Pan Sword Sect, at the peak of Sword Heart Cliff in the rear mountain.

The cliff face was covered with sword marks left by Sword Cultivators of previous generations, and beneath the cliff, the Cloud Sea churned, with the ever-present Spiritual Mist swirling like light gauze.

Chen Sheng sat cross-legged atop a bluestone at the center of the cliff peak. His white robes blended with the clouds and mist, a faint golden glow surrounding him—remnants of heavenly influence draped over him like a thin veil.

Recently, with the heavenly influence, his fortune also began to undergo massive changes.

Initially interwoven with green and red, it gradually transformed into a pale red, then deepened to a fiery red like burning flames. Following that, a touch of red-purple quietly emerged, with a hint of nobility starting to show.

Finally, as the purple color became more intense, from light purple to dark purple, it resembled a condensed galaxy, swirling and winding above his head, exuding a suppressive majesty.

"The heavenly influence of this realm is truly extraordinary, much more generous than the initial stingy investment from the Celestial Abyss Realm."

Chen Sheng thought to himself, gradually sensing the clarity brought by the surging fortune:

"As the fortune soars, the origin also manifests, saving me quite some effort on probing."

In the void, countless intricate silver Runes slowly emerged, manifestations of the Dao Principle of this world’s origin, where as the Runes circulated, the mysteries of the world’s operation were fully unveiled.

Chen Sheng glanced over these Runes, with little fluctuation in his eyes.

With his Enlightenment Realm in the Spirit Realm and two great Incarnations, not to mention the manifestation of a Small Thousand World’s Dao Principle of origin.

Even entirely harvesting the origin of a Small Thousand World would hardly make his Cultivation undergo significant enhancement.

His true focus was on the deep connection established with the origin as his fortune surged.

By utilizing this connection, he could finally see clearly the golden threads binding the origin, discerning the underlying patterns they concealed.

...

As time slowly passed by, several months had elapsed.

"Suspended Mountain."

Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, a purple light fleeting within them, his gaze seemingly penetrating through the Mountain Protection Array of the Pan Sword Sect, crossing numerous mountains and rivers, finally landing on the celestial mountain floating on the clouds at the heart of Zhongzhou.

With the support from both great Incarnations, his understanding of the Dao of fortune had reached mastery, and in addition to the gifts from the heavenly influence, the circulation of this world’s fortune held no secrets in his eyes anymore.

He saw clearly a gigantic golden web of fortune enveloping the entire heavens, with its threads as fine as hair, passing through all things in heaven and earth.

The Spiritual Rhyme of mountains and rivers, the vitality of plants, the Cultivation of cultivators, even the destiny of birds and beasts, were all tightly bound by this net.

Every strand of fortune thread was slowly writhing, converging the harvested fortune continuously towards Zhongzhou, which eventually merged into the Suspended Mountain, transforming into a thick golden pillar of light, delving into the core of the origin above the nine heavens to constantly reinforce the constraints on the origin.

Chen Sheng knew in his heart:

"The Suspended Mountain claims to be the legacy of the Emperor, indeed not an empty boast. It’s highly likely that the Emperor pursued the Dao of the Dynasty of Fate."

This realization made his heart sink—the Dao of the Dynasty of Fate, initially consolidating national destiny, later using all creation as the cornerstone, appointing one as the sovereign, was exceedingly tyrannical.

Although Chen Sheng’s gaze reached only this Small Thousand World, he realized this net of fortune certainly did not merely cover this Small Thousand World.

He recalled the rumors he heard before like "Guiding Immortal Light" and "The Emperor descending to undergo tribulation," a conjecture formed in his mind:

"Perhaps this net of fortune had long extended from the Immortal Realm as its core, spreading towards the entire Middle Thousand World, with this world being just a chess piece within."

"If that Emperor achieves Perfection, with the Immortal Dynasty controlling the entire Middle Thousand World, pronouncing heavenly decrees, it could overthrow all Dao, leaving only the path of incense’s fate."

"At that time, the cultivators of this world would only Cultivate the Immortal methods of the Dynasty of Fate, inevitably submitting within the Dynasty system, becoming the Emperor’s servants."

"No matter how high one’s Divine Techniques, or how strong one’s powers, with just one decree from the Emperor, it could cause their realm to collapse, destroy their bodies and paths, such Cultivation, is it not akin to becoming a Puppet?"

"No, that would already be considered fortunate; with the extreme control of the Dynasty of Fate, through fortune’s evolution, everything about a cultivator should be pre-arranged and solidified, like fixed destiny."

...

"Moreover, previously, the Treasure Mirror was driven by fortune, likely also linked to the Suspended Mountain."

A thought stirred in Chen Sheng’s mind, confirming his prior suspicions at this moment.

