Chapter 82: Chapter 3: Lucky Charm

Three days flashed by, and Duan Mingyuan had arranged all the affairs in Yunlong City. Thanks to Jiuyue’s identity as the Evil Spirit Queen, he didn’t need to worry about the safety of Da Jiang and the others.

The "evil organization" in Yunlong City also entered the right track under Jiuyue’s leadership and embarked on a path of stable and positive development. However, both righteous and evil forces now faced the same problem—without a clear path of cultivation, after the complete prohibition of harming others, the monsters had to seek ways to grow stronger other than consuming humans.

And all this burden rested on Duan Mingyuan’s shoulders.

Everywhere he looked, there were novices eager to be fed, and he had to figure out a set of rules suitable for this era from the library of Yunhai Academy.

Jiuyue had also made all the preparations.

In her luggage, there were two sets of clothes that wouldn’t pinch her tail, two sets of underwear, and the rest of the space was filled with vacuum-packed braised chicken, enough to last a very long time.

At midnight, a person and a fox arrived at the meeting place. Tang Qianqian and Yang Ping, who were holding their suitcases, seemed to have arrived early.

"This is for you, hold it tight."

Upon seeing the two, Jiuyue walked up and handed each of them a sealed bag of braised chicken.

Ever since the Bai Kou incident ended, she too had resumed her cultivation.

With Bloodlines of both the mischievous fox and the auspicious fox, she had been studying her father’s "Auspicious Fox Cultivation Notes" every day, apart from cooking. She perfectly inherited her father’s culinary talents. According to the notes, her father had traveled around the vast lands of Da Jiang for a number of years before meeting her mother, reveling in learning cooking skills from humans.

This notebook recorded many royal chef recipes and some folk cooking techniques that had been lost over time.

All she had to do was enchant the braised chicken during the cooking process.

"This is Luck-Enhanced Braised Chicken, after eating it, one can gain a luck boost that lasts for the entire day. It has a shelf life of three months," Jiuyue explained.

"Really?"

Tang Qianqian sniffed the braised chicken skeptically close to her nose, certain of one thing—if the chicken couldn’t bring luck, it still definitely smelled delicious.

This time she had brought Li Hua with her. The cat Monster cuddling at her feet looked up with a neck craned, almost drooling.

"Of course, it’s true. This is an ability of the auspicious fox. You can ask Mr. Mingyuan if you don’t believe me."

Seeing everyone’s gaze turn towards him, Duan Mingyuan nodded, "It should be true, my funds have been on the rise for three days."

This was an experience he had never had in his life; the rows of red numbers even made him feel somewhat uneasy.

Tang Qianqian’s interest was piqued immediately, "Then, would I get rare items from game draws?"

Forever dubbed as jinxed, she seemed to see a possibility of sneaking into Europe.

"Yes,"

"But according to my observations, luck overall tends to be conserved," Jiuyue said.

"Impossible!"

Tang Qianqian blurted out involuntarily, plagued by bad luck for years, "I’ve never had a smooth experience with draws in games!"

"But at the same time, there will be others who get to ship out their goods, which is the conservation of luck,"

Jiuyue explained seriously, "Some are lucky, while others are not. This conservation of luck may not happen to the same person. For instance, if you were to pull a rare item next, someone else at the same time could hit the guaranteed bottom but end up with a defective product. I’m not creating luck; I’m transferring someone else’s good fortune onto you."

Similarly, misfortune works the same way.

Calamity was already present on this planet, and it was the ability of monsters like the Ruihu to transfer that inherent disaster to someone else.

Based on Mr. Mingyuan’s analysis, the reason why the factory guard’s gunfire couldn’t affect her was essentially a combination of good and bad luck in use. She could bestow someone else’s luck upon herself, or transfer the misfortune meant to be caused by bullets to the guard.

That is why her ability could not yet transfer things that existed outside this world.

Jiuyue also set a personal goal for herself: she wanted to find a way at the Yunhai Book Academy to overcome the limitations of her ability, otherwise, no matter how many times she battled the Extraterrestrials, it would always end in failure.

She acknowledged the reality that her current strength was far from sufficient to contend with the corporation and the Extraterrestrials. In the distant starry sky, there were countless beings on the same level as the Western Wind, and even some much stronger and more transcendent.

For everyone present, the Yunhai Book Academy was an opportunity.

During the conversation, a white figure elegantly descended from the night sky, and after stabilizing her footing, Yun Lin maintained a cautious distance of more than five meters from Jiuyue.

Yun Lin took a headcount and said, "The time has come; prepare to set off."

Tang Qianqian was somewhat puzzled and interjected, "Wasn’t it said that there were other new students besides us?"

"It’s just you now. The other new students all refused the academy’s invitation."

Yun Lin seemed accustomed to this. "In recent years, it’s been quite hard for the academy to recruit new students. I don’t know if the messengers in other cities have been successful, but managing to recruit two new students is already good."

However, she felt it wasn’t fair to blame the kids. Just imagine, suddenly a talking monster appears in your life, inviting you to leave everything behind and move away from friends and family to an isolated place. This scenario, intriguing in a fictional story, becomes a different matter when it’s your own life.

Accepting the invitation means giving up everything you’ve accumulated so far and starting anew.

That’s indeed too difficult for minors.

Moreover, slogans like "guarding lost knowledge" were increasingly out of touch with the times. The most common question Yun Lin heard when sending out invitations was, "Why should I guard that knowledge?" To which she always had no response.

But she was just a Messenger, whose duty was to make sure the invitations reached every child. As for the future of the academy, that would be decided by the wise elders.

With that thought in mind, Yun Lin took out an ink painting from beneath her wings. It seemed to be a tea house, with the bamboo in front of the door swaying in the wind. The tea house’s doors were wide open, with simple interior furnishings and antique wooden tables and chairs.

"In accordance with the rules of the academy, please rest in the tea house for a while. Once we reach the foot of Qing Chi Peak, I will notify all of you,"

"Rest inside the tea house?"

Tang Qianqian looked at the painting floating in midair, wondering if Yun Lin was joking.

Without waiting for Yun Lin to answer, Yang Ping, carrying his suitcase, stepped forward and walked directly into the painting. His figure quickly disappeared from view, and in the lifelike tea house within the painting, another ink figure appeared, moving to find a chair and placed his luggage beside a table.

"Please do not worry. This painting is personally drawn by the headmaster. Once everyone has entered, I will depart."

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