Chapter 30: Struck a Stroke of Luck

Somewhere within the Inner Grotto-Heaven, a red medicinal herb radiating with spiritual energy swayed in the wind.

Soul-Nurturing Grass.

It had the effect of nurturing the soul, a rare and priceless treasure.

Red signified it had reached a thousand years of age—making it even more scarce.

In the shadows, Qin Mengyu and Qin Ruoshuang concealed their presence, quietly waiting for their prey to take the bait.

As for Qin Mu, he was waiting inside a circle, forbidden from stepping out until his two sisters returned.

This strange sense of déjà vu—why did it feel so familiar?

Tang ‘Qin Mu’ Sanzang.

Qin Mu lay sprawled on the ground, staring at the sky.

He was utterly bored.

There were a few books to pass the time, but after last night’s events, even his spiritual nourishment was gone.

While Young Master Qin was pondering the meaning of life, a rustling sound came from the bushes ahead.

Qin Mu jumped to his feet.

A figure emerged, looked at Qin Mu, and spoke with a haughty tone.

“Hey, did you see anything appear?”

Qin Mu saw that the other’s clothing resembled his own, likely a fellow Dao Sect disciple.

“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking questions?”

The other snorted.

“Reveal my name, and you’ll tremble—Chen Shuo!”

Chen Shuo expected Qin Mu to be shocked upon hearing his name.

But the boy simply scratched the back of his head and replied calmly.

“Oh.”

Chen Shuo.

Qin Mu felt the name was somewhat familiar.

Where had he heard it before?

Seeing Qin Mu also dressed as a Dao Sect disciple, Chen Shuo felt no recognition.

It seemed this one wasn’t a competitor.

The position of Dao Sect Holy Son was destined to be his!

Seeing that Qin Mu seemed clueless, Chen Shuo prepared to leave.

Qin Mu stared at this baffling person, at a loss.

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared on the ground in front of him, and a round, palm-sized object materialized.

“What’s this?”

Qin Mu bent down curiously to pick it up.

It felt cool and smooth.

Chen Shuo turned abruptly.

His eyes widened at the item in Qin Mu’s hand.

“Marrow Cleansing Fruit!”

He never imagined that something so coveted by so many would end up in Qin Mu’s hands just like that.

“So that’s its name!”

Qin Mu examined the round object in his hand.

He couldn’t believe it.

So many people were desperately searching for it, yet he found it so easily.

His luck was truly extraordinary!

From now on, call him the Child of Fortune, thank you very much!

The next moment, the Marrow Cleansing Fruit suddenly erupted with light, transforming into a stream that shot into his dantian.

Whoa!

Qin Mu was startled, hastily circulating his True Qi toward his dantian.

As soon as the True Qi entered, a scorching sensation spread throughout his body.

“Argh!”

A wave of intense pain coursed through him—he could even feel his bones fracturing.

Watching Qin Mu writhe in agony, Chen Shuo realized there was no mistake.

This guy had absorbed the Marrow Cleansing Fruit.

Or rather—the Marrow Cleansing Fruit had chosen Qin Mu.

As for the reason…

Not long ago.

The Soul-Nurturing Grass, such a precious treasure, quickly attracted numerous fierce beasts.

But under the overwhelming aura released by the two Yuan Ying stage Qin sisters, they fled in terror.

The sisters waited patiently.

Finally, a glowing sphere appeared, its energy fluctuations unmistakably those of a Marrow Cleansing Fruit.

When the Marrow Cleansing Fruit drew close enough to the Soul-Nurturing Grass, both Qin Ruoshuang and Qin Mengyu struck simultaneously.

Last time, because Qin Ruoshuang acted alone, it escaped.

But now, with Qin Mengyu present, and both Yuan Ying acting together, plus the Formation set in advance, they instantly captured the Marrow Cleansing Fruit.

Qin Ruoshuang grabbed the fruit that had previously slipped from her grasp.

“Running again?”

The Marrow Cleansing Fruit seemed to sense Qin Ruoshuang’s icy sword intent and trembled violently.

Qin Mengyu withdrew the Formation, gazed at the Marrow Cleansing Fruit, and smiled in satisfaction.

“This makes things much easier.”

“What now?”

Qin Ruoshuang was never good at such complicated matters.

If something could be solved with force, she never bothered with words.

Moreover, the Marrow Cleansing Fruit was a spiritual treasure, possessing its own will.

Forcing it down could backfire.

Qin Mengyu said,

“I’ve prepared for this. Before we arrived, I sprinkled Marrow Cleansing Fruit powder on Mu’er. Even if it’s an external Marrow Cleansing Fruit, in the face of danger, it will flee toward Mu’er and regard him as its own kind.”

With that, Qin Ruoshuang released her grip, her cold sword intent pressing upon the Marrow Cleansing Fruit.

Whoosh.

The fruit bolted.

And thus, Qin Mu, believing he had stumbled into great fortune, was born.

Now, Qin Mu was in such pain he nearly lost consciousness—muscles tearing, bones breaking, meridians shifting.

Chen Shuo watched Qin Mu’s agonized state from the side, True Qi swirling in his hand.

Even now, it was still possible to extract the Marrow Cleansing Fruit.

Besides, if an ordinary disciple’s Jade Token broke a few times, the sect wouldn’t care much.