He slightly closed his eyes, his purple glow soared, with several thick lines of causation and fortune extending from within him, among which two were most striking, like two purple dragons, pointing directly towards the Suspended Mountain in Zhongzhou.

He activated the Secret Technique of "The True Order of the Big Dipper in Pursuit of Fortune," using the power of heavenly influence to peer along the line.

At the end of the first fortune line, a mass of deep red and pale purple fortune congealed into a bronze Treasure Mirror, and the Runes on the Treasure Mirror bore a striking resemblance to the golden threads binding the origin in the heavens.

"As the Venerable of Watching Heaven, the Emperor’s spokesperson in this realm."

Chen Sheng recognized the owner of this Treasure Mirror at a glance.

But at the end of the second fortune line, there was a mass of pure pale purple fortune.

Within this fortune, a vivid and lifelike shadow of ten thousand beasts coiled into a cauldron, with the beast Runes circulating on the cauldron body, suppressing the fortune, preventing further scrutiny of details.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Chen Sheng’s eyes:

"Pale purple fortune, an Immortal’s fortune, the Suspended Mountain harbors such a formidable figure, still not welcomed by the Guiding Immortal Light, perhaps this is the Emperor’s hidden resource."

"Those who plotted against me are these two. Is it at the Emperor’s behest, or are they acting on their own?"

Chen Sheng furrowed his brow slightly, leaning towards the former; otherwise, the latter should be unaware of his details, and without the heavenly influence yet bestowed, there was no need to scheme against him.

Meanwhile, an even more startling notion emerged:

"Perhaps my acquisition of the heavenly influence, becoming the so-called ’Child of Destiny,’ was originally part of the Emperor’s scheme."

"With a ’Child of Destiny’ like me, he could justifiably harvest the origin through my fortune and complete the layout, which is why the Suspended Mountain harbors such a formidable figure to ensure the harvest."

Using the ’Child of Destiny’ as a pawn to pry open the world’s origin, he had seen too much of such methods in the ancient texts of the Spirit Realm.

Thinking about the Emperor’s mastery over the Dao of the Dynasty of Fate, reaching such a sublime state, even Chen Sheng couldn’t help but sigh softly—this plot far exceeded his imagination.

"Since I am the Child of Destiny of this world, the scheming won’t end; well, I’ll take one step at a time."

Chen Sheng shook his head; upon discovering one was, from the beginning, within others’ calculations, anyone would feel a bit helpless.

Fortunately, he had cultivated for countless years, possessing a remarkable state of mind. The purple glow around him receded as he immediately made the worst possible assumption.

Secretly activating a Secret Technique, he severed the connection between his true form of the Demon Race and this avatar, even implanting false memories into the Yin and Yang souls separately.

Thus minimizing the possibility of capsizing in this world, implicating the true form!

...

The Spiritual Mist atop Sword Heart Cliff in the rear mountain of Pan Sword Sect had gradually dissipated, the morning sun pierced through the clouds, casting thousands of strands of golden light, dyeing the bluestone at the peak with a warm yellow hue.

Chen Sheng slowly finished his Cultivation, the deep purple pillar of fortune above his head receding like a tide, ultimately transforming into a wisp of pale purple airflow integrating into his brow.

He brushed away the morning dew on his robes and gazed at the surging Cloud Sea beneath the cliff, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

"The connection with the two great Incarnations has been severed. Henceforth in Cultivation, apart from the memories of Cultivation, everything else must be explored by this avatar alone."

Previously comprehending the Dao of fortune, he wholly relied on the reinforcement of the two great Incarnations of humans and demons in the Spirit Realm. Now that the link is severed, though losing the external help, it allowed him to better immerse himself in sensing the fortune’s flow in this world.

"However, such closed-door bitter Cultivation ultimately wastes the advantage of being the Child of Destiny."

Chen Sheng thought to himself, feeling distinctly that his purple fortune was like a ripe fruit.

Even if hiding in the Sect Cultivating, it would surely attract celestial treasures or ancient legacies from the heavens—this is the "passive chance" of the Child of Destiny."

Yet this was not what Chen Sheng sought, for such consumption of fortune was quite enormous.

"Taking the initiative is the ultimate path."

Traveling the world, seizing opportunities amidst peril, refining the Dao Heart amidst the mundane world.

Being able to use one’s fortune to pry open hidden opportunities in the heavens while utilizing those opportunities to feed fortune in return, forming a virtuous cycle—this was truly utilizing the advantage of the Child of Destiny to the utmost.

"It’s time to go!"

Chen Sheng stood up, his white robes flapping in the mountain breeze, the thought flashed in his mind as he lightly tapped his toes, skimming over the Cloud Sea below the cliff against the golden brilliance of the morning sun.