"Reporting, Host! Only when he dies, his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, will the Son of Destiny of this world truly perish."
"Even if a living Son of Destiny has all his Luck Points plundered, he still possesses the destiny of a Son of Destiny. As time passes and his cultivation increases, his Luck Points will still start from 0 and gradually grow."
"Is that so? Then that's good."
Zhou Fan suddenly thought of a very capitalistic idea.
"System, if I cripple a Son of Destiny's cultivation and then rob him of all his treasures, wouldn't I gain most of his Luck Points?"
"Yes, Host."
"Then if I don't kill this Son of Destiny, and every once in a while, after his cultivation recovers or advances further, I cripple him and rob him again, wouldn't I have a continuous source of Luck Points?"
"Reporting, Host! Theoretically, it's feasible, but in practice, there will be many variables."
The System analyzed various factors, saying, "Firstly, Sons of Destiny are not leeks; they move around. After being crippled once by the Host, they will certainly not easily appear near the Host before their cultivation surpasses the Host's."
"Even if the Host places a tracking Spell on them, after their narrow escape, their first Opportunity will very likely be to remove the tracking Spell set by the Host. Then, the Host will most likely find it difficult to locate these Sons of Destiny who have fled to extremely distant places."
"Secondly, even if the Host finds these Sons of Destiny again and cripples and robs them a second time, the Luck Points the Host obtains will be greatly reduced, possibly only a few thousand or even a few hundred."
"Because the Host's actions can no longer cause a significant blow to these Sons of Destiny. They have had one experience of recultivation, and the second recultivation will only be more familiar."
"…"
"In short, given all the reasons above, this System recommends that during the growth of a Son of Destiny, the Host should seize his beloved, befriend his relatives and friends, eliminate his male companions, snatch his Opportunities, and strike at his mentality. Finally, after the Son of Destiny has grown to his full potential through countless hardships, the Host should kill him with a single blow."
"This is the most stable and relatively controllable risk option in the conventional routine."
After listening to the System's detailed analysis, Zhou Fan understood and did not continue to ask.
On March 6th, Qin Li easily advanced to the top eight.
On March 7th, he reached the top four.
On March 8th, the finals were held. The rule was that four people would each fight the other three, and rankings would be determined by the number of victories.
Qin Li won all three matches, successfully claiming the championship of the Sixth Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly.
Ranked second was an ordinary-looking woman named Ji, who won two matches. Her cultivation was at the Early Stage Core Formation, and she only lost to Qin Li. It is worth mentioning that this woman was a Loose Cultivator.
Loose Cultivators could also sign up for the Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly, but not only did they need to meet the requirements, they also had to pay a registration fee.
Ranked third was a Disciple of the Joyous Chan Sect, with Early Stage Core Formation cultivation, who won one match.
The fourth place winner did not win any matches, and their cultivation was at the Late Stage Foundation Establishment.
If Sect Master Xiao Muqing of the Guiyuan Sect had participated, she should have been able to rank in the top three.
But Xiao Muqing never liked to show her face or participate in such competitions.
As the Sect Master of the Guiyuan Sect, she had always lived in seclusion, rarely leaving the Sect.
Only when she was with Zhou Fan and couldn't control her emotions would this conservative Sect Master become proactive, bringing Zhou Fan a different kind of experience.
The Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly ended, and Qin Li ascended the stage to receive his awards.
A large amount of precious materials was presented to Qin Li. At the same time, the Grand Elder of the Joyous Chan Sect placed a jade talisman containing the Fourth Stage Legacy of the Joyous Chan Sect on the tray.
Qin Li's Divine Sense swept over it, and after confirming everything was in order, he put all the rewards into his Storage Pouch.
Next, the awards for the other contestants were also presented. The Grand Elder of the Joyous Chan Sect stood on the host's platform and transmitted his voice, covering the entire venue.
