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1067: Chapter 153 Destined 1067: Chapter 153 Destined “It looks like this ti, things are really going to be bad.”

Among all the extraordinary powers Lu Ping’an had encountered, “Fate” was probably the most magical and inconceivable.

Whether it was “Adverse Fate,” “the Xue Family’s Doom,” or what was now called “Martial Destiny,” it was hard to detect with the naked eye, and most people weren’t even aware of it, yet it genuinely related to everyone’s life and death.

“My personal inclination is that this is a fundantal logic of how the world operates, it is intangible yet exists, affecting everyone, yet leaves no trace.”

“The ‘Road’?

Burn Heaven?

Or things like causality, a few prophets have seen it, understood it, expounded it, tried to use it, and then were killed by it….”

Lu Ping’an also realized that each world’s “Luck Rules” were different—so worlds pursued “Karmic Retribution,” others were blatantly “Law of the Jungle,” and so even encouraged “Winner Takes All.”

As for the rules of Earth, if one really had to say, they were probably the cruel and direct “Survival of the Fittest.”

The stronger an individual was, the more they would attract the headwinds of fate.

After breaking through, they would welco a new round of significant gains, and then…

collide with another so-called one who is favored by fate.

In the end, the survivor would rise to a higher level, while the loser would beco “Nutrients” for the victor.

Many who moved from third-tier to fourth-tier, sixth-tier to Rule-level, Quasi-God to True Gods faced the most painful monts of their lives…

Those waves of headwinds have blown away many unfortunate souls.

It seems to be a selection chanism, allowing the qualified to quickly take shape, and they are destined not to beco re decoration…

“Our world is in a hurry, very much in a hurry, it’s being dragged into the Abyss, and is instinctively saving itself…”

“Our world is poor, very poor, it has limited resources, and if it lacks compassion and personality, it naturally only wants to use its resources to nurture the most potential-filled children…”

“Our world is crowded, it has already integrated too many Deities and high-end life forms, if they cannot bring ‘value,’ and lose the possibility of further evolution, then the world at least hopes they will stop wasting nutrients and space….”

The Eye of Truth can see through more than just the objects in front of it.

With the understanding of the “world,” Lu Ping’an vaguely knew there was no turning back…

Big Cat was an exterminated outcast of the world, and if he stayed in place or arrogantly tried to engulf this world, he would eventually follow that path.

“Only by continuously progressing….”

Lu Ping’an had long been aware that unless he was willing to move to the Foreign Domain, this was the inevitable outco.

What was to co would always arrive, inescapable and unavoidable; if one tried for a “fail-safe” approach like Big Cat, then that “fail” would find them soon enough.

“Haha, it turns out that 99.9% of the audience bet on Lu Ping’an’s victory…

huh, the host will reveal here that the host himself is that 0.01%, the host not only doesn’t fancy Lu Ping’an’s chances but is even contemplating how long he can hold out.”

When soone in the sky said so odd phrases, causing a stir of astonishnt among the audience and the contestants, Lu Ping’an was not at all surprised.

Is that so?

He nodded, looking thoughtfully at the girl in the distance.

The Divine Secret Realm does not an the Deity already knows everything; on the contrary, most of the “Secrets” It has no right to disclose.

But with the Divine Position of “Fate,” it’s as if the computer had a set of automatic running chanisms.

If soone were to interact with the computer, inevitably giving away so of their own information, then it would perform verification according to the “rules” provided…

They always consider results and deduce processes based on the outco.

However, as an eighth-tier and senior old stager who’d lived through countless years, Gan Qianyun made a judgnt based on just so ons.

The weaker in this match was not the seemingly harmless little girl opposite, but the smooth-sailing Lu Ping’an.

“I’m afraid this will be the first real test….”

Like Gan Qianyun, when he saw the “arena,” Lu Ping’an was sure of the destined hardship of this match.

“…

It’s actually my ho turf environnt.

Heh, my ho turf environnt turns out to be like this ghostly scene, huh?”

Lu Ping’an knew, of course, he knew.

The city ruins before him were a wasteland reminiscent of Doomsday, although the most “feared” landscape to him, it was indeed his strongest battlefield.

The complex urban terrain was perfect for his various tactical designs, and the broken buildings, the vast amount of vines and plants on the ground, let the resurgent primordial forest occupy most of the city’s structure.

In one third of the city, however, the area was filled with water.

This place was not an empty void of ruins; on the contrary, it brimd with various dangerous life forms…

“…The more complex the environnt is, the more there are man-made objects and natural objects, the better it suits to perform, huh?”

The Secret Realm caused the opposite of the expected effect, presenting Lu Ping’an with the most suitable battlefield for him.

But it also nearly clearly indicated that in this battle, Lu Ping’an was the weaker party, one who needed proper care if there was to be any chance of success.

“Huff huff, finally arrived…

Brother, aren’t you running away?”

The adorable Qian Xiaomu arrived in front of Lu Ping’an, panting.

Her little legs and stamina below average indeed made her detest such big and overly complex battlefields.

“Why would I run?”

“I an…

The other ‘’ said, Brother, you are very smart.

You already know you can’t defeat Xiao Mu, so you would keep your distance.

Whether it’s probing or exhausting, it’s better than being caught by directly.”

“The other ‘’, huh…”

Upon hearing this, Lu Ping’an showed a bitter smile.

There had been quite a few slip-ups along the way; the little one’s “outrageousness” sotis far exceeded the thoughts she should have.

Just by this sentence alone, Lu Ping’an had co up with four or five conjectures, each one more difficult to deal with than the last.

Was it a dual personality?

A Divine Son with a spiritualized physique?

A little old demoness playing cute, or…

“…The other ‘’ wants to talk to you, is that okay?”

The little girl’s hopeful gaze was right before his eyes.

At this mont, could Lu Ping’an possibly refuse?

He pondered for a bit, reviewing how many people he had offended along the way, which big boss might be coming after him in a roundabout way…

“Ugh, too many to count…”

Evil Gods from the Foreign Domain, Lin Nu, the Aus people, participants of the Blood Feast, the Blood-crows, and even forr competitors of the Big Cat could all be potential troublemakers seeking him out, not to ntion that his actions of seeking the Sun Holy Fire from the Silent Mountain Range could have provoked the hostility of a fleeing Sun God.

“Is this what growing up feels like?

Uncountable enemies…

Forget it, I’m tired of this, let’s just destroy it.”

And even if Lu Ping’an really was prepared ntally, when his “opponent” truly appeared in front of him, he was still truly shocked.

“Older sister!!”

Yes, the person before him, still with black hair and black eyes, the girl who not long ago appeared before Eve as “the last person she wanted to et”—Fei’er Kerdalais.

Within seconds, Qian Xiaomu grew at a rate visible to the naked eye.

When that simple short hair turned into long hair, and the once childlike eyes now brimd with wisdom, a woman appeared opposite Lu Ping’an.

“Thank you for taking care of the other ‘’, and my sister…”

The black-haired, black-eyed woman spoke in a slow tone, gentle and unhurried.

She appeared much more mature than the one in mory, looking to be about in her twenties, lacking that mory’s “immaturity” and “inexperience”…

The person Eve dreaded to confront was the “sister” from the past, not this Ink Chrysanthemum Princess who had journeyed alone for decades.

Just a glance, and Lu Ping’an knew that the situation was probably quite bad…

“…Rule-level, a true Rule-level.”

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