Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1095 - 532: A New Seven-Colored Life Chart: Ten Thousand Lives Reincarnation

"Eh? Is the Gate of the Void's random teleportation ready to activate once more?"

Right then, a ripple surged through Jiang Fan's mind.

He felt that activating the random teleportation was possible again.

Truth be told, chances like this came rarely.

After all, the majority of such teleports hurled him into peril-filled zones.

Regular cultivators had no way to master them.

Yet, blessed with destiny hints, he could precisely identify those teleports leading to secure spots brimming with fortunes.

Thus, each activation of random teleportation brought him massive gains.

In the worst case, he'd shift to a far-off location.

Flying solo, who could say when he'd span those boundless expanses.

The Gate of the Void's random teleportation, however, slashed his travel time dramatically.

Plus, he could plant a spatial anchor for later jumps.

The advantages were simply overwhelming.

"Alright, time to test it out."

With these thoughts, Jiang Fan wasted no time.

He always anticipated fresh destinations from teleportation; even if not loaded with chances, they broadened his reachable territories, offering huge value.

Boom~~

Without delay, he summoned the Gate of the Void, spending just ten million spirit stones for this jump.

Likely, the landing spot stayed nearby, confined to the Void Realm.

Truth was, he'd barely scratched the surface of the Void Realm so far.

The Great Thousand Worlds stretched far too immensely.

Whoosh!

The instant after, Jiang Fan passed through the Gate of the Void, arriving elsewhere.

He stood atop a lofty mountain summit.

Gazing afar, infinite ridges of mountains extended without limit.

Surrounding him rose massive ancient trees, dense foliage, and lively emerald meadows teeming with vitality.

It felt like stepping into an ancient woodland paradise.

This eased his mind somewhat—no drop into the Demon Realm or worse.

The local Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi felt average, much like the Eastern Continent's.

Only issue: he had no clue exactly where in the Void Realm this was.

Boom~~~

Just then, vital data flooded straight into his sea of consciousness core.

"Through the Gate of the Void, you've reached the Northern Continent. Here lie endless opportunities, drawing myriad prodigies, yet few survive to maturity—most perish midway, their Daos severed. You might alter one prodigy's doom."

"Destiny offers you a hint."

"Destiny Hint One: Travel three thousand kilometers northeast to find a sixteen-year-old boy chased by foes. Intervene to rescue him, averting his fated end entirely; he could yield surprising rewards later."

"Destiny Hint Two: Ignore the rescue, and his doom seals, spawning massive uncertainties and future perils."

Feeling this intel, Jiang Fan arched a brow.

Frankly, he hadn't anticipated a destiny hint striking now.

What's more, this abrupt crisis targeted not him, but another.

It implied the boy held extraordinary potential, possibly a key player in the Void Realm's future.

Else, destiny wouldn't flag it so pointedly.

"Fascinating— this abrupt destiny alert urging me to rescue that boy?"

"Is he a Child of Fortune, perhaps?"

Rubbing his chin, Jiang Fan grew more intrigued by this unseen youth.

Events like this were exceedingly scarce.

Still, he'd pulled off alike feats: aiding Li Changsheng via a Seven-Colored Life Chart, and Ye Linglong through Immortal Destiny—both heaven-defying talents marked by fate.

Whoosh!

Mind made up, he shot off northeast without pause.

......

Meanwhile, within the Northern Continent's Forest of Blue Birds.

A youth clad in crude burlap dashed frantically in flight.

Yet deep in his eyes flickered boundless worldly fatigue, like one who'd weathered eons.

Chu Qiudao was his name.

Within him dwelled a Seven-Colored Life Chart—Ten Thousand Lives Reincarnation.

True to its title, this chart granted him ten thousand reincarnations.

Death merely looped him back to rebirth, memories from prior incarnations largely intact.

Possessing such a chart, under ideal conditions, even a swine might ascend to immortality.

To date, he'd cycled through forty-nine rebirths.

This marked his fiftieth existence.

His debut life unfolded in a mortal world, blessed moderately as scion of a modest martial clan, free from want, able to pursue Martial Dao.

Eventually discovering cultivators, he craved their path—but lacked spirit root, wasting decades fruitlessly, expiring at century's end in regret.

He'd figured that was the end, yet it proved merely the start.

Thus began his second reincarnation cycle.

Regrettably, fortune soured; born serf's spawn, he slaved fields like an ox his whole days.

Had he reached eighteen, first life's Martial Dao recollections might've shattered his fetters—but heaven's wrath and mortal woes claimed him early.