Outrageous Fortune Influence

A rare look of surprise appeared on Gu Changyuan's face.

Seeing their master's expression, Ye Qingxue and Yue Lingxi were both startled.

Their master had always remained impassive even if Mount Tai collapsed before him. For him to reveal such an expression—just what kind of background did these two have?

They each cast their secret probing techniques, wanting to see the true depths of the two people below.

But no matter how they probed, they could not sense any powerful physique aura from them.

Strange.

However, they could faintly feel that there seemed to be something inside the two of them, blocking their inspection.

"Master?"

Ye Qingxue spoke up, a questioning tone in her voice.

Only then did Gu Changyuan withdraw his gaze and look at his two disciples. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his tone carrying a trace of unconcealable joy:

"The male is a Void Dao Body. The female is a Temporal Dao Body."

He paused:

"Though neither has awakened yet."

Hearing this, shock instantly surfaced on the faces of Ye Qingxue and Yue Lingxi as well.

Void Dao Body? Temporal Dao Body?

Space and Time?!

No wonder their master was so surprised!

Such physiques, let alone being top-tier, were extremely rare among the human race even as lower-tier branches.

Yue Lingxi's Mystic Heaven Extreme Yin Soul Body, although a pinnacle existence among soul bodies, was not uncommon among humans; it was just that her specific level was extremely rare and top-tier.

But space and time... that was a different matter entirely.

Those were truly as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, hard to come by in ten thousand eons.

Now, two living top-tier physiques were standing right below them.

Ye Qingxue and Yue Lingxi's gazes fell upon those two figures, but they did not act rashly.

If their master did not speak, they would not make a move.

Gu Changyuan stood with his hands behind his back, but his divine sense had already spread out like a tidal wave.

That divine sense was silent, formless, and intangible, yet in a single breath, it enveloped the entire barren mountain and continued to spread outward.

He was watching.

He wanted to see to what extent the influence of these two people's karmic luck could reach.

Tenth-grade karmic luck, the mandate of heaven.

Such people, even in desperate situations, would absolutely not perish easily.

Because there would always be various coincidences, various accidents, and various just-in-times to pull them back from the brink of death.

This was the power of karmic luck.

Gu Changyuan wanted to see with his own eyes just how absurd this power truly was.

Soon—

A flying ship appeared within his divine sense.

The flying ship was silver-white all over, about a hundred rods long. Its hull was engraved with complex array patterns, and it was currently breaking through the clouds, slowly sailing in this direction.

With a slight shift of his thoughts, Gu Changyuan's divine sense instantly invaded the flying ship, sweeping through the information of all the cultivators on board. Then, following the threads of karma, he traced their trajectory back three days.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The cultivators on this flying ship belonged to an upper-tier sect in the Northern Region of the Central Continent.

They had just completed a mission in the Southern Region and originally planned to head straight north, passing through the Central Region to return to the Northern Region.

As a result, halfway through their flight, they suddenly encountered a massive war between two sects.

To avoid danger, they chose to take a detour.

This was a normal procedure.

But what was absurd was that the cultivator responsible for the flying ship's coordinate positioning had been injured during the mission and poisoned with some sort of hidden toxin.

He hadn't noticed it himself, nor had the leading elder.

Thus, when he was modifying the coordinates to take the detour, his mind suddenly entered a momentary state of confusion, and he inputted the wrong coordinates.

The flying ship flew toward the Western Region.

Midway, the leading elder noticed the route was wrong and called the cultivator over to question him.

As a result, the cultivator had just stood up when the poison flared, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Another cultivator who was also responsible for coordinate positioning went up to check on him and try to treat him, but ended up being infected as well.

He called the elder over, explained the situation, and then re-entered the coordinates.

Then, just like the previous cultivator, his mind entered a momentary state of confusion, and he inputted the wrong coordinates once again.

Thus, by a series of bizarre flukes, this flying ship arrived near this barren mountain.

Gu Changyuan continued his deduction.

Through the intertwining of karma and time, he saw what would happen next—

The cultivators on this flying ship were coincidentally missing a single medicinal herb to cure the hidden poison of those two cultivators.

Therefore, they would stop at this barren mountain and send people down to search for the herb.

Then, they would coincidentally discover the man and woman being besieged below.

They would coincidentally step in to save them.

And the two people below would coincidentally have the exact medicinal herb they needed.

To express their gratitude, the man and woman would be brought onto the flying ship, accompanying them to the Northern Region, thereby unlocking a new serendipitous encounter.

Gu Changyuan: "..."

Unbelievable, the heavens weren't even trying to hide it anymore.

Was this the absurd operation of max-level karmic luck?

He had finally witnessed it.

In other words, even if he hadn't noticed and hadn't intervened, there would be all sorts of messy factors allowing these two to escape their deadly predicament and obtain a fortuitous encounter.

He could even imagine—

Even if he stepped in to stop this flying ship from approaching, some other accident would happen.

For example, the cultivators hunting those two down would suddenly have internal strife and kill each other.

For example, some passing mighty rogue cultivator would coincidentally see this scene and conveniently save them.

Even more absurdly—

A bolt of heavenly lightning would suddenly fall from the sky, striking all the pursuers dead.

Anything was possible.

Gu Changyuan gently let out a breath.

Forget it, he wouldn't test it anymore.

He absolutely had to take these two as his disciples. With such a massive opportunity delivered right before his eyes, how could he let the cultivators on that flying ship take them away?

He gently waved his right hand.

A faint, almost imperceptible breeze, carrying a medicinal herb that emitted a soft halo, quietly drifted toward the flying ship.

At the same time, the flying ship's course was gently nudged an inch by that breeze.

Just an inch.

But it was enough to make it graze past the edge of the barren mountain and continue forward.

The people on the flying ship were immediately attracted by the suddenly appearing spirit herb. Overjoyed, they didn't even notice that their flight path had been quietly altered.

After confirming the spirit herb was fine, they immediately began detoxifying the two disciples.

The flying ship left this area without looking back.

Gu Changyuan withdrew his gaze and looked back down.

Seeing the flying ship completely disappear into the distance, Gu Changyuan finally refocused his gaze on the two people in desperate straits below.

Right at this moment, the system, which had been silent for a long time and had not spoken for ages, suddenly exploded in his mind.

[Host! The system has detected two lifeforms with ultimate talent. You must take them as disciples!]