could be more joyful than throwing a punch?" Wang Baole: "..." Qin Qin said nothing—just quietly listened. Seeing her stay silent, Cao Youqian turned and asked, "Third Junior Sister, why aren’t you asking Master about your luck and fortune?" Qin Qin’s lips curved slightly. "The greatest opportunity in my life was meeting Master. As for the rest, I’ll let fate decide." Chu Feng didn’t want to show favoritism, so he chuckled and added, "Qin’er, just remember—every enemy you meet in the future is here to deliver you treasure." Qin Qin blinked, then gave a respectful bow. "Thank you for the reminder, Master. I’ll be sure to loot their corpses thoroughly after suppressing them." "Alright, that’s enough for today’s lesson. I’m feeling a bit tired. I’ll head back and rest now." With that, Chu Feng turned and left, while everyone respectfully saluted his retreating figure. "We respectfully send off Master." ———— Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, half a month had gone by. Cultivators from the Ten Holy Lands had already arrived at the outer mountain ranges of the Taixu Mystic Realm. In addition to the Ten Holy Lands, many half-Saint forces had also come in succession. Even scattered cultivators who wished to enter the mystic realm were now arriving at the Taixu Mountains. In no time, over a hundred forces—large and small—had gathered in the mountain range. Where there are people, there is conflict. With so many grudges and rivalries, it was inevitable that enemies meeting would result in bloodshed. Even without stepping outside, Chu Feng could hear about all kinds of entertaining incidents every day. Occasionally, he could even spot battles in the sky between True Fate and Heaven Origin Realm cultivators. In comparison, Wendao Academy was much calmer. Its disciples always traveled in small groups and rarely encountered any danger. Today, after finishing his wine, Chu Feng summoned all his disciples. "My dear disciples, tomorrow marks the first day of the loose cultivator quota competition for the Taixu Mystic Realm. Your Master here got lucky and drew the lot to represent Wendao Academy on the first day. Remember to cheer me on." "Yes, Master!" everyone responded in unison. They weren’t particularly interested in the loose cultivator selection. After all, among scattered or humble-background cultivators, those who could reach the Heaven Origin Realm before the age of a hundred were extremely rare. Most would only reach the True Fate Realm. A competition at that level didn’t promise much excitement. The next morning, a sleepy-eyed Chu Feng led his disciples, along with Marquis Yishan, to the selection site... ==================================================================================== Get access to 20 chapters in advance and enjoy 2 daily updates by supporting the series. 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