Golden clouds, withstanding the test.

Memories surfaced one by one, and Xiao Fan recalled the layouts of his ten previous epochs.

"System, I have virtualized my destiny and hidden it. Luck cannot backfire on me."

"What I need to do next is to devour the Qi Luck Children one by one, either by directly killing them or by humiliating them until their Dao Heart collapses and they die in disgrace."

"What you need to do is to observe the whereabouts of the Qi Luck Children for me. Every single one of them counts. Better to kill by mistake than to let one go," Xiao Fan said indifferently, without any emotion.

"Gladly at your service."

"Oh, and don't extract my cultivation from my previous life for now. Keep it."

"When I return to a state of transcendence and freedom in this life, I will refine the Luck I've devoured and make it my own."

"I believe by then, when I transfer my previous life's cultivation into this body, I will surely ascend to the Supreme Holy Realm."

"Gladly at your service."

Xiao Fan regained his memories, but he wasn't depressed or annoyed by the matter of Luck; on the contrary, he enjoyed it.

Because he had leaped out of the chess game arranged by Luck and become a chess player.

Fighting against Heaven, fighting against Earth, fighting against people—what endless joy!

Let's see how many rounds your Child of Destiny can last under the swing of my scythe.

At this moment, Jiang Lanzhi's Undergoing Tribulation to become a Primordial Great Luo had also concluded.

She looked at Xiao Fan, somewhat lost in thought.

He was clearly the same person, yet he seemed to carry an added sense of agedness, though his face was still that of a young man. This strange combination made Jiang Lanzhi find him very endearing.

She stepped on Golden Clouds, arriving with a fragrant breeze, and landed beside Xiao Fan.

"Husband, why are you spacing out?" Jiang Lanzhi waved her hand in front of Xiao Fan.

"Nothing, I was just thinking how lucky I am to have met Jiang Lan Zhi."

"You smooth talker, always so unserious."

At his words, Jiang Lanzhi playfully rolled her eyes at him, then naturally linked her arm through his.

"Let's go back."

"Mm."

...

...

While Xiao Fan was Awakening his past life memories.

Within the Forbidden Divine Mountain of the Saint Hall, a mass of Golden Clouds, which had been calm and stable, began to stir.

The clear, azure sky, previously cloudless, was now veiled by a hazy gray curtain, with black lightning flashing intermittently, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The Golden Clouds, an intangible entity, resonated with a consciousness.

"What's going on? My Luck is still increasing, so why do I feel a sense of crisis?"

The Golden Clouds, formless yet with form, transformed into a golden compass, which began to spin on its own.

But its needle kept spinning non-stop, failing to reveal any insight.

"Strange, why can't I detect the reason?"

"Who can evade my perception?"

The Golden Clouds couldn't understand. All things in the world were within its control. Could it be that someone had escaped its grasp?

"Could it be that I'm overthinking?"

Unable to comprehend, the Golden Clouds transmitted a thought, inscribing it onto a stone slip, and flung it out of the Divine Mountain.

"Let these Saint Hall Disciples and Elders help me investigate."

"No, I need a double safeguard. I'll also spread Luck throughout the heavens, creating more Qi Luck individuals."

From within the Golden Clouds, strands of golden thread flew out, extending to myriad worlds and heavens, connecting to inconspicuous individuals.

They were either orphaned, or scorned by others, or had their engagements broken off, or were betrayed at the start—a myriad of strange and varied circumstances.

But they shared a common trait: they were all looked down upon, subjected to various taunts, and had a bitter and tragic first half of their lives.

And from the moment the golden threads connected to them, they seemed to have divine assistance, and everything became smooth sailing.

They would pick up treasures when they went out, even a piece of toilet paper found by the roadside would be a divine Secret Manual.

Despite being very ordinary, a Young Miss from a noble family would fall for them, insisting on them and no one else, simply because of their resolute gaze.

In dilapidated Sect ruins, where nothing had happened for tens of thousands of years, a Secret Realm would emerge the moment they arrived, as if everything was meant for them.

Countless such incidents occurred.

The gears of fate began to turn.

...

...

Eternal Immortal Domain, Saint Academy.

While Xiao Fan was out Undergoing Tribulation with Jiang Lanzhi.

Miao Xiaoqing ascended to the position of Saint Disciple and successfully became the leader of the Saint Hall Training.

All personnel arrangements, from accompanying Elders to assisting servants, were handled by her.

The moment she got this power, her first reaction was to go to the Jade Pool Immortal Domain and call her master to be her servant...

A disguised servant is still a servant!

Meow meow meow meow~

However, unfortunately, Xiao Fan wasn't there, which shattered her fantasy.

As a result, she lost interest and had her subordinates arrange the training roster.

"Why isn't Master coming to be my servant yet? The Saint Hall Training is in two months."

Miao Xiaoqing idly fantasized.

She propped her hands on the desk, her delicate, small jade feet dangling from her slender, beautiful legs, swaying. Her usually nimble cat ears also drooped, losing their vitality.

Just then, a female Disciple called from outside the door:

"Saint Disciple, the results of the combat assessment are out. Please review them."

Miao Xiaoqing's drooping face instantly became serious, and her cat ears also flattened. Her entire demeanor turned cold and solemn, like an iceberg.

Her voice was neither sad nor joyful as she said faintly:

"Present it."

"Yes, Saint Disciple."

The slots for the Saint Hall Training were extremely precious, and every Disciple wanted to get in.

To ensure fairness, the Saint Academy used an assessment format to select the best.

There were also many intricacies involved, for example:

After the rankings were released, they were first reviewed by the Saint Disciple.

After confirmation, the list was then submitted to the Dean, who would finalize the training member list.

As long as Miao Xiaoqing wished, it would be an easy matter for her to cross out a few names and add a few others on the list she handled.

Precisely because of this, many Disciples and Elders sent her small gifts.

They would generally say that the Saint Disciple's hard work was truly admirable, and these small gifts were a token of respect, hoping that the Saint Disciple could lead their Saint Academy to glory.

It was nothing but polite pleasantries.

But there were hidden meanings in their words.

Miao Xiaoqing also knew what they meant: they hoped she would give them a hand and add their names to the Saint Disciple Training list.

Miao Xiaoqing was unwilling. "I clearly look like a fair and incorruptible kitty. Are you trying to test me with these things?"

She was about to throw these things back but accidentally discovered seven Third-grade Immortal Artifacts, five sets of treasure Immortal Skirts, and three bottles of First-grade Immortal Pills inside.

And a modest amount of 'sincere' payment.

She felt that occasionally accepting tests was also part of a cat's life.

"For this Saint Disciple position, I didn't hesitate to seduce Master and lost my body, paying the painful price of meows. Is it not reasonable to collect some interest?"

She convinced herself and endured the test!

Flipping through the personnel list, she prepared to cross out a few Disciples and add those who had shown sincerity.

"Zhang San, joined the Saint Academy eight hundred years ago, currently at the Late Stage of Heavenly Immortal Realm."

"Li Si, joined the Saint Academy nine hundred years ago, currently at the Early Stage of True Immortal Realm."

"......, currently at the Late Stage of Heavenly Immortal Realm."

"......, currently at the Middle Stage of True Immortal Realm."

"......"

"Qin Chen, joined the Saint Academy three years ago. Not long ago, he returned home to slap the face of the woman who broke off their engagement and brutally killed his enemies who were two major Realms higher than him. Currently at the Middle Stage of Earth Immortal Realm."

Miao Xiaoqing's gaze fell on the conspicuous line "Middle Stage of Earth Immortal Realm."

Among a series of Disciple names whose Realms were all Heavenly Immortal and True Immortal, seeing an Earth Immortal was indeed somewhat surprising.

"He's only been in the Holy Land for three years, which means his foundation isn't deep. Being rejected for marriage means his family background isn't deep. You're out!"

"As for the reason, his cultivation is too low, his qualifications are insufficient, and he still needs more experience."

Miao Xiaoqing crossed out Qin Chen's name and wrote down the reason for his elimination.

Then, in the original position, she wrote the names of the Disciples who had shown her sincerity.

Her actions were both compliant and reasonable. After all, as the leader, she had the power to decide the retention or dismissal of individual personnel.

After reviewing the list, she had her subordinate send it off for the Dean's confirmation.

The Dean's confirmation stage was merely a formality; in reality, the list Miao Xiaoqing sent out was the final personnel list.

Before long, the Saint Hall Training list was announced and posted on the Saint Academy's notice board.

Many Disciples gathered around, hoping to see their names on the list.

"Congratulations, Brother Liu! Your future is boundless. Don't forget us when you get rich."

"Hehe, just a stroke of Luck."

"Congratulations, Dao Brother, you're on the list! When you return from the Saint Hall, you'll surely soar to great heights."

"Alas, I almost made it. It's just a pity I fell short by a hair's breadth, missing it by a thousand miles."

Some were happy, some were sad.

At this moment.

A white-robed young man with a resolute face, sword-like eyes, starry brows, and a chiseled countenance, pushed through the crowd and stood before the notice board.

He had a faint smile on his face, confidently looking at the list.

"With my strength, getting onto the Saint Hall Training list is as easy as lifting a hand."

As he looked down the first column of names, Qin Chen's heart remained calm.

After all, there was a gap in Realm, so he couldn't possibly be at the top of the list. He had that much self-awareness.

But the further down he looked, his expression gradually became solemn.

Because he had looked at seven-tenths of it and still hadn't seen his name.

With a nervous heart, he read through the entire list, only to find that the name Qin Chen was nowhere to be found.

He thought he had overlooked it and re-read it more than a dozen times, finally confirming that his name was indeed not there.

Qin Chen shouted:

"How could I fail to make the list? There's foul play, absolutely foul play!"

"I'm going to report this. This list has problems."