Chapter 331 Emperor Shocked

Bad luck, good luck.

Yin and Yang: life and death.

As a master of YinYang Dao, Lu Ye instantly thought of it.

Why was he so skilled in YinYang Dao?

Because of—Bai Qiulan!

Bai Qiulan’s Chaos Yin Divine physique required Lu Ye, when his strength was still extremely weak, to find ways to help her manage the Chaos Venom.

To neutralize Chaos Venom, one needed YinYang Dao.

Later, Lu Ye had to help Yue Hongling, Shangguan Huanling, and others in enhancing their strength.

How to power up fast, with no drawbacks?

The answer was obvious: YinYang Dao.

Through YinYang Dao, Lu Ye helped all eight of them elevate their strength, using it over and over.

Truth be told, if he hadn’t trained in the Path of Protection back then and instead focused on YinYang Dao, he could have also become a Celestial Lord.

If Lu Ye’s fortune had been weak, he’d have stood no chance against the Mire of Misfortune.

The key lay in the fact that his fortune was strong.

Though not quite a match for the Mire’s power, it was enough to allow the possibility of wielding YinYang Dao.

Might as well try!

Lu Ye’s figure flew toward the Mire of Misfortune.

His gold-and-red fortune automatically formed a shield, protecting him from the creeping bad luck.

He flew all the way to the edge of the Mire.

This was a vast swamp hung in the void, its gray liquid seething silently. The world’s bad luck kept flooding into the Mire, and as time passed, its form would only grow more terrifying, until it became a no-go zone.

In truth, it was already halfway to becoming such a place.

Here, nothing lived—no living being would willingly taint themselves with such misfortune.

Lu Ye raised his hand, and instantly, a tendril of bad luck snaked toward him. His fortune shield split open, allowing the strand to coil around his fingertip.

Fortune…

Lu Ye didn’t get the Path of Fortune.

But no big deal.

"System, teach me!"

"Ding! Enlightenment initiated!"

By the Mire of Misfortune, with fortune glowing right before him, he contemplated the Path of Fortune.

A Dao like a sprout swiftly broke through the soil and shot up nonstop.

At his fingertips, the gray misfortune and golden-red fortune swirled and intertwined ceaselessly.

Emperor Daohen watched this scene, pondering thoughtfully.

He seemed to understand what Lu Ye was trying to do, yet he wasn't entirely certain.

However, Daohen noticed the emerging Fortune Dao on Lu Ye's body.

What? This kid is comprehending the Fortune Dao on the spot? Isn't this like sharpening your sword when the enemy's at the gates?

Emperor Daohen couldn't help but feel amused. Trying to comprehend a Dao path at the last moment like this wouldn't work.

Then, the Fortune Dao began to grow rapidly.

The smile on Emperor Daohen's face gradually faded, because the speed at which the Fortune Dao progressed was staggering.

Basically, with every breath, the Dao would reach a new stage—another breath, another ascent.

Incredible speed!

How is this kid so quick?

What a once-in-a-generation cultivation genius!

Even Emperor Daohen found himself considering taking him as a disciple, as he himself specialized in the Dao.

Every Dao Path leaves its mark—this is Emperor Daohen.

"He likely shan't complete the trial, but even if he fails, this disciple would still be worthy."

The Fortune Dao was cultivated too late. Unless Lu Ye was willing to abandon his Heaven-challenging Fortune, he definitely wouldn't pass the first trial.

Emperor Daohen couldn't fathom anyone sacrificing their immense fortune just to clear the first stage of this trial.

As Lu Ye continued to comprehend the Fortune Dao, he gradually pierced the mysteries of fortune.

Though fortune was profound and ineffable, Lu Ye could still grasp it quickly.

He opened his eyes and fixed his gaze upon the intertwined misfortune and fortune coiled around his fingertip.

Without any hesitation, he leaped up and resolutely hurled himself into the Mire of Misfortune.

"What?!"

Emperor Daohen's eyes widened slightly.

Impossible...

This kid!

He jumped?

Just like that, into the Mire of Misfortune?

Remarkable! Such courage!

Though his supreme fortune would be lost, the boldness Lu Ye displayed in this moment won Emperor Daohen's respect.

As men would say, it was: "Now that takes real courage!"

The Sea of Misfortune instantly surged with towering waves, and a terrifying vortex appeared as countless currents of misfortune began pouring into Lu Ye's body.

Though the misfortune was fierce, amidst the vast Mire, a single golden-red ember stubbornly remained bright.

The obscurity of the Mire naturally couldn’t escape the Emperor’s notice.

Emperor Daohen watched this scene, and as he did, his face grew solemn.

Not for any other reason—but because he saw the YinYang Dao, so intricate it beggared belief, a YinYang Dao that even left him reeling.

As a man who cultivated ten thousand Daos, the YinYang Dao was undoubtedly the pinnacle pursuit for any seeker of the Dao, for it was too important and too all-encompassing.

Heaven and Earth cleave to Yin and Yang—this was the highest yet most ever-present Dao, one that accompanied everyone at all times.

Emperor Daohen was not a primary cultivator of the YinYang Dao, yet he had still cultivated it to the level of an Emperor.

But the YinYang Dao Lu Ye was displaying now, to be honest, outshone his own!

"Holy Celestial Lord above, what hell-spawned Outer Demon sprung from cursed soil is this?!" Emperor Daohen even cursed aloud.

He had wanted to take this man as his disciple?

Yet now, as the other continued to reveal his mastery of the Dao, he himself was nearly overcome with the urge to kneel and beg to learn from him.

Watching Lu Ye wield the YinYang Dao—not just the YinYang Dao, but also the Taiji Dao, turning the tiny against the vast, using minimal force to redirect overwhelming power—

Using his own flicker of Fortune, weak compared to the Mire, to upend the whole Mire—Emperor Daohen couldn’t help but start learning from it.

There was no choice—it was brilliant, exquisite, god-tier...

For the first time, Emperor Daohen saw someone who could manipulate the YinYang Dao with such finesse.

Even Fortune could be spun like a plaything.

Just how profound must his mastery of the YinYang Dao be?

Hell yes, I’m taking notes!

Gradually, the entire Mire began to boil.

The faint golden-red ember, at this moment, suddenly erupted across the Mire.

In that instant, countless golden-red sparks fanned out like wildfire, spreading throughout the Mire.

Vortexes emerged one after another, the entire Mire churning as it swirled in sync with the golden-red radiance.

A single spark could start a prairie fire—a scattering of Fortune could upend heaven and earth.

Though Emperor Daohen had been shocked many times before, when those countless vortexes appeared within the Mire, his eyes no longer held astonishment—only fascination.

Beautiful!

Truly beautiful!

That the Dao could be wielded to such an extent—Emperor Daohen was spellbound, his eyes filled only with intoxication at the supreme beauty of the Dao.

Soon, he must debate the Dao’s depths with this man!

We must debate the Dao!

Emperor Daohen couldn't even imagine how wonderful it would be to debate the Dao with such a person.

Gradually, countless whirlpools stirred the entire Miasmic Mire, drawing all misfortune into their wake.

The whirlpools began to merge.

Ten thousand merged into one thousand, one thousand merged into one hundred, one hundred merged into ten.

Lu Ye's Nascent Soul opened its eyes, gazing at the ten massive whirlpools, and could only give a slight, resigned shake of its head with a helpless sigh.

Very well, bring it on!

Since there's no way to resist, may as well embrace it!