Lucky Star

Ye Chuan felt his heart pounding violently, as if someone were gripping it tightly, even making him feel like he was suffocating.

Squandering two hundred thousand like this felt surreal, like a dream.

At that moment, his backpack had over two hundred "Constitutions" added to it, three of which shimmered gold, standing out conspicuously among the rest.

"All in!" Since the money was already spent, there was no point hesitating. Ye Chuan directly merged all the low-tier ones!

Going all-in was a form of wisdom!

Legendary—here it comes!

The low-quality Constitutions had all been merged, leaving him with five gold-tier ones in total.

Golden light flickered as the icons trembled wildly.

"Come on, succeed!"

...

[Congratulations! You have obtained the High-Grade Thunder Mystic Constitution. It has been added to your backpack.]

A few minutes later, Ye Chuan sat silently on the edge of his bed, staring at the notification, his face numb.

Two hundred thousand gone—just for a flash of golden light.

His balance still had around eight hundred thousand left.

But it was a massive loss—he’d sacrificed the Azure Dragon Sacred Constitution, which had been incredibly useful.

Turned into a little azure dragon, just a little azure dragon.

The money was gone, and so was the useful Constitution.

Ye Chuan’s rationality screamed at him to stop spending, to cut his losses now.

Forget it. Time to stop. That’s enough for now.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, a pop-up window appeared before his eyes—

[Congratulations! You have received a rare reward: The probability of drawing Supreme-Grade Constitutions has been greatly increased!

Time limit: 59 minutes and 59 seconds.]

Ye Chuan: "..."

Maybe...

Just one more top-tier Constitution?

As for Legendary, forget it for now.

"The outside world is still dangerous. What if something happens without the Azure Dragon Sacred Constitution?" After a long deliberation, Ye Chuan spent another hundred thousand.

One hundred draws in a single go.

Golden light flashed again, and to his surprise, Ye Chuan got two Supreme-Grade Constitutions!

Double flash!

[Congratulations! You have obtained the Celestial Lone Star Constitution. It has been added to your backpackGold.]

[Congratulations! You have obtained the Profound Dao Constitution. It has been added to your backpackGold.]

You two again?!

Ye Chuan felt his vision darken. The familiar names told him everything—one was a useless Constitution, the other a loner’s curse, neither of any use to him.

He merged the remaining ninety-plus low-tier Constitutions, hoping for at least one gold.

But by the end, Ye Chuan silently stared at his backpack filled with nothing but blue and white—not a single gold in sight.

Ye Chuan laughed bitterly.

He was laughing at himself, as if trapped by this app.

The real frustration was dropping hundreds of thousands with zero progress.

Once again, he placed the Celestial Lone Star Constitution and the Profound Dao Constitution together, watching as they merged—

[Congratulations! You have obtained the High-Grade Fire Mystic Constitution. It has been added to your backpack.]

Bet you didn’t see that coming?

Hah, an old acquaintance indeed.

Ye Chuan laughed helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

Staring at the countdown, he gritted his teeth and threw in another two hundred thousand!

Come on, let’s empty the prize pool today!

...

Half an hour later, Ye Chuan’s expression was blank.

Because now, his backpack held only two Constitutions.

[Item: Celestial Lone Star Constitution]

[Item: High-Grade Fire Mystic Constitution]

One was a reset to square one, the other a curse of solitude.

His wallet still had five hundred thousand left, but Ye Chuan didn’t want to spend more—yet he couldn’t accept it.

The High-Grade Fire Mystic Constitution had been obtained from a six-yuan first-time purchase.

He really couldn’t let it go.

He wanted to spend another hundred thousand.

Ye Chuan pinched the bridge of his nose, about to recharge, when his finger accidentally swiped back to his phone’s home screen.

His gaze lingered on the wallpaper—a graduation photo of him and Luo Xi from high school.

Ye Chuan checked the time, then opened a messaging app and called Luo Xi on video.

A few seconds later, the call connected.

"What’s up, Chuan? Calling me out of nowhere." On the other end, Luo Xi was busy at a barbecue stall, the background noisy as she carried skewers to customers. "Can’t sleep? Wanna come over? Dad’s treating."

"Luo, beauty, if you had five hundred thousand, how would you spend it?" Ye Chuan hesitated before asking.

Luo Xi clearly froze, not expecting such a random question. "Five hundred thousand? That’s a lot! If I had that much, I’d take you and Mom to better hospitals, then buy some nicer clothes, hehe."

"The rest I’d save for interest."

"Pretty lame, huh?"

Ye Chuan pressed on, "What if... you lost all that money?"

"Wow, I’d probably cry for the rest of my life." Luo Xi couldn’t even imagine it.

Ye Chuan fell silent, his restless mood instantly calming.

"Yeah, pretty lame. I’m hanging up."

Completely cooled off, Ye Chuan casually dragged the High-Grade Fire Mystic Constitution and the Celestial Lone Star Constitution together to merge.

No more spending. Let fate decide. He just didn’t want to see these two anymore.

The next moment, a sudden crimson glow made his fingers freeze mid-air.

[Congratulations! You have obtained the Primordial Chaos Immortal Constitution. It has been added to your backpackRed.]

He stared in disbelief, then checked the fusion odds.

The chance of merging High-Grade and Supreme-Grade into Legendary—

0.5%!

Huh?!

"What’s wrong, Chuan?" Luo Xi noticed the red glow reflecting on Ye Chuan’s face through the video. "What are you looking at? You’re not watching something weird while video-calling me, are you?"

Meanwhile, Ye Chuan began taking deep breaths, his shoulders shaking like a sieve.

Luo Xi: "?!"

The next second, the call abruptly ended.

Luo Xi’s eyes widened as she stared at her phone, gritting her teeth. "You—how could you! Even if you have needs, I—"

"Luo Xi, come help." A middle-aged man’s voice called from the grill nearby. "Why are you just standing there?"

"Oh, coming."

"Why’s your face so red?"

"It’s hot."

...

[Item: Primordial Chaos Immortal Constitution (Legendary)

A body born from the dawn of the universe, capable of devouring all energy. Immune to most spells, cosmic laws, causality...

Spiritual roots are automatically converted into Chaos Roots.

Once equipped, cannot be removed. This Constitution defies the Heavens—each power-up invites divine retribution.

This Constitution can be further upgraded (Unknown).]

In his room, Ye Chuan reread the description repeatedly before confirming he wasn’t dreaming.

Was Luo Xi his lucky charm?

But as he studied the overwhelmingly powerful description, hesitation crept in.

Because—

It couldn’t be unequipped.

It invited heavenly punishment.

"Though if it’s immune to cosmic laws and spells, wouldn’t that include divine retribution?" Ye Chuan suddenly realized.

Plus, in this world where spiritual energy was fading, did heavenly tribulations even exist?

[Equip now?]

Ye Chuan reached out and finally equipped the Constitution onto himself.

Screw it—full speed ahead.

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