Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 639: Son of the Fate Energy

The Earth Chicken, currently instructing Yue Wuxia in Forbidden Skills, sensed the aura fluctuations of an Emperor Weapon. "HOLY CRAP!" it exclaimed, its face a mask of shock as it stared in that direction.

Yue Wuxia blinked and said with a giggle, "I have one too, you know!"

The Earth Chicken: "..."

"Want to borrow it for a bit?" Yue Wuxia teased playfully.

Her tone was so casual, as if she were offering a common Divine Weapon, not an Emperor Weapon.

But how could the Earth Chicken dare accept?

The White Emperor had surveyed the mortal realm, reigning supreme for countless ages. Who would dare touch her Emperor Weapon?

「Several days passed.」

Chen Pingping had been searching for companions to visit the White Emperor, but no one in the entire Wuji Sect dared to go. It had reached the point where disciples would flee at the mere sight of him, as if he were a ghost or a demon.

He exhaled a murky breath and sighed softly, "Such a large sect, with over a thousand powerful disciples, and not a single one has any backbone." What a disappointment! It's like trying to forge steel from useless scrap!

WOOF WOOF!

Hei, the little black dog, rushed over, its tail wagging furiously, its dark, clear eyes fixed intently on Chen Pingping.

"Absolutely not!" Chen Pingping refused decisively. What if you go and the White Emperor takes a liking to you? Should I give you up? Or not? Lao Huang, Hei, the Earth Chicken, Mao Qiu—none of them can go. The Eight Treasures Chicken might be an option, but its combat strength is so pathetic, it offers me no sense of security at all.

"Big brother..." Chen Pingping called out.

"What is it?" Yue Wuxia turned her head.

"It's time for us to hit the road."

"Are you seriously ill or something?" Yue Wuxia's eyes widened. "You're the one who wants to visit the White Emperor, so you go! What's it got to do with me?"

She definitely didn't want to go back. It was so hard to get out! Without that chattering Ali around, or that bunch of monsters from Monster Emperor City, life is so free and easy! Besides, I'm currently learning Forbidden Skills, Sealing Skills, Arrays, and more from the Earth Chicken... How could I possibly go back? I won't return until I've achieved my goals. Only after I've mastered invincible techniques will I go back and suppress the White Emperor!

Yue Wuxia rolled her eyes. "You go by yourself!"

Chen Pingping nearly choked, almost spewing a mouthful of old blood. The White Emperor had specifically named him to escort Yue Wuxia back. If Yue Wuxia didn't return, what was the point of him visiting the White Emperor? To court death? To get a taste of an Emperor's might?

"Big brother, I have a plan, one that can suppress the White Emperor..." Chen Pingping winked at her, a sly grin spreading across his face, giving him the look of a scheming, rather sleazy, plotter.

Sure enough, as soon as those words were spoken, Yue Wuxia's interest was immediately piqued.

She hitched up her skirts and hurried over, her bewitching and beautiful eyes gleaming with intense anticipation. "Tell me!"

「Outside the Southern Region, on an ancient path leading toward Huangzhou, several figures appeared—seven in total.」

The one leading the group was a young man of average height but rather handsome, with fair, delicate skin. He was dressed in a neat white robe, his long hair secured with an elegant hairpin, his features as fine as a painting.

He held a bone fan, and when he waved it, the words "Handsome and Valorous" could be seen inscribed on one side. It was, in fact, a Divine Weapon. When he fanned it again, four more large characters were visible on the other side: "Only I, Ziyu."

In summary, the inscription read: Handsome and Valorous; Only I, Ziyu.

Indeed, this was him, Zhang Ziyu, presenting the appearance of a scholar—a humble gentleman, as gentle and refined as jade.

Zhang Ziyu hailed from a distinguished background, a member of an Ancient Family in the lands of Huangzhou.

From a young age, he experienced numerous fortuitous encounters. These included Great Emperor's Heritages, Saint Realm inheritances, Quasi-Emperor Realm inheritances, access to several unnamed Ancient Great Tombs, and he even obtained an Ancient Cultivation method.

His string of good fortune stunned his entire family. He has average talent and an ordinary bloodline, so why are the heavens so kind to him? Could he be the Son of the Fate Energy?

Later, Zhang Ziyu continued to obtain Great Opportunities. Wherever he went, significant fortuitous events would manifest. After numerous such occurrences, it was confirmed: he was indeed the Son of the Fate Energy, no mistake about it.

From then on, a saying spread throughout Huangzhou: "The handsome and valorous Zhang Ziyu; the gentleman, Son of the Fate Energy."

Quite the reputation, wasn't it?

Someone had once tallied that since his birth, the Great Opportunities that had appeared around him numbered in the thousands, and he had secured seventy to eighty percent of them with ease, facing no difficulty whatsoever.

Half of the young prodigies in Huangzhou were left dumbfounded.

Whenever a Great Opportunity emerged, they would frantically search for Zhang Ziyu. If that fellow was present, they would give up without hesitation. We can't compete, damn it!

The most infuriating part was for those young people who tried to ride on Zhang Ziyu's coattails for opportunities. They would inevitably suffer incredibly bad luck just by getting close to him.

For instance, in a restricted zone, an ancient behemoth might suddenly charge out and pursue them, completely ignoring Zhang Ziyu. Or, if a powerful Killing Array lay ahead, he would walk straight through it without activating anything, but the moment they tried to follow, the Killing Array would spring to life.

The prodigies were exasperated. In the end, their only reaction was: "HOLY CRAP!"

None of the various prodigies—those with Different Bodies, Divine Bodies, Divine King bloodlines, or descendants of ancient Sages—could outshine Zhang Ziyu.

