Chapter 5: The Way of Luck, the Dao Body of the Emperor of Heaven!
Linbei City.

In the City Lord's Mansion, candles were brightly lit. Qin Qian sat on a chair, studying methods to repair his Dantian and tendons.

In this world where martial arts are the key to success, the importance of one's own strength is self-evident. Only by possessing great strength can one go further and establish supreme hegemony.

"Unfortunately, I can't use the system reward."

Qin Qian felt a little regretful.

If he could use the system reward, he would integrate the supreme bone into his body and reshape his flesh, which would solve the problem of dantian and tendon damage in minutes.

"what?"

At this moment, Qin Qian suddenly discovered that there was an extra memory inheritance in his mind.

He clicked it and found a volume of cultivation methods.

"The Secret of the Heavenly Emperor"!
"The emperor builds a kingdom of luck and cultivates the way of luck. The strength of luck determines the level of martial arts. When you cultivate to perfection, you will create the supreme heaven and forge the body of the emperor."

Cultivate the path of destiny?

Qin Qian was overjoyed, as if he could start practicing again.

Without hesitation, Qin Qian immediately sat cross-legged and began to practice according to the exercises in "The Secret of the Heavenly Emperor".

boom!
All of a sudden.

A supreme and mysterious force is mobilized, flowing through the tendons and veins like a trickle of water.

Wherever it passed, the shattered tendons and veins began to repair themselves, emitting a faint golden light that was several times stronger than before.

Once all the meridians in the limbs are restored to their original state, the power of qi will flow into the dantian like rivers flowing into the sea.

Qin Qian looked inward at his body, seeing his dantian broken into more than a dozen pieces, covered with dark cracks. Whenever spiritual energy from heaven and earth flowed into his dantian, it would flow out through the cracks.

It's like a leaky bag that can never hold water.

And Dantian.
It is also the foundation of a warrior.

All the strength is stored in the Dantian.

Can it be fixed?

Qin Qian was a little nervous, his heart in his throat.

Finally, under his 'watch', the power of luck enveloped the entire Dantian and gradually merged with the Dantian.

This process lasts for about half an hour. When all the energy of luck is exhausted, a new dantian appears, erupting with terrifying suction force, madly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After absorbing these spiritual energies, Qin Qian's damaged realm gradually recovered, from the initial stage of tempering the body, transforming into a mortal, and gathering energy.
This feeling of being reborn and becoming stronger all the time is simply too great.

It almost made him groan uncontrollably.

"My Lord, has your cultivation recovered?"

In the side room, Xiang Yu was sitting cross-legged and practicing. Sensing the violent energy fluctuations between heaven and earth, he slowly opened his eyes and looked around, revealing a smile.

So he stopped practicing, pushed the door open and walked out, hiding in the dark to protect the way.

further away.

In a courtyard, Dong Chuan was unable to sleep or eat, and paced back and forth in the room.

"call--"

Suddenly, a gust of spiritual wind blew in and extinguished the candles in the house.

Dong Chuan frowned slightly. The candlestick he used was a magical instrument. Normal wind could not blow out the candle flame, unless...
As if he thought of something, Dong Chuan opened the window and looked into the distance. His body shook violently and a look of horror gradually appeared on his face.

At this moment, a huge vortex of spiritual energy appeared above the City Lord's Mansion.

Just like a whale devouring everything.

Continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into it.

"Is this vision a breakthrough?"

Dong Chuan was a little shocked.

His expression changed and his mind was filled with thoughts.

Who is the person who broke through this time?

Is it the burly man with eyes as deep as the abyss?

still is
Qin Qian?

This strange phenomenon.

It lasted for two hours.

Inside the house, Qin Qian slowly opened his eyes, golden light flickered, probably due to his practice of "The Art of the Heavenly Emperor", his whole body exuded a faint sense of oppression.

He clenched his hands tightly, and a huge force gushed out. "Middle stage of Xuandan!"

Qin Qian grinned, full of excitement.

He never expected that just by practicing "The Heavenly Emperor's Secret" once, he not only successfully repaired his Dantian, but also improved his strength to the middle stage of Xuan Dan.

This is only the third level of luck.

If you can obtain level 4, level 5, level 6 luck.
Then, to what terrifying level will his strength be elevated?

Qin Qian felt his heart pounding just thinking about it. After a long while, he gradually calmed down and fell into deep thought.

There are many factors that determine luck, including strong people, territory, population, and national level.
If he wants to gain fortune, he must compete for supremacy in the world and occupy more territory and population.

Of course, that all happened later.

Qin Qian’s current goal is to control the forty-six cities in the Northern Territory and secure his position as King of Liang. By then, he will probably be able to gain a lot of luck.

"If I remember correctly, there is a sect in the Northern Territory called the Ice Sect, which seems to have a close connection with Yan Feng."

"Now that the king has arrived in the Northern Territory safely, will they take action?"

Qin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

Ice Sect.

When the first ray of morning sun breaks through the darkness.

The entire Ice Sect began to move, and horrifying auras cut through the sky, crossing the air and scattering the flying snow.

After a while, thirty-nine figures were standing outside the sect master's hall.

They are all elders of the Ice Sect.

The lowest level of cultivation is Xuandan, and there are five masters of Shenying Peak.

After everyone arrived, the leader of the Hanbing Sect walked out of the hall. He was wearing a white robe and holding a sword, shaking the void.

He looked around at everyone and said loudly: "Elders, this battle concerns the future of the Ice Sect. Qin Qian must be killed. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Okay, let's get going!"

The leader of the Hanbing Sect nodded in satisfaction, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and his whole body floated in the air.

"唳"

The next moment, a shrill bird cry was heard in the distance, piercing the clouds and splitting the rocks.

Then three giant birds flew over, each of them was more than ten feet long and snow-white all over. As they flapped their wings lightly, an ice and snow storm appeared under their wings, distorting the void.

Snow bird!
This is a demon beast that lives in high altitude areas. It has the blood of a middle-level demon clan and can reach the Xuandan realm when it reaches adulthood.

But their speed is so fast that even a Divine Infant Warrior may not be able to catch up with them.

shhhhhh!
A flash of light flashed.

Many elders of the Ice and Snow Sect stood on the back of the Snow Bird.

After everyone came up, the three snow birds flapped their wings and flew into the distance like an arrow.

Soon it left the world of ice and snow and disappeared into the vast sky and earth.

The Northern Territory is huge.

For ordinary people, they may never leave the Northern Territory in their entire lives.

But in the eyes of the strong, the Northern Territory is very small, just a tiny piece of land that can be easily crossed.

It was noon that day.

The Snow Bird flew through fifteen cities and arrived outside Linbei City. It gradually descended in altitude, releasing waves of terrifying pressure that enveloped the entire city.

The sky above Linbei City suddenly twisted and began to ripple.

It was as if a prehistoric disaster had struck.

Thousands of people in Linbei City were trembling, crawling on the ground, their faces filled with fear and horror.

"Snowland Bird, could it be someone from the Ice Sect?"

Dong Chuan recognized the giant bird at a glance, his pupils shrank suddenly, he hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly ran towards the City Lord's Mansion.

But before he could run out of the mansion, a cold voice came from the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky.

"Where is Qin Qian? Come out and die immediately."

(End of this chapter)