Quick Wear: Heaven Always Favors Me

Chapter 950 The 4th 5S World 20

Jiang Yao looked at a ball of black gas emerging from Wen Mujin's neck. Her originally clear eyes suddenly became turbid. The ball of black gas continuously absorbed the luck, growing stronger and stronger, and finally condensed into a soul body. The shadowy figure could be made out to be a woman.

Strange power.

It looks like an alien planet, but it is not an alien planet.

Jiang Yao tried to use her spiritual sense to cut off the tiny luck lines around Wen Mu Jin, but unexpectedly, it was much more difficult than cutting off Linghu Chen's luck line.

Jiang Yao used his spiritual sense to try for a long time but only managed to cut off one.

Wen Mujin and the dark soul did not notice anything wrong and continued their conversation.

"Broken? When?" Wen Mujin looked surprised, obviously not realizing this.

“I don’t know either.” The soul shook his head and said, “Perhaps it’s because Linghu Chen’s Heavenly Dao luck is too strong, and there is another stunning beauty beside him.”

At this point, Wen Mujin's face darkened: "I did what you said before and linked the luck of everyone on Jianfeng to myself, but why is it still not up to the standard of the son of luck?"

The soul sneered: "Why?"

The illusory hands held Wen Mujin's face and said sarcastically, "If you were half as pretty as that woman today, you would be able to do twice as well with half the effort no matter what you do."

Wen Mujin's face changed slightly when she heard that. She clenched her fist on the table. The soul body continued to taunt, "And I also said that Jiang Yao has the most luck in the entire Jianfeng. What's the point of you just taking away the luck of Jian Zun and those true disciples?"

"It's funny, do you really think quantity can make up for quality? There are only a few geniuses in this world. Even if you take away the luck of all the disciples of Chengtian Sect, you can only get enough to meet Linghu Chen."

Wen Mujin said in a cold tone: "Then what can I do? If I don't absorb the luck of those people, I'm afraid I won't even have a Nascent Soul now."

“So you have to go faster and go to other sects to suppress other geniuses, so that you can become the son of destiny recognized by other sects.” The soul body gently guided, “If you always stay in Chengtian Sect, you can only stay in the Nascent Soul Stage.”

Wen Mujin hesitated: "But you also said that if I stay away from those people, my luck line will be broken sooner or later."

The soul body sighed and said, "I said that the luck lines of these disciples are irrelevant, and you have already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Is there any need for them to exist?"

Wen Mujin was convinced: "You are right, I will leave Chengtianmen after this celebration."

The soul was slightly satisfied after hearing this: "It's good to have such awareness."

As he spoke, the soul body circled around the pile of luck lines and said with disdain: "These people don't have much luck left. They can be discarded as abandoned pawns."

Wen Mujin raised her eyes without any emotion: "Well, if there is no luck supply line, just cut it off directly, no need to ask me."

Upon hearing this, the soul raised its hand and cut off a large area of ​​luck lines, and the entire room suddenly became much emptier.

"You should find some monks with more luck, and do whatever it takes, understand?" After dealing with the soul, he returned to Wen Mujin's side, "If there is really no other way, let me possess your body, it's better than your extremely plain face."

Wen Mujin bit her lower lip, obviously hurt by the soul's words.

As he spoke, the soul transformed into an extremely clear face.

It directly transformed into the appearance of Jiang Yao. Although her skin was black and her eyes were empty, that face was still extremely stunning.

The soul said proudly: "Well, I can also achieve this effect. If I use this face, within a few years, all those chosen ones will be gathered by me. Why would I have to be so scheming for decades like you? The spirit stones I have earned are enough, but the luck of heaven is still so little."

Wen Mujin clenched her fists even tighter. Her tone was filled with anger, and she even gritted her teeth. "I know, but if we act too hastily, we will be discovered, right? You don't want to go back to that dark laboratory, do you? Don't forget that we are on the same line."

After hearing Wen Mujin's words, the soul was not angry at all, and even showed an expression of enjoyment. She took a deep breath and grinned: "Sure enough, there is no progress. Just one sentence can make you so angry."

As he spoke, the soul moved closer to Wen Mujin, and the two were just close enough to kiss.

The soul caressed Wen Mujin's face affectionately and said in a low voice: "If you are always so excited in front of me, it will be easy for me to eat you up."

Jiang Yao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows at these words that sounded like a romantic tease.

Wen Mujin's expression did not change. She frowned and looked at the soul and said, "Don't use that woman's face. It's disgusting."

The soul body chuckled, but obediently blurred its face: "Complete your Nascent Soul Ceremony as soon as possible and go to other sects."

"Got it." Wen Mujin responded expressionlessly.

"Don't let us down again this time. If our luck is gone, we two won't be able to stay in this world at all. If I am caught and taken back, you won't have an easy life either." The soul saw Wen Mujin's indifference and warned him again in a harsh voice.

The soul turned into a black smoke, sank into Wen Mujin's body and disappeared.

She originally came here to cut off the luck lines around Wen Mu Jin, but she didn't expect that Wen Mu Jin and her unknown soul would directly help her accomplish this task.

This saved Jiang Yao the trouble of doing it herself.

Jiang Yao originally planned to kill Wen Mujin here, but perhaps there was a better way.

Jiang Yao looked at the luck lines connected to Wen Mujin's body. Although there were two-thirds fewer than before, there were still quite a few connected to her body.

Maybe she should wait.

Jiang Yao deepened the spiritual power mark on Wen Mujin's body, turned around and left Wen Mujin's room.

She came to the Sword Master’s cave.

The temperature here is colder and more deserted than anywhere else on Jianfeng.

Jiang Yao easily concealed the restriction and walked into the cave.

Her purpose was very clear, and she went straight to Sword Master's training room.

The door of the room had already condensed into a layer of frost. When I touched it, I felt like my fingers were about to be frozen off.

Jiang Yao did not rush in rashly, but first used his spiritual sense to explore.

Through his spiritual sense, Jiang Yao saw Sword Master lying on his thousand-year-old black ice bed, dying and almost dead.