Chapter 4: The Line of Fortune
There was an old wooden house, quite far from Gollen Village. It was so old it could be described as dirty. Baria ran into the house.
Because this was Baria's house.
Baria ran in, a satisfied smile on her face.
"You passed your exam, my dear."
The house was in ruins, and everything was destroyed.
In front of Baria, a young woman with white hair and black eyes stared at Baria. It wasn't a look of joy,
but rather an expression of anger. But it only lasted for a moment, and when she saw Baria, she smiled. The young woman's name was Baren.
"Congratulations, my dear."
Baren walked towards Baria, smiling with blood and cuts on her face.
Baren stopped immediately. Baren stood in front of Baria, smiling in a friendly manner.
"Well then, congratulations. How are you?" "
Baria was overjoyed. Her mother had never praised her before.
"Very good. Just wait a little longer and I'll become a cultivator and help pay off your debts."
"Is that so? Congratulations. It looks like your debt is cleared. You can rest easy. Now, go play outside."
Baria nodded and walked out of the house.
At a certain location, Agfa had killed all the men in black, leaving only one survivor. Agfa's right hand reached out to strangle the man in black.
"Now, tell me, who ordered this?"
The man in black quickly confessed.
"I admit it. The Sempan group hired me to kill Lord Agen to show them the group's power. They said that no matter which side the opponent was, we could do it!!"
Agfa smiled. "Good job." Boom!!
His right fist smashed the black-robed man's head, sending it flying. Aghfe looked down at his hand, bloody. [I guess I'll have to wait for my energy to return before fighting those guys.]
On the other side, Seraph, who was sitting, looked down at his chest. A golden line was extending from him. [If this golden line is extending from me, is it coming from me?]
Seraph looked at Somen, who was sleeping in the chair beside him. "Please go outside."
Somen nodded, uninterested, as it was normal for Seraph to act strangely.
"Then, Dad and Seria will be waiting at home. Don't forget to not come home late tonight, absolutely not.""
Seraph nodded and the coachman stopped the carriage.
Seraph got off the carriage, watching the wheels start to move. The carriage had traveled quite far.
Seraph walked with a calm expression, seeing people passing by. There were cultivators walking around with swords. Seraph arrived at a place.
An old man was selling things. It was a sword shop filled with antiques.
Seraph entered the shop and saw cultivators looking at weapons. There were many ancient stones all over the floor.
Whoever broke the stone would find a ring stored in the stone. Finding the ring within the stone was like gambling on the treasure inside the ring. It could be called...
Searching for treasure within the stone. Many martial artists entered the shop.
A man stood alone, looking at the small change in his pocket.
He was a man with short black hair, a sword at his waist, about twenty years old, wearing green clothes. His name was Zhang Ming.
Level 2 Cultivator [Sigh... Today is as poor as ever. Why is life so miserable? How can the money from the sect be enough for my training? If I were rich, I'd be in the top 100 cultivators. I barely have any training crystals. I barely have any level 1 magical weapons. This is going to be tough. The competition for the second-level treasure, called Luck, is about to begin.]
Zhang Ming was deep in thought, and he saw a young girl in a golden dress walking into the shop.
Zhang Ming almost laughed. [What the hell! This beautiful little girl is choosing items? No, looking for stones to bet on? A young child dares to gamble? I guess I'll have to come and teach her how to play. This experienced senior will teach you.]
Seraph stopped in front of a plain stone. It looked like a pitch-black rock, about half the size of Seraph's arm. Zhang Ming walked up to Seraph's side.
"Would you like to hear some advice from this senior?"
Seraph didn't show the slightest interest. He reached out his right hand and picked up the stone.
Seraph looked at the stone with a golden line of light extending towards him, and then the stone changed direction towards Zhang Ming instead.
Seraph looked at the line of light that should have connected to him and turned towards Zhang Ming.
[What's this? It was originally mine, but now it's this kid's?]
Seraph went to pay and returned to stand in front of Zhang Ming, who had a puzzled expression on his face.
[What do you want?]
"Here, brother. I want to give this to you. Can you open it for me?"
"Hmm?" Zhang Ming took it with an expression of uncertainty. [Does this kid know me?]
"Then thank you. Look carefully. This is the stone you chose." [What's with the rich kid spending money like a scrap of paper?]
Zhang Ming squeezed the black stone and it cracked with a bang!!
The rock shattered, revealing a piece of material floating to the ground. Whoosh!
Zhang Ming reached out his right hand to catch it, his expression filled with shock. [Oh my god, this is a magical ring! Don't tell me this ring has magical items!? Calm down, calm down, calm down...] "Uh... This is my girl, right?"
"Yes, it is. This belongs to my brother."
Seraph looked at the golden line that had appeared again on himself and saw Zhang Ming's golden line extending in one direction, with Seraph's golden line extending further.
[Are you telling me to follow that way? And take this child with you.]
Zhang Ming inserted power into the ring, a bright light shone on the ring, and something appeared. It was a pitch-black helmet, like a knight's helmet.
Zhang Ming looked very interested, looking at the black knight's helmet, which had a terrifying energy. [It seems to be a wearable magical item. Let's test its properties later. Who exactly is this child? ]
"Big brother, could you please come with me? I'm in a really difficult situation. If possible, I'd like you to come with me."
Zhang Ming patted himself. "Of course, little one. Big brother will definitely help."
Seraph nodded and walked out of the shop, heading towards his golden path. Zhang Ming followed without a second thought, overjoyed at the free weapon.
In a place, Baria was strolling through a forest, surrounded by vibrant green trees and an empty area. Baria sat down.
"Well, today, let me draw my mother's smiling face."
Baria smiled happily, seeing her mother's face show a smile she hadn't seen in ages, since Baria was a child. After a long time, the picture book Baria was drawing with his own handwriting. Baria was drawing happily. Two men in black walked towards Baria. Baria looked at the newcomer, dressed in a full black robe.
Baria quickly gathered her things and prepared to flee, hyper-cautious.
A man in black stood in front of Baria.
"How could a little kid be wandering around here?"
Baria nodded and immediately ran, trying to get away from the two men in black. The two men in black smiled and ran to Baria, swinging their right feet with no respite, regardless of the fact that they were children. Whoosh! Bang! Baria was hit square in the face by the swinging foot and her body was sent flying to the ground. Whoosh! Thud!
"Where are you going in such a hurry, little girl?"
Baria was shaking violently and shouted for help.
"Someone help me please!!! Someone help me!!!!! Mom!!!!! Help me!! Sob!!"
Baria's tears kept flowing, along with blood flowing from his nose.