Beauty and the Bodyguard Chapter 11503 - 11501: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms!
Previously on Beauty and the Bodyguard...
Chapter 11503: The Three Kingdoms’ Conflict!
“One can be pardoned for sins against heaven, but for sins committed against oneself, there is no escape.”
“Since you refuse to recognize what is good for you, do not hold a grudge when I refuse to leave you a path of survival.”
“Lin Yi, meeting me is your fortune; try not to be too resentful when you pass away. In the end, you brought this upon yourself.”
As he spoke, an unprecedented concentration of Fate began to rapidly coalesce within the center of his palm.
Lin Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly at the sight.
Within the Inner Court, while Fate remained a coveted currency for everyone, it was no longer considered a rarity. Many individuals were capable of producing tens or even hundreds of thousands of Fate without much effort.
...
However, this was the first time Lin Yi had witnessed such a staggering amount of luck gathered in one place.
It was a full million Fate!
Following his conquest of the Night Palace, Lin Yi’s personal fortune had surpassed tens of millions; by his own estimation, it was now in the hundreds of millions!
But ultimately, that was his total fortune, not the immediate luck he could expend at a moment's notice.
Total wealth and liquid cash are two entirely different concepts.
The visual impact of a million Fate gathered together was unparalleled, regardless of the setting.
This was especially true considering this wasn't just common luck, but the far more precious luck of the ancestors!
The experience truly broadened Lin Yi’s horizons.
“Do you have any idea what it feels like to have millions of luck descend upon your body?” Mr. Gu inquired with a smirk, noting Lin Yi’s stunned expression.
“Is it so overwhelming that you faint from joy?”
“You fool.”
“Hmph!” Mr. Gu snorted with pure disdain. “Since you’re so eager to lose consciousness, I shall grant your wish right now.”
With those words, he thrust his right palm—brimming with a million points of luck—directly toward Lin Yi.
The strike itself appeared unremarkable. At a glance, it looked like a basic physical brawl. It didn't even seem as polished as the movements of an old man practicing in a public park.
How could such a move hope to land a hit?
Yet, Lin Yi’s sharp intuition screamed that this palm could do more than just hit someone; it could annihilate most residents of the inner court, including those legendary supreme masters revered by the world.
Facing a palm strike powered by a million luck points, Lin Yi didn't feel lucky at all; instead, he felt the crushing weight of the entire world!
From time to time, the very heavens and earth seem to work in unison.
For the first time, Lin Yi realized that the favor of the world could essentially be purchased.
Even though he possessed an equal amount of luck, Lin Yi felt a sense of rejection and hostility pressing in from every direction.
No matter his next move, he would be met with obstacles and forced to struggle against the current.
Being haunted by such misfortune was practically the same as being treated like someone whose luck had completely gone bankrupt.
Mr. Gu let out a sneer as he watched Lin Yi attempt to use his sword to intercept the assault of his million luck points.
“If I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t entertain such naive thoughts. Aren't you concerned that your blade might shatter?”
With Lin Yi’s luck currently at rock bottom, it was easy to see why the weapon might break.
Predictably, despite the lack of physical contact, a visible fissure manifested on the surface of the Demonic Devouring Sword.
“I see now that wealth truly allows one to do as they please. I’ve learned something today,” Lin Yi said, nodding his head.
Simultaneously, a massive surge of Fate enveloped the surface of the Demonic Devouring Sword.
While it didn't reach the staggering million Fate of his opponent, it was at least three hundred thousand.
Given Lin Yi’s current riches, producing this small amount of luck was no difficult task.
Cloaked in three hundred thousand Fate, the crack that had just formed on the Demonic Devouring Sword was mended instantly. The palm strike carrying a million Fate was actually sliced clean through by the blade.
“You actually know how to spend luck?” Mr. Gu’s eyelids gave a nervous twitch.
“I only just picked it up,” Lin Yi replied with genuine sincerity.
“...”
Mr. Gu didn't believe a single word of that nonsense.
Throwing around wealth might seem simple on the surface—just a matter of smashing luck against a problem. It appeared that as long as one was powerful and rich, they could control it with ease. In reality, that was far from the truth.
To truly harness the power of providence and force the heavens and earth to cooperate, the difficulty was no less than mastering any profound law.
Even with Mr. Gu’s natural talent, he had required a century of secluded meditation to reach his current level of proficiency.
If Lin Yi hadn't practiced this before, it meant he had mastered it after seeing it only once.
Could such a thing even be possible?
If such a monstrous existence truly lived in this world, Mr. Gu felt he should have found a block of tofu to bash his head against long ago. He would find it too humiliating to keep living.
He had no way of knowing that Lin Yi wasn't being dishonest.
With a cheat like the World’s Will active, no technique or profound secret could remain hidden from his eyes.
Especially after his ten thousand years of Cultivation in the Sin World, Lin Yi’s grasp of the fundamental nature of power had ascended to an entirely new tier.
The underlying theory of the "spending wealth" technique was incredibly dense to an average cultivator.
To him, however, it was essentially transparent. He didn't even need to exert mental effort to decipher it.
This level of insight into the mechanics of power was far more terrifying than the growth of his raw Cultivation strength.
Whether it was his ability to mimic techniques on the spot, his capacity to spend vast luck, or his ease in escaping the ancestral worship array, these were all merely the tip of the iceberg.
“You can start being serious now,” Lin Yi remarked calmly.
Mr. Gu’s heart skipped a beat.
He did indeed have strength held in reserve, but how had this brat seen through him?
It must be a lucky guess, Mr. Gu told himself. However, his movements ceased entirely as he finally gave Lin Yi his full, undivided attention.
“Three breaths. Provided I slay you within three breaths, I will not have to endure any backlash.”
Mr. Gu declared his intention.
In other words, he was entirely certain he could finish Lin Yi in that short span of time.
“It won't even take that long,” Lin Yi said, shaking his head.
“At least you know your place.”
Mr. Gu didn't suspect a double meaning. Immediately, a colossal amount of luck began to swarm around his body.
One million, two million, three million...
Ten million!
A staggering ten million Fate!
In that moment, shrouded by tens of millions in providence, Mr. Gu’s form became hazy and impossible to gauge.
Lin Yi found himself momentarily speechless.
He had correctly identified his opponent's hidden depth, but seeing ten million luck points in reality provided a psychological shock akin to a commoner seeing a truck full of cash on the street. No normal person could remain entirely unmoved.
And that was merely the opening act.
The aura radiating from Mr. Gu began to surge violently.
In the blink of an eye, his power level jumped by an entire magnitude.
Just moments before, he was a Heaven class early phase Venerable; now, he had ascended directly to the very peak of the early phase!
At the level of a Heaven Rank Venerable, because one is so close to the limits of the Mortal Realm, even the smallest breakthrough is exponentially more difficult than anything that came before.