2742

 **Chapter 2742: Weak Fortune Can Be Fatal**

His words were extremely harsh, but not entirely without reason.

A mere Heavenly Sovereign, if killed, indeed no one would know.

In the vast land of the Eastern Continent, who knows how many Heavenly Sovereigns die every day, certainly more than one.

Lin Moyu's mind flashed with information about the Wu family of Crack Wind Cliff. He suddenly realized that the Wu family initially rose to power through robbery.

In the beginning, Crack Wind Cliff was essentially a bandit nest, and much of the Wu family's secret techniques and wealth were stolen.

After discovering a disaster vein within Crack Wind Cliff, the Wu family, through generations, finally became a top force.

However, their penchant for robbery was deeply ingrained in their souls, unchanged even after many generations.

From the start, Lin Moyu never believed they wanted to borrow the origin shuttle; they were likely just coveting it. Initially, Lin Moyu only wanted to refuse, but now, he had murderous intent.

Lin Moyu's tone turned cold, and killing intent began to rise, "Yes, just two Dao Sovereigns. Killing you, no one will know."

"You should be grateful to have survived the Eastern Spirit Empire's attack, not come here to seek death."

Lin Moyu's words left the two slightly stunned.

They didn't know about the Eastern Spirit Empire, nor did they know about the recent actions, thinking they had just encountered a beast tide.

As Lin Moyu finished speaking, the space beside him distorted, and the Giant Sword Dao Sovereign appeared next to him.

The aura of a sixth-realm Dao Sovereign surged into the sky, and the overwhelming pressure made the two men's faces change drastically.

Before they could speak, Lin Moyu had already ordered, "Kill them!"

The Giant Sword Dao Sovereign wasted no words, his fingers turned into a sword, and the power of the Great Dao spread, forming a giant sword that slashed down on the two.

"Spare us, senior!"

The two shouted in unison, but it was too late.

Under the pressure of the sixth-realm Dao Sovereign's Great Dao, their bodies were sliced like tofu, completely obliterated by the sword energy, leaving no blood rain, only a few pieces of flesh falling to the ground.

Lin Moyu sighed, "Why seek death when you could live as Dao Sovereigns?"

He waved out a large amount of undead flames, enveloping the ground. The two who had just died were revived in the flames, crawling back to Lin Moyu.

The two were brothers, the elder at the second realm of Dao Sovereign named Wu Daoqi.

The younger, at the first realm of Dao Sovereign, was named Wu Daoshan.

Both were collateral members of the Wu family, and although they had reached the Dao Sovereign realm, their status was ordinary, and the resources they received were not much.

After becoming Dao Sovereigns, their potential was deemed insufficient, and they were sent to the Eastern Continent.

After questioning, Lin Moyu learned that they were indeed after his origin shuttle. The value of the origin shuttle was very high, especially for Dao Sovereigns.

Not only because of its unique flying method and high safety but also due to its rarity.

Since the destruction of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the number of origin shuttles in existence has only decreased, becoming increasingly rare.

If Lin Moyu didn't agree to lend it, they would indeed kill him to seize it.

The Wu family had a secret technique that could extract most of the items from the rule world after killing someone.

This secret technique had earned the Wu family a lot of wealth in its early days.

Without this secret technique, the Wu family's development would have been much slower, possibly by thousands of years.

In thousands of years, anything could happen, and the Wu family might not even exist today.

Lin Moyu threw the two into the rule world, leaving them for the Human Emperor to gather information.

Unfortunately, the teleportation array in the rule world could only send living beings out, directly to Yudao City.

Revived beings and the undead army couldn't use the teleportation array to reach Yudao City.

To send them there, Lin Moyu would have to do it himself.

Now that Lin Moyu was not near Yudao City, it was impossible.

After this small episode, the origin shuttle resumed its journey, following the predetermined route.

Lin Moyu put away the red scarf and the Divine Light Wood, and the Tai Yin symbol on his forehead remained bright.

In that short time, the power of the red scarf had been consumed by one-tenth. At this rate, it could be used nine more times.

"Unfortunately, I still can't set up that array. I'll have to use it sparingly."

"If I could find a few more treasures like the red scarf, that would be great. When I reach Shang City, I'll definitely look for some."

"With my fortune, it's not impossible."

Suddenly, Lin Moyu paused, thinking of a possibility.

The Wu family, after all, was a large family. Logically, after so many generations, they shouldn't need to resort to robbery.

Wu Daoqi and his brother seemed to be robbing for the origin shuttle, but it felt inexplicable.

Lin Moyu suddenly realized a key factor: fortune.

The Eastern Spirit Empire's actions this time were likely for fortune.

Killing Dao Sovereigns above the fourth realm to seize their fortune.

If this were true, then the Dao Sovereigns in Wu City were killed, and their fortune was seized.

The fortune taken wasn't just the Dao Sovereigns' own but also the fortune suppressed by the origin spirit vein for many years.

This meant that Wu Daoqi and his brother's fortune had also been invisibly seized, reducing their fortune to a very low level, leading to their current situation.

Lin Moyu had seen the effects of extremely low fortune. When Xiaowu cursed someone, forcibly lowering their fortune, everything they did would fail, and every choice would be wrong, even affecting their thinking.

Perhaps it was this low fortune that led them to make the wrong decision to rob Lin Moyu's origin shuttle.

Extremely low fortune made them choose a path leading to their demise.

Lin Moyu increasingly felt the mysterious nature of fortune. No wonder it was something all major forces fought over.

His identity as the Son of Tai Yin wasn't that important; what truly mattered was the fortune that came with it.

Lin Moyu sorted out his thoughts, seeing his path more clearly.

Looking back, he realized that every step he had taken was correct.

Finding the origin spirit vein, establishing a force, and enhancing his fortune.

Because of his strong fortune, he became the Son of Tai Yin.

Because he became the Son of Tai Yin, his fortune grew even stronger.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction. As long as he maintained this, perhaps one day, a fortuitous encounter would elevate his realm and lead to a breakthrough.

Just like encountering the Hell fragment this time, it might also be related to fortune.

"If only I could observe fortune directly like Xiaowu," Lin Moyu sighed, collecting his thoughts and resuming his cultivation.

The origin shuttle, wrapped in the power of belief, silently crossed the sky, flying towards the distance.

The journey became quiet, with the sun and lunar origins alternating.

Seven days later, Lin Moyu arrived at a large city.

This city, named Xuanning City, had also suffered a great disaster, but its situation was slightly better than the previous cities.

The Lu Feng Merchant Guild in this city was not destroyed, but its arrays had lost contact with those in other cities, making it an isolated island.

Transactions couldn't be conducted, so although it wasn't damaged, it was paralyzed.