This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 502 - 500: A Direct Confrontation with the God of Fate!

Chapter 502: Chapter 500: A Direct Confrontation with the God of Fate!

The fortune bestowed by the Goddess of Fortune was indeed life-threatening.

On the way to Liuli City, Wu Wang had a comfortable journey, aside from a startling encounter with an incarnation of Yun Zhongjun, whom he considered an elder brother. That incident nearly gave him nightmares.

But on the return journey to Liuli City, the situation began to change subtly.

It was indeed very subtle.

For instance, right now, Wu Wang sat in the comfortable carriage, listening to its rumbling sound and feeling the erratic jolting. Facing his senior sister and the little fox girl was, frankly...

A bit unbearable.

The little fox girl was one thing; her intentions for approaching him weren’t entirely pure, most likely stemming from concern for her tribe and family.

Therefore, when facing Lu’er, Wu Wang constantly reminded himself not to make mistakes or stray from his path. His primary goal in visiting the Outer Sky was to address his own deficiencies for the upcoming great calamity, not to entangle himself in such affairs.

Warming up his relationship with Little Jin Wei was also part of addressing his own shortcomings.

But what was wrong with his senior sister?

On the second day of their journey, when they stopped in a town, his senior sister had gone out clad in majestic armor. She returned wearing a vibrant, flowing dress and light makeup, and the way she looked at him had changed.

An elder sister is like a second parent. With their teacher gone, his senior sister was like half a teacher to him... Ah, this!

As Wu Wang pondered this, he couldn’t help but want to rush out and give the Goddess of Fortune a thrashing. However, for his own sake and for the development plan he had been implementing for several years, he reluctantly held back.

What was even more critical was that [Peach Blossom Luck] did far more than simply make women’s hearts flutter for him.

It directly affected his and others’ destinies!

During the first three days on the road, whenever Wu Wang left his carriage, he encountered all sorts of bizarre incidents.

Passing through towns, in the alleys, men were brazenly abducting women in broad daylight.

Wu Wang would sprint over and knock out the assailant with a single punch. The woman would invariably be quite beautiful, develop a fondness for Wu Wang, and insist he accompany her home for rest and tea.

That alluring gaze, those half-loosened clothes...

Eastern Emperor Taiyi resisted the temptation of mortal women.

He had thought things might improve once they reached the countryside.

The ridiculous thing was, if Wu Wang took even a casual stroll, he would encounter ’beautiful, intoxicated girls who had lost their way’ or ’lovely young women attempting to hang themselves, yet their faces clearly read, "Quick, persuade me not to!"’.

The Heavenly Emperor chose to ignore the beginnings of these stories.

With no other choice, Wu Wang had to stop wandering about and instead focus on his cultivation inside the carriage.

If the Martial God was also observing his words and actions, Wu Wang hoped the Martial God would realize the situation in time and go pick a fight with the Goddess of Fortune to protect the purity of this vulnerable individual.

But Wu Wang never expected it!

He didn’t seek out trouble, but trouble always found its way to him!

As their caravan traveled, they kept getting embroiled in inexplicable incidents, which invariably involved a varying number of beautiful women...

What was even more outrageous was that Wu Wang had recently begun to feel that the High Priest of the Celestial Fox Tribe looked at him with a gaze that was somewhat different!

Everything was changing, rapidly yet subtly.

Wu Wang seemed to have become a ’black hole’, disrupting the destinies of everyone within his sight and easily stirring unusual feelings in the opposite sex.

This Great Dao of the Goddess of Fortune was too overbearing!

Among the hundreds of Great Daos centered on living beings, this one was the most ’abnormal’!

Meanwhile, Wu Wang was also pondering a question.

What would happen if the Heavenly Dao gained control of The Way of Fortune?

All beings between heaven and earth would be toyed with by the Heavenly Dao. Even if the Heavenly Dao didn’t develop consciousness, living beings would no longer have a chance to escape the order it had established.

Worse still, the entire world would gradually lose its ’vitality’, repeating the tragedy of the First Divine Era.

"The Way of Fortune must be kept beyond the Heavenly Dao’s reach."

Wu Wang inscribed this rule into the Heavenly Dao.

He thus understood why, in other timelines, it was Xiaolan who controlled The Way of Fortune, rