480: Chapter 480 Murong Zhaozhao

[Just then,]

[A female Cultivator of about fifteen or sixteen years old skipped into the private room. Without a word of greeting, she sat down directly at your table.]

[From the moment she entered, her gaze never left you, staring at you with a beaming smile.]

[You instinctively sized her up—and as you did, your heart couldn't help but skip a beat.]

[A jade hairpin was tucked slantwise into her hair. Its style was plain, yet a faint brilliance flowed within it, clearly sealing an extremely powerful force.]

[Furthermore, a green jade pendant hung at her waist. You sensed a Divine Thought dormant within it, its aura so terrifying it sent a chill through your heart.]

[That wasn't all.]

[There was also the purple gauze dress she wore. The material was as light as mist, yet it emitted faint fluctuations of Law—enough to withstand a full-strength strike from a high-level Cultivator.]

[And hanging from her neck was a pendant. It looked unremarkable, but you could tell at a glance that it was anything but ordinary.]

[Good heavens, she was armed to the teeth.]

[This girl's background was definitely not simple.]

[Yu Hong and the other two looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion.]

[Yu Ji's expression darkened as she asked, "Who are you? Why have you come uninvited?"]

[The girl acted as if she hadn't heard, ignoring her completely. She continued to size you up, her eyes looking as if she were examining some rare artifact.]

[You quietly swept her with your Divine Sense—and your heart immediately sank.]

[How... could you not see through her cultivation level?]

[Was there something wrong with you?]

[Or had something gone wrong with your practice of the Void-Reality Seamlessness technique?]

[However, she looked to be only in her teens and showed no signs of disguise. Her own strength likely wasn't that high—otherwise, she wouldn't need to be so heavily armed.]

[You simply spoke up: "We are total strangers. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to just sit down like this?"]

["My name is Murong Zhaozhao," she said, her eyes still fixed on you without blinking. "Doesn't that make us acquaintances now?"]

[Pausing for a moment, she added: "Besides, don't all people go from being strangers to understanding each other, and then to being familiar?"]

[Being stared at by her made you feel a bit uneasy, so you made a joke: "The way you're looking at me, you haven't taken a liking to me, have you?"]

[Murong Zhaozhao shook her head seriously, though the smile on her face deepened: "It's not that I've taken a liking to you, it's that the Luck on your body is very strange—it makes me particularly curious."]

[Hearing this, your expression tightened slightly.]

[She could see through your Luck?]

[There was only one possibility for such a person—she was a daughter of luck.]

[Only a Son or daughter of luck could be naturally sensitive to Luck, able to see the depth of others' Luck and the trends of fortune or calamity, thereby deciding whether to befriend or avoid them.]

[This was their innate talent.]

[You knew this because of the insights you gained after reaching the basic level of the Aura Gazing Technique.]

[You guessed that the Lu family's search for a son-in-Law must have drawn the top Prodigies from all over the Immortal Realm to watch the show.]

[You smiled, and your tone softened: "Then what have you seen?"]

["Your Luck is so strange," Murong Zhaozhao said, her eyes full of curiosity as she stared at you. "One moment it's a rich gold, and the next it's a murky black."]

["I've never seen anyone like you."]

["What does that mean?" you hurriedly asked.]

[You couldn't perform divination for yourself right now, so you had no idea whether the future held fortune or disaster.]

[You also understood—a shift in fate often happens in a single thought.]

[For instance, where you go and what you do will silently cause your destiny to change.]

[Murong Zhaozhao pursed her lips and said seriously: "Well... if it's gold, it means you have a great Opportunity; if it's black, then it's a great crisis."]

["But yours changes from one moment to the next... it's as if you're not within the Five Elements and are not bound by fate."]

[As she spoke, she began to shake her own head: "No, no, how could there be such Luck? It's impossible."]

["Can you be a bit more direct?" Your face darkened.]

["She means that your fate is in your own hands," Yu Ji said, rolling her eyes at you.]

["What's so strange about that? Isn't everyone like that?" you asked seriously.]

[Murong Zhaozhao immediately retorted: "You don't understand... do you know what it means to be outside the Five Elements?"]

["Being outside the Five Elements doesn't mean transcending heaven and earth; it means jumping out of the established river of Karma."]

["Ordinary Cultivators, no matter how strong, have Luck that follows a traceable path: they prosper if they follow it and perish if they defy it. It's all within their destiny."]

["But you are different. Your Luck isn't a fixed trajectory; it moves according to your will."]

["With one thought of kindness, golden light radiates for ten thousand feet; with one thought of evil, black Qi towers to the heavens."]

["This isn't Luck... it's that you, yourself, are fate."]

[You asked speechlessly, "Can you speak in plain English?"]

[Yu Ji smiled at you: "What she means is, for an ordinary person, charging into the Wuji Immortal Sect would be certain death. That result of certain death is their destiny and cannot be changed."]

["But for you, it's not necessarily so. If you charge into the Wuji Immortal Sect, it's impossible to determine if it's a destiny of certain death. It might even turn out to be a great Opportunity."]

[Murong Zhaozhao nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Exactly, that's exactly what I meant."]

[You nodded thoughtfully and asked again, "Then ordinary Cultivators can't defy heaven and change their fate?"]

["They can, but there are very few ways, and the backlash is extremely heavy. Most people wouldn't dare touch it," Murong Zhaozhao answered seriously.]

[After saying this, she suddenly switched to a smiling face and looked at you expectantly: "Can I come to see you often lately? I want to observe you properly and see what's really going on with you."]

[Without a second thought, you immediately nodded.]

[Having such a daughter of luck who can seek fortune and avoid calamity by your side—isn't that a massive Opportunity in itself?]

[It might save you from many detours.]

[Just as you were thinking—]

[A cold voice suddenly cut in:]

["Zhaozhao, why are you mixing with this group of ants? Aren't you afraid of lowering your status?"]

[You all looked toward the voice. The speaker was a man.]

[His eyes were sharp as knives, Spiritual Qi flowed around him, and his aura was completely undisguised—Early Nascent Soul Stage.]

[Murong Zhaozhao looked over coldly: "Sima Tao, aren't you annoying? Why do you keep following me?"]

[Sima Tao immediately changed his expression, looking at Murong Zhaozhao with a face full of smiles: "Zhaozhao..."]

["Don't call me Zhaozhao, we aren't that close yet." Murong Zhaozhao's face turned cold as she immediately interrupted him.]

[Upon hearing the name Sima Tao, you instantly remembered someone and asked immediately, "Sima Tao? From the Sima Immortal Clan?"]

[Sima Tao frowned as he looked at you: "You know this Young Master?"]