Ye Wuchen frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable itch in his hands—an urge to grasp something. It was strange. Before this person had clashed with Dai Yuanshan, he had felt nothing toward him. But after their confrontation, the impression he gave off was...
How to describe it?
Like a peerless beauty, tightly wrapped in layers of clothing, suddenly revealing a glimpse of skin—pale, soft, fragrant... Though her full form remained hidden, the allure was utterly irresistible.
Before colliding with Dai Yuanshan, he had seemed utterly unremarkable. Yet after their friction, he became unfathomably profound. What could have caused such a transformation?
After a moment of contemplation, a bold conjecture surfaced in Ye Wuchen’s mind.
"Boss, this teacher seems unusual. If Dai Yuanshan is the chosen proxy of the Celestial Pivot·Key of Balance, then this man might very well be a candidate for one of the other Heavenly Dao Keys!" Ye Wuchen conveyed his speculation to Chen Yi.
"Oh? What makes you say that?" Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.
He knew Old Ye had good luck, but this level of fortune bordered on absurd.
First, he had stumbled upon an unremarkable blood-stained pouch while wandering aimlessly. Then, by sheer coincidence—and with Fang Fan’s assistance—he had uncovered the deeply hidden Ye Ancai, ultimately unlocking the Ruins of the Divine Realm as a result.
That was his first stroke of luck.
Next, thanks to Ye Wuchen’s influence, the moment Ye Ancai arrived in the Divine Realm via a hidden path, he had immediately spotted Dai Yuanshan and his brother being tortured. The glaring remnant dragon tattoo had caught Chen Yi’s attention—only later did he learn that Elder Cui Changsheng had laid the groundwork. Otherwise, the Celestial Pivot·Key of Balance would never have been exposed so blatantly.
No explanation was needed—this was Ye Wuchen, the God of Wealth, flexing his influence. Not only had he saved them countless hours of investigation, but he had even handed Chen Yi the method to enter the River of Time. Truly, his luck was contagious!
That was his second stroke of luck!
And now, with Ye Wuchen personally present, he wasn’t even bothering to hide it!
The moment they stepped into the Abyssal Ruins, before even grasping the world’s circumstances, he had keenly pinpointed the critical detail and seized the heart of the matter!
Though it was uncertain whether that schoolteacher was a chosen proxy of a Heavenly Dao Key, Chen Yi felt an inexplicable confidence—with Ye Wuchen around, even if he wasn’t, he would be!
Chen Yi’s mind even involuntarily replayed his first encounter with Ye Wuchen.
Back then, it had seemed like he and Gu Yuan had worked in tandem to reel him in.
But with his absurd luck, if this venture had truly been doomed, why would he have willingly taken the bait?
On the surface, it might have looked like he had lost years of savings, but in reality... it felt more like he had unknowingly incurred a karmic debt to him!
The more he thought about it, the more unsettling it became—a realization that sent chills down his spine.
Had he been the one fishing for Ye Wuchen, or had Ye Wuchen been fishing for him all along?
In the end, it was a question without an answer.
Perhaps this was simply fate, a predestined arrangement. At any rate, Ye Wuchen had been thoroughly vetted—his background was clean, or else he would never have been allowed to serve as the God of Wealth in Zi Wei.
All he had to do was keep leveraging his luck; the rest was Chen Yi’s problem.
"Boss, as you know, us Gods of Wealth must have a sharp instinct for opportunities!" Ye Wuchen calmly laid out his reasoning:
"My guess that the teacher might be a candidate for another Heavenly Dao Key stems mainly from Dai Yuanshan!"
"When I first laid eyes on Dai Yuanshan, he gave me a feeling akin to encountering a rare treasure. It wasn’t until later, when I learned he was the chosen proxy of the Celestial Pivot·Key of Balance, that I understood the source of that sensation!"
"Dai Yuanshan is merely the vessel—the true treasure is the Heavenly Dao Key behind him!"
"And the same goes for that teacher who clashed with Dai Yuanshan. At first, I felt nothing unusual about him. But the moment Dai Yuanshan engaged him, it was as if a sword had been unsheathed—its cold gleam nearly blinding me!"
Here, Ye Wuchen paused, his expression hesitant and lacking confidence. "That feeling was similar to what Dai Yuanshan gave me, yet different. If this discrepancy isn’t due to the distinct attributes of different Heavenly Dao Keys, then it’s likely that the teacher hasn’t been fully chosen yet—he’s still in a probationary phase!"
"Hmm. So, what do you suggest we do next?" Chen Yi asked thoughtfully.
Though he hadn’t detected any traces of a Heavenly Dao Key’s influence on the teacher, he trusted Ye Wuchen’s intuition—this man was a walking lucky charm!
No reason needed. Whenever this fortune-blessed general was around, things always worked out. If not perfectly, at least they never went south.
When in doubt, blindly follow the lucky one!
After a moment of contemplation, Ye Wuchen replied, "I think the best course is to do nothing. Let Dai Yuanshan, the confirmed proxy, clash with this potential candidate. Sparks will fly, and that’ll solidify his status as a true proxy. Only then can we trace the hidden Heavenly Dao Key!"
"You’re right. Then I’ll leave it to you. Ye Ancai, cooperate fully!" Without hesitation, Chen Yi delegated the task and dissolved into eighty-one multicolored chaos beads, reforming into a necklace around Ye Wuchen’s neck.
Originally, he had planned to seek out Xie Buruo for a... discussion. But the sudden trace of a Heavenly Dao Key had changed things.
Making a scene now would be unwise.
After all, Xie Buruo could be dealt with anytime. But if they scared off the hidden Heavenly Dao Key, alerting it to their presence, finding it again would be next to impossible!
Besides, Ye Wuchen’s mention of a proxy reminded Chen Yi of the old man who had just become captain of the Destiny Calamity Squad.
He wondered if the old-timer was facing any difficulties.
Ye Wuchen: "......"
Well, he was used to it.
Brother Yi hated tedious work. Back in the Divine Land, when deep research was needed, he had been the same. Now, with the complex and drawn-out task of locating a Heavenly Dao Key, it was no different.
All he cared about was swinging his halberd recklessly—combat was his joy...
"Brother Wuchen, how can I assist?" Ye Ancai sidled up with an ingratiating smile.
The top dog’s aura was too oppressive, but this second-in-command was much easier to get along with. He remembered their first fight—Ye Wuchen had been wearing his God of Wealth robes!
Wouldn’t clinging to this thigh be wise?!
What? Some unpleasant history between them?
Pah! They were practically family—fighting was just how they bonded!
Ye Wuchen glanced at him, and a plan swiftly took shape. "Ancai, if I recall, you used to have a taste for that special Venomous Abyss toxin, didn’t you?"
"Ahem, Brother Wuchen, I’ve quit..."
"No need for modesty. You’ve got experience—no one can play a demonic Venomous Abyss spawn as convincingly as you!"
"Wait, hold on—"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