Incredible, wasn't it?

Crucially, he was also from an Ancient Family. Any shadowy figures lurking in the dark who wanted to eliminate him had to seriously consider the consequences.

Thus, not long ago, someone had remarked to Zhang Ziyu, "You're so amazing, if you've got the guts, why don't you try your luck in the Southern Diaspora!"

Zhang Ziyu: "???"

Sometime later, news about someone forging an Emperor Weapon and slaying a Demon Emperor spread to Huangzhou, shocking everyone.

Even a Son of the Fate Energy like Zhang Ziyu found it incredible, though he was convinced it had to be false. How could anyone in the Saint Realm forge an Emperor Weapon? And even kill a Demon Emperor? It must be a rumor.

Then, another piece of news circulated: Yue Wuxia, daughter of the Southern Region's White Emperor, had made her debut. She had first claimed the top spot on the Wind Cloud List, suppressing numerous prodigies, and then participated in the slaying of a Demon Emperor in Dayan of the Northern Border.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziyu also exclaimed, "HOLY CRAP!" An Emperor's daughter making her debut, taking first place on the Wind Cloud List, and slaying a Demon Emperor. Hmm! That's logical.

He also heard that this Emperor's daughter was devastatingly beautiful; when she smiled, young people throughout the Southern Diaspora were utterly captivated. She was practically a little enchantress from the mortal realm—oh, no, a true little Fairy.

In summary, the buzz in Huangzhou was that Yue Wuxia was as beautiful as rumored. Crucially, she was also an Emperor's daughter, and her mother was an currently unbeatable figure in the world.

Zhang Ziyu slammed the table. She's the one! he decided. Such an astonishingly exquisite Fairy, with such formidable strength and background—Yue Wuxia is worthy of me.

That very afternoon, Zhang Ziyu hurriedly set off, traveling south and stepping into the lands of the Southern Diaspora.

Now, he was merely a few tens of miles from the Southern Region.

Waving his bone fan, Zhang Ziyu smiled slightly. "In this world, a woman finally exists who is worthy of this young master."

Six people followed him: five middle-aged men, all Saint King level experts, and an attendant named Liu Dayao.

This attendant had served Zhang Ziyu since childhood, his status rising as Zhang Ziyu's prominence grew. It went without saying that in their family, Liu Dayao's word could carry more weight than that of some other young masters.

"Indeed, the status of an Emperor's daughter, number one on the Wind Cloud List, and having slain a Demon Emperor—her identity and achievements are quite a match," Liu Dayao said, his head held high. "Young Master has come to propose marriage. Hopefully, that Yue Wuxia won't be so insensible as to refuse."

"Hey... what kind of talk is that?" Zhang Ziyu shot him a sideways glance and chastised with a stern face, "How many times do I have to tell you? This young master is merely an ordinary cultivator, at best a little luckier than most. Don't bring up things like being a Son of the Fate Energy. Especially when we enter the Southern Region and meet Senior White Emperor and Yue Wuxia, don't just blurt things out randomly."

"Yes, yes, Young Master is right to scold me," Liu Dayao hastily agreed, though he thought, But I didn't mention any of that!

Zhang Ziyu continued, "On this trip, first, we must be low-key. Second, we absolutely must be low-key. And third, we must not casually reveal this young master's identity and background."

Liu Dayao's eyelids twitched. "Young Master? If we don't reveal your identity and background, will the White Emperor even allow us into Monster Emperor City?"

Zhang Ziyu frowned. "You have a point. In that case, we'll just reveal a tiny bit."

Liu Dayao: "Such as?"

"Such as, this young master unlocked his Spiritual Intelligence and began to seek Enlightenment at the age of three. Afterwards, I encountered many Great Opportunities; I've accumulated over a thousand, both large and small. I've come across Great Emperor's Heritages no less than twenty times. They all clamored to pass them on to me. Hmph, I didn't even want them; it's quite bothersome..."

"Young Master?"

"Don't interrupt me," Zhang Ziyu glared at him.

"Those are just personal experiences. We need to mention the family," Liu Dayao risked saying.

As Zhang Ziyu's attendant, he knew his young master all too well. Of everything the young master had just said, perhaps only ten percent was true; the rest was pure bragging. Of course, his status as a Son of the Fate Energy was genuine.

But still... this is the Southern Diaspora, not Huangzhou. The White Emperor doesn't know what you've achieved. What's the use of just talking about experiences? In the end, it all comes down to identity and background! 'Ancient Family'—those two words are what truly open doors!

Zhang Ziyu gave a sidelong glance. "You're right, I quite agree with you. But... next time, don't interrupt me. Furthermore... this young master is well aware of the importance of identity and background. That's precisely why I intended to add a few elements of personal experience to this self-introduction. Otherwise, it wouldn't be perfect."

Liu Dayao: "..."

"Alright, remember, we must be low-key. Don't mention that this young master is a Son of the Fate Energy," Zhang Ziyu said, his eyes half-closed, the corners of his mouth lifting into his signature, smug smirk.

In this mortal realm, how many Sons of the Fate Energy like me could there be? Probably none, right? Once we enter Monster Emperor City and the White Emperor learns of my experiences, she'll definitely be crying and begging to marry Yue Wuxia to me. After all, a Son of the Fate Energy is someone blessed by the heavens. My path to invincibility, my path to Tao Verification—it's all preordained. You could even say I'm a future Great Emperor. It's inevitable!

As for this "low-key" he kept harping on about, Liu Dayao understood his master well. It probably just means, 'I won't bring it up, but you all better make sure to mention it...'