"Next, we will present the additional award for the champion of the Sixth Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly. Please welcome the Palace Master of Chenxi Palace, the number one beauty of the Xuanyuan Dynasty a hundred years ago—Lu Wan Ning!"
As the Grand Elder of the Joyous Chan Sect's voice fell, the atmosphere in the entire venue became even more lively.
Many people traveled thousands of miles to watch this Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly, primarily to catch a glimpse of the former number one beauty of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
If they could truly see this Palace Master of Chenxi Palace publicly unite with someone else, demonstrating the profound principles of the Joyous Chan Sect, it would be a life well lived, even worth the ticket price if they were to die.
Soon, a dreamlike, ethereal, semi-transparent floating staircase extended from the highest point of Chenxi Palace, connecting to the venue of the Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly.
A woman slowly walked from the direction of Chenxi Palace.
Her steps seemed slow, but in just a few breaths, she arrived above the venue.
Everyone looked up and saw the Palace Master of Morning Dawn Palace dressed in a wedding gown, with the collar and skirt hem embroidered with gold and silver threads. Auspicious Wan Ning flowers and flowing clouds intertwined, and golden light shimmered, as if alive.
A matching brocade belt cinched her waist, with a white jade haitang flower pattern embedded in the center. The jade was as lustrous as grease, accentuating her graceful figure.
The skirt layers unfolded like blood-colored clouds, and the cuffs were adorned with stardust silver powder, sparkling under the midday sun.
Without a red veil covering her face, a gold foil floral ornament was pasted on her forehead. Her dark hair was styled into a startled Phoenix bun, with a nine-Phoenix-holding-pearl hair ornament. The dangling pearls swayed gently with her steps, making a clear sound like clashing jade pendants.
Her countenance was like a spring peach in bloom, her eyebrows like distant mountains with a hint of dark pigment, her Phoenix eyes long and narrow like butterfly wings, with a hidden sharpness in their flowing gaze. Her nose bridge was elegantly sculpted like jade, and her lips were as pale as morning glow yet full of passionate allure.
Her skin was whiter than snow, exuding a faint golden glow under the scorching sun, as if imbued with the light of dawn. Her features were bright and grand, yet carried a hint of feminine tenderness.
Her figure was perfectly proportioned, her bosom extremely full, as if holding spring's beauty, her waist so slender it could be encircled by a hand, and her hip line as rounded as a full moon. As she walked, her skirt hem fluttered, revealing her curves without any hint of impropriety, instead creating a breathtaking and intense allure.
This wedding gown used a deep Xuan Xun color as its base, subtly echoing the solemnity of heaven and earth, yet adorned with vibrant red and gold, like a blazing fire. It displayed both the noble status of the Palace Master of Morning Dawn Palace and harbored a woman's gentle grace.
As everyone gazed up at the beauty and demeanor of the former number one beauty of the Xuanyuan Dynasty a hundred years ago, a famous scholar from the Xuanyuan Dynasty in the venue immediately praised her.
"Her crimson face, a beauty that topples kingdoms, a single red dress stirs the nine heavens, a backward glance dispels ten thousand ages of sorrow."
Someone nearby asked, "Why only three lines?"
"The missing line is an unutterable regret."
The atmosphere in the venue grew even more fervent. Many people, after recovering from the stunning beauty of the Palace Master of Chenxi Palace, squeezed forward, wanting to get to the bottom of the semi-transparent staircase to get a different view.
But all they could see was a glimpse of white calf.
"Hey, did you guys see that just now? I somehow feel like Palace Master Lu isn't wearing anything underneath." Although they couldn't see, it didn't stop some crude individuals from spreading rumors.
Several Cultivators with lewd expressions, upon hearing this, were about to imagine further when Lin Xuanye, who had been guarding the bottom of Lu Wan Ning's long staircase, spoke with an urgent and angry tone.
"What kind of peerless beauty is Palace Master Lu, that you maggots dare to criticize her?"
