Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World-Chapter 36: Ninth-Grade Opportunity, Lifespan 80

Upon this thought, Jiang Fan felt a movement in his heart and opened the virtual panel on his body.

[Name: Jiang Fan]

[Life Chart: Great Blessings Equal to Heaven, Attribute: Great disaster will not kill, good fortune will follow]

[Lifespan: 80]

[Luck Points: 40]

[Cultivation Technique: Soaring Snake Technique (Incomplete), Third Layer]

[Skills: Fishing: Skilled]

[Disguise Technique: Skilled][Cao's Poison Scripture: Mastery][Aurora Swordsmanship: Beginner]

[Realm: Strong Sinew Realm (10%)]

"Has my lifespan increased to eighty years?"

Seeing the data above, Jiang Fan felt very satisfied. As his cultivation advanced, his lifespan increased more and more. If he can live to eighty years old, then he can be considered a long-lived person.

After all, in such chaotic times, the average lifespan of ordinary people is only thirty or forty years.

That's why many people marry and have children at the age of fifteen or sixteen, just to quickly leave behind descendants.

"To advance to the Bone Forging Realm, at least five hundred Luck Points are needed."

Jiang Fan rubbed his chin, sensing the Luck Points needed to advance to the next realm.

Although the number of Luck Points is not small, as long as he accumulates them for a while, they will certainly be enough.

Having reached the Strong Sinew Realm, he felt considerably safer in this world.

As long as he doesn't offend those powerful forces, he can handle bandits with his strength and protect himself well, at least not dying by accident.

Of course, this only means a little more safety.

If facing the Dragon King Gang, this level of strength is far from enough.

He needs at least to reach the Bone Forging Realm, even the Refining Organ Realm Martial Artist level, or even become a Grandmaster Martial Artist.

This is just the first step.

"Forty Luck Points remain."

"Looks like my hard cultivation in daily life is quite correct."

"If I can improve my cultivation progress, I can also save Luck Points."

Seeing that he still had forty Luck Points left, Jiang Fan felt it was not bad.

His efforts these days had not been in vain.

But he was more curious about what the Ninth-Grade Opportunity he obtained was.

His heart moved and he gently clicked on the Ninth-Grade Opportunity light spot.

Boom~~

Suddenly, a message instantly entered the depths of his consciousness: "Three days later, at 11:45 AM, head to the northeast direction twenty miles from Osmanthus Village's dock to cast a net for fishing and you can obtain the Ninth-Grade Opportunity."

Fishing? Could it be possible to catch Treasure Fish?

Jiang Fan was pleasantly surprised. He very much missed the taste of Red-Scaled Treasure Fish.

However, catching Treasure Fish is usually too difficult.

After all, they are hidden deep in Yunmeng Lake and never reveal themselves actively.

Encountering them basically depends on luck.

But with the power of luck, he could make these Treasure Fish willingly take the bait.

"Husband."

"Why did you get up all of a sudden?"

At this moment, Su Weiwei, who was still sleeping soundly inside the house, seemed to wake up. She walked over wearing a belly band, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Jiang Fan curiously, not knowing why her husband got up in the middle of the night.

"It's nothing, just needed to relieve myself."

Jiang Fan naturally wouldn't tell Su Weiwei what had happened just now to avoid making her overly worried. He looked at Su Weiwei's charming and fiery figure, with her skin as white as jade.

Instantly, the blood in his body started to boil.

After advancing to the Strong Sinew Realm, it seemed his blood was more vigorous.

Perhaps that's a minor side effect of the Soaring Snake Technique.

Thinking of this, he could not hold back any longer and lifted Su Weiwei up, walking into the bedroom.

"You rogue."

Su Weiwei rolled her eyes at Jiang Fan.

Soon, inside the bedroom, the bed swayed, and creaked.

...

Meanwhile, time quickly turned to daylight.

A group of refugees was gathered in a cave not far from Osmanthus Village.

They were dressed in tattered clothes, with yellow and skinny faces, looking like they couldn't get enough food or clothing.

"Leader, Zhao the Fifth and the others haven't returned all night."

"Did they encounter an accident?"

A refugee said nervously.

Because Zhao the Fifth and others are part of their partners.

After all, such a long absence suggests that Zhao the Fifth and his crew are likely dead.

"Humph, there is inevitably water underfoot by the river."

"Zhao the Fifth and others didn't listen and went to steal from villages."

"Failed to steal, they even killed a villager's family; it's simply a disgrace."

"Robbing the poor is no skill, go rob the rich if you have the guts."

A middle-aged man dressed in burlap laughed coldly, having long displeased with Zhao the Fifth and others, who were bullies only daring to strike poor people.

Now the other side has fallen, which isn't necessarily a bad thing for him.

This also means that unstable elements in the team have disappeared entirely.

"Leader, Zhao the Fifth and others' strength is not simple."

"Even facing Skin Tempering Realm Martial Artists, they have a fighting chance."

"But last night, there didn't seem to be any commotion from Osmanthus Village."

"That means Zhao the Fifth and others were killed instantly, without any struggle."

"It appears Osmanthus Village hid Martial Artists, at least those above the Refining Flesh Realm."

Another refugee said solemnly.

He was quite experienced and knew from this incident that Osmanthus Village was full of hidden dangers.

"It seems this place is not where we can stay."

"Zhao the Fifth and others acted so indecently that they implicated us."

"If Martial Artists from Osmanthus Village know of our existence, they might strike at us."

"We might be slaughtered to the last person, which wouldn't be strange."

Many refugees displayed a trace of panic on their faces.

"Leader, given this, what should we do?"

Quite a few looked at the burlap-clad middle-aged man.

"Is there any need to ask? What other path do we have now? We can only join the Red Eyebrow Army."

"After all, if it's death, might as well fight those Noble Families."

"From what I know, the Red Eyebrow Army plans to strike at Tonghe County soon."

"If we can follow them and attack Tonghe County successfully, then we can also enter Tonghe County and plunder the granaries of the wealthy families, then we can at least eat well; it's better than staying here consuming dirt."

This straightforwardly declared the middle-aged man.

Originally, he did not wish to join the Red Eyebrow Army, but recent experiences made him determined.

Since the damned Court doesn't want them to live, they should completely rebel.

"Leader, we all listen to you."

Everyone nodded, believing this was the best course.

If the Red Eyebrow Army wins, then they all would have food to eat.

At least they wouldn't starve to death.

"Better move quickly."

"Before Martial Artists from Osmanthus Village find us; it'll be hard to leave then."

The middle-aged man thought it was unsafe to stay.

Immediately, many refugees were frightened by the death of Zhao the Fifth and hurriedly left this place.