Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Speculations
The interior of Chu Xueyu’s palace was bathed in a soft, ethereal glow provided by floating lanterns carved from dragon-eye jade.
In the private quarters of Shen Haoran, the air was filled with the scent of high-grade spirit incense and the quiet, rhythmic humming of protective arrays, capable of even withstanding full blown attack from a Supre.
Shen Haoran sat on the edge of his massive bed, his feet resting firmly on the polished floor, while Ning Xueli knelt behind him, massaging his shoulders.
Her movents were fluid and practiced, her slender fingers applying just the right amount of pressure to his shoulders, working out the residual tension of a year spent in the muddy lower realms.
"Haoran," Xueli began, her voice low and focused, "there are only three people you should truly worry about in this upcoming tournant. The first is the Descendant of the Third Enshrined Elder, Shen Tao; the second is the Descendant of the Second Enshrined Elder, Shen Jian; and finally, the Disciple of the First Enshrined Elder, Shen Fei. All three of them have officially reached the Nascent Soul realm within the last six months."
He frowned, "Shen Tao? Isn’t that the guy whose Supre Bone was stolen, and was deed crippled and unable to cultivate? He’s actually part of the Crown?"
Truthfully, Haoran didn’t really pay any attention to the mbers of the Crowns, after all, in his mind, they were far inferior to him.
"Yes. But he was able to actually defy his fate and beca a genuine body cultivator. With no Qi to rely on, he trained his body to break their limits and possessed the combat power of a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator."
Haoran leaned his head back slightly, his golden eyes half-closed as he absorbed the information.
"... that’s, interesting. And the fourth to tenth?" he asked, his tone devoid of any real concern.
"Nothing to worry about," Xueli replied, shifting her weight to focus on the knot in his left shoulder. "The fourth Crown, Shen Xinye, is currently stuck at the peak of the Golden Core realm, struggling with a foundation bottleneck. The tenth is even further behind, only at the 8th Stage of the Golden Core. In truth, the gap between the top three and the rest is like a chasm."
"Heh," Haoran let out a short, dry chuckle. "So only three are actually worth sothing? It seems like the Shen Clan’s younger generation is getting worse and worse. In my mother’s generation, every single mber of the Ten Crowns was already at the Nascent Soul realm by the ti they turned twenty five. The youngest of them was only twenty-four years old when they reached that realm."
As he thought that, Haoran suddenly furrowed his brows as a look of deep contemplation crossing his face.
The quality of the spiritual Qi in this domain has remained constant for a hundred thousand years, not to ntion their cultivation techniques have only beco more refined and efficient over ti.
Logically speaking, their talents and their rate of progression should be vastly superior to those of the past.
Why does it seem like they have regressed now?
He rubbed his jaw, his mind spinning through various theories of bloodline degradation and karmic shifts.
It seems they have gotten unlucky, and have produced trashy... descendants.
Unlucky?
Suddenly, his eyes widened slightly as a thought occurred to him—a possibility that the "Heavenly Dao" he so despised was deliberately suppressing the growth of their clan.
No, he already ca to the conclusion before that the Heavenly Dao doesn’t have an unlimited Luck to give to its chosen, so during the first few years, the chosen was basically taking the luck of people around them, causing those people to suffer misfortune.
If the Heavenly Dao doesn’t have much luck to give, then why is it still creating boatloads of Chosens? Where is it getting all its luck to create them?
There is only one possibility; it’s taking the luck from others.
And the Shen Clan, having been around since the ancient tis, have accumulated insane amounts of luck.
But, how does the Heavenly Dao take their luck?
It couldn’t possibly be taking it directly, after all, if it can do that, then it would’ve done so already and drained their clan of its luck.
The reason why he believes it couldn’t do that is because he was still born. And he also possessed quite a high amount of luck.
For now, he can only think of one possible way, and that is, to turn those people who possessed certain amount of luck away from the Shen Clan.
In other words, the Heavenly Dao will create various circumstances to make the Shen Clan into a "villain
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