Chapter 7

After returning to his room, Bu Lige still didn't notice the strange gazes he received on the way back. He was immersed in his own pleasure.

As the young master of the Zhennan Houfu, Bu Lige was naturally strong. He was at the eighth rank of spiritual sense, just one step away from the ninth rank!

But because the hidden injuries on his body had not healed, a breakthrough was impossible.

However, after drinking the Coke purchased from Luo Chuan's store, not only did the dark injuries heal, but his spiritual power also returned to its peak state. A breakthrough was now just a stone's throw away!

"Now I'll break through to the ninth grade of spiritual sense in one go!" Bu Lige's eyes focused, and he quickly made a decision.

He sat down on the Hanyu with closed eyes, and waves of turbulent aura swept out from him.

Not long after, there was a cracking sound. Bu Lige's body suddenly shook, and then he slowly opened his eyes. A flash of light seemed to flicker and fade.

At the same time, his breath was rising steadily. He stretched out his palm, and a lingering spirit hovered on it.

Feeling the multiplied spiritual power in his body, Bu Lige was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly grinned and laughed.

"Haha, I've actually broken directly into the realm of good fortune!"

Because of his excellent condition, Bu Lige directly surpassed the ninth grade of spiritual sense and entered the realm of good fortune!

"Bu Lige, what are you doing in here!"

However, before Bu Lige could fully relish his joy, the closed door suddenly swung open, and a voice like an oriole sounded. A woman with a graceful figure entered the room.

She was dressed in a plain white dress with bright eyes and white teeth. Long, jet-black hair cascaded down, reflecting the aqua-blue gauze, creating an unparalleled beauty.

"Sister, you're here!" Bu Lige greeted with a smile upon seeing the visitor.

Looking at her younger brother, Bu Shiyi had a look of helplessness in her eyes.

"Today you went to Jiuyao City again to wander. Did you find a way to treat your injuries?" Bu Shiyi asked casually.

It was normal for Bu Lige to wander around Jiuyao City in search of a cure for his injuries.

Unlike usual, Bu Lige nodded. "I found it."

"I found it. Don't worry, Lige, the injury will heal sooner or later..." Bu Shiyi started to comfort him subconsciously, but then she recovered and stared at Bu Lige incredulously. "What? Did you find it?!"

"Of course!" Bu Lige laughed and gathered his spiritual power in his hand. A light ball of spiritual power, visible to the naked eye, shone with a faint light.

The aura from the body is a unique feature of the realm of good fortune!

"Aura from the body? You actually broke through to the realm of good fortune?!" Bu Shiyi's pretty face was suddenly filled with surprise.

A few months ago, due to the dark wounds from the assassination attempt, Bu Lige's cultivation base had not progressed. Despite Zhennanhou's efforts to find various elixirs, the hidden wounds could not be healed, and they eventually gave up.

This was why Bu Shiyi was so surprised.

"Lige, you didn't do anything to self-destruct your foundation because your cultivation level hadn't improved, did you?" Bu Shiyi's face turned cold, and she said in a deep voice after considering the possibility.

"Sister, am I such an unreliable person?" Bu Lige said helplessly, dispersing the spiritual power light ball.

Bu Shiyi nodded slightly.

Bu Lige: ...

"Sister, are you really my sister!" Bu Lige was already a little exasperated.