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I've got a system by a dumb luck

#WPC148 Thomas and three other people appeared in the world of cultivation. While Thomas still thinks that he's dreaming, the other three of them are searching for answers, leaving him alone. He finds a golden coin activating "Dumb Luck system." That's how his journey starts. Will he cultivate his luck, follow this random road, and use it to become a legend, or will he choose to practice like others, and steadily try to reach the peak? And when will he finally understand that his dream ended, he died and reincarnated?!

fanpopa · Fantasy
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"We won't use the kids with talent this high as a bargaining chip."

When elders connected by blood to the four geniuses that appeared today heard this, they were praising their in their heads, but after hearing the second part of his speech, their expression changed.

"We don't know which one is the strongest and which the weakest, what if we gave the one with the highest talent to our 'allies'?"

"So, if we can tell which one is the weakest, the leader thinks that we can give one as a gift?!"

Zhang Wei's relative couldn't help but ask with an angered tone. It seemed that the fiery temper was in their blood.

"Please don't say it like that, we are not giving the genius to the enemies, we are lending him. After our sect finds a method to defend ourselves, we can take him back."

The leader said this in an assuring tone, but everyone gathered here knew that it was impossible. Their 'ally' will brainwash the genius as soon as he reaches the gates of their sect.

He would probably become a puppet of their leader's kid in the future. It was the safest way to keep the heritage of the whole sect in the hands of the same family.

"We don't know which one is the weakest, does leader still wants to do something like this?"

"No, until we gain at least a little understanding of their power, we will close the doors of our sect. No one is allowed to leave."

This information took off a lot of weight from the families of the geniuses. How could they allow their kids or grandkids to be a send to their enemies?

The leader knew about it too, that's why he didn't press too much.

This way, the meeting ended. Most of the elders were satisfied with the outcome. Everything now depended on whether they can find some information about the strength of the kids.

The situation turned into internal strife. Two groups were fighting. The first one was the family, while the second one was elders who thought that the current situation was too dangerous, and they need to gift one child to the enemies.

They were either concealing the progress of the four geniuses or trying to get access to this information. Days have passed, and the fight was getting fiercer and fiercer, until one day, both sides decided to fight.

The commotion was so big that the elders that checked whether someone left the sect needed to see what was happening, they left an open space allowing disciples to escape with this precious information.

Only after elders came back did they notice this problem. They chased after the one's who escaped but were able to catch only a few of them.

They told the leader what happened. Elders received an order to gather in the main hall again. It was the first time that leader organised two meetings in such a short period.

He entered the hall as the last person. Everyone already heard the news about what happened. They were nervously waiting for an answer to the question all of them asked themselves.

'What to do now? How to keep the secret safe with the greedy disciples outside?'

"Who was the one that got into a fight?!"

The leader first wanted to confirm what had happened and how many disciples got away. If there was only a handful of them, maybe they had other reasons for getting out of the sect. There was a chance that they wanted to meet their loved ones or someone close to them.

Even he knew that there was no chance that the disciples would risk their position to meet with their family, especially when they could visit their relatives once every month, and November just started.

They met their family a few days ago, everyone who could leave the sect needed to be at least an inner disciple. After spending months, if not years alone in the faction, they suddenly felt the need to spend more times with their close ones? No way!

"It was me and elder song who fought!"

Zhang Wei's grandfather couldn't stand the pressure and told the truth. He was never good at lying. The thing that helped him get his current position was his talent and his character.

He was always hard-working and loyal to the sect, becoming an ideal person to be an example of a perfect elder for the younger generation. He cultivated every day, even now when he wasn't young anymore and he had no chance for a breakthrough.

He did it because he loved cultivating. He spent his whole life doing it and decided that as long as he can, he won't stop. Even if he was weaker than others, thanks to him, the overall strength of the sect was higher.

Because he was an elder, everyone believed that hard work could make up for the lack of talent, which was a complete lie.

Maybe in the Qi Gathering stage talent and hard work had almost equivalent value, ut the further someone walked down the path of a cultivator, the more clearly he understood that without talent, there was no way to achieve something great.

If hard work could close the gap, then why would so many cultivators kill each other for the inheritance of a gold core formation expert?

The reason they risked their lives for it was that it was impossible to break through without talent or a fortuitous encounter!

It was the cold truth of this world. No one was even! Talent and luck were the only two things that mattered in this cultivation world.

A person with a talent like Zhang Wei achieved the first step of QI Gathering Stage in a few hours, could hard work help someone to do the same? Of course not!

The truth was that Zhang Wei could stand at the peak of the dnalgne kingdom by cultivating only one hour a day for a dozen years. It was only a lie to strengthen the sects.

The leader, of course, new about this, so when he heard who was guilty, he needed to think twice whether to punish Zhang Wei's grandfather or not. He decided on what kind of punishment he will face.

"You will leave our sect!"

Everyone gasped in surprise when they heard how harsh was this punishment.