The day Ye Chen’s bones were stolen and his fortune seized, blood rain fell over Qingzhou City for three days.
Once a prodigy, he was reduced to a cripple. His clan cousin rose to the Azure Cloud Rankings on the strength of Ye Chen’s Dao Bones, his fiancée tore up their engagement in public, and even the steamed bun delivered by his mute servant was laced with poison.
Then, in the woodshed, he heard a mechanical voice:
[Fortune Devouring System activated. Select your first prey, ]
That night, Ye Chen devoured his enemy’s fortune, and the phantom of a Taotie, towering over a hundred miles, appeared behind him.
As the Second Elder’s sword energy was shredded by heavenly tribulation, Ye Chen held up a bloodstained secret letter from the demonic sect and chuckled. “So the shrine in my Ye family’s ancestral hall is dedicated to a demon god of the Northern Wastes?”
When the imperial inspector descended from the heavens, Ye Chen stood with one foot on the Fortune Rankings, three thousand sect patriarchs kneeling behind him.
“I can devour the Dao Bones of prodigies and refine the fortune of dynasties. But you, ” He flicked a finger, shattering the ninefold gates of heaven. “Why not change this so-called Demon-Slaying Decree into an Edict to Slay the Gods?”
From the Qingzhou woodshed to the Eternal Divine Dynasty, no one knew how this madman’s cultivation could surge every time he was on the brink of death.
Only the System logs recorded it:
[Devoured the fortune of the Tianlan Academy Headmaster, unlocked the Primordial Sword Mound]
[Seized the Great Xia dragon vein, fused with the Asura Dao Body]
[Drained the immortal envoy, triggered the Twilight of the Gods...]
This is a god-slaying path of “stealing fate and changing fortune.”
When Ye Chen tears open the curtain of the Heavenly Dao, the gods and Buddhas of all the heavens finally remember
The first fortune devoured was his own “certain death.”
