Su Family Villa.
Living Room.
"Luo Luo, what's this?"
Su Muwan leaned close to Qin Luo, curiously eyeing the golden sphere resting in his palm.
Qin Luo weighed the sphere in his hand and explained, "This is the fortune of another Chosen One."
"Fortune?"
Su Muwan tilted her head.
Why did fortune look like a glowing orb?
Qin Luo nodded, his gaze fixed on the sphere as he fell into thought.
[Heaven's Fate Transfer Technique] (Forcibly transfers or disperses the fortune of others.)
[Note: Using this will inevitably incur karma!]
This was an ability he had obtained after subduing the celestial diviner, Suan Tianxing.
With his Heavenly Eye, he could see the colored threads of fortune on others. Using his system, he could analyze their fortune values in detail.
Finally, by employing the Heaven's Fate Transfer Technique, he could extract the fortune of a Chosen One.
Qin Luo had sought out Ling Yu precisely to strip him of his fortune and transfer it to Su Muwan—using righteous fortune to counteract the villainous fortune clinging to her.
There were three reasons for targeting Ling Yu:
First, Ling Yu possessed T1-level fortune.
Second, he was a key supporting character in the T0 protagonist's storyline.
Third, Qin Luo simply wanted to test whether this method was feasible.
As for the karma...
Karma was too abstract to gauge immediately.
Whatever.
Qin Luo turned his attention to Su Muwan, who was watching him with curiosity.
With his Heavenly Eye active, he could see the threads of fortune surrounding her.
Gurgle~!
Thick, ink-black threads coiled into a suffocating haze around her, every strand exuding an ominous aura.
The malice had already filled the entire living room.
Under the Heavenly Eye’s gaze, the air around Su Muwan seemed heavy and oppressive.
The room itself reeked of decay and despair.
Upon closer inspection, each black thread represented the tragic fate of a villain—countless deaths, resentment, and villainous fortune had all accumulated on Su Muwan, creating her current predicament.
Damn...
Qin Luo took a deep breath and slowly raised the golden sphere in his hand.
"Miss, I’m going to try transferring this fortune to you."
Su Muwan didn’t fully understand, but she trusted Qin Luo’s judgment. She nodded. "Alright."
Qin Luo activated the technique, and in the next moment, the golden sphere dissolved into shimmering threads that merged into the black tendrils surrounding Su Muwan.
Buzz~!
Golden light erupted as the radiant threads clashed against the inky darkness, sparks flying like clashing blades.
The golden threads pulsed with vitality and righteousness, while the black ones writhed and resisted, fighting against the purifying force.
Qin Luo watched intently, not daring to miss a single detail.
Su Muwan blinked.
What was Qin Luo doing?
As time passed, the golden threads gradually dimmed under the erosion of the black miasma, dissolving into nothingness.
Just as Qin Luo thought he had failed—
Something miraculous happened.
One of the black threads, as if drained of its villainous fortune, slowly lightened under the golden radiance, turning pure white.
Amidst the sea of darkness, this single white thread stood out starkly—yet it filled Qin Luo with relief.
He glanced at the depleted T1 fortune, then back at the lone white thread.
Even if it took this much fortune to cleanse just one thread, it didn’t matter.
At least he knew the method worked.
Deactivating his Heavenly Eye, he smiled at Su Muwan, who was still watching him curiously. "Miss, you can be saved."
"??"
Su Muwan slowly typed two question marks in the air. "Why does that sound so weird? Whatever."
"Tell me, how did you get this fortune?"
Qin Luo grinned. "Last night..."
...
...
A moment later.
Su Muwan gasped. "You mean while I was asleep, you went to that ancient sect and kidnapped a T1 Chosen One?"
"And then you used Suan Tianxing’s technique to extract his fortune?!"
"You! You!"
"Why didn’t you take me with you?!"
She grabbed Qin Luo’s hands and rubbed them furiously. "We agreed that fighting was my job!"
Qin Luo silently watched as Su Muwan proceeded to manhandle his hands. He cleared his throat. "Well, it was just a Domain Realm cultivator. Wouldn’t it be overkill to have you step in?"
"Overkill?!"
Su Muwan pressed Qin Luo’s hands against her cheeks, squishing them as she glared. "The Eastern Kingdom has a saying—'Even a lion uses full strength to catch a rabbit!'"
"If I had gone, it would’ve been smoother!"
Qin Luo opened his mouth to argue—
Then paused.
Wait.
He studied Su Muwan.
Daily Question:
What labels apply to Su Muwan?
His gaze lingered as her slender fingers played with his—curling them, interlacing them, testing their fit.
A hand fetishist?
Hmm... irrelevant. I’m a foot guy myself. Next.
Su Muwan’s head was slightly bowed, a few strands of hair slipping over her shoulders. In the warm light, her profile carried an alluring charm that made Qin Luo’s heart flutter.
She’s so cute...
Wait, also irrelevant.
Qin Luo shook his head.
The answer was—
An absolute powerhouse!
Exactly!
"Miss."
He clasped her hands firmly, his expression solemn. "I was wrong. I forgot how unexpectedly strong you are!"
"Hey! What do you mean 'unexpectedly'?!"
Su Muwan huffed. "I’ve always been strong!"
Qin Luo nodded. "In that case, since you’ve said so, I can revise Plan B."
"Eh? What Plan B?"
Su Muwan blinked. "I didn’t know about this."
"Don’t worry, you know now."
"Hey, hey, I’m right here..."
Qin Luo took a deep breath and declared with utmost seriousness, "The new plan shall be called—[Beneath T0, I Am Invincible]!"
Su Muwan tilted her head. "Weird name."
"Details don’t matter. Tonight, we’re heading to the Profound Demon Sect."
"Profound Demon Sect?"
Su Muwan recalled—this was the demonic counterpart to the Primordial Sacred Land in the Profound Heaven Realm.
But why go there?
Then it clicked. Her lips curled into a delighted grin. "Are we fighting?"
In the past, she would’ve hesitated, wary of provoking a chain reaction.
But now?
Knowing that T0s were nothing but pests—and that defeating them was the only way she and Qin Luo could live peacefully—
There was no reason to hold back.
Time to be as fearless as in her past life! Go get 'em, Xiao Su!
"No, we’re raiding their scripture vault."
Su Muwan: "......"
"Didn't you say, Young Miss, that you could master any technique just by glancing at it once?"
Qin Luo watched Su Muwan's stiff expression with amusement and said, "Since you insisted on joining me for some 'murder and arson,' your 'Ice Shard' ability is way too flashy."
"To avoid drawing unnecessary attention, you’ll have to trouble yourself to learn a few more skills."
Su Muwan: "......???"
"U-um... that..."
She shrank back slightly, but Qin Luo held her in place, preventing her escape. Looking up with an awkward smile, she mumbled, "I suddenly don’t feel like..."
"Heh, it’s too late to back out now."
"Luo Luo~~ You know how much I hate studying~~"
"Cuteness won’t save you this time."
"You—!!"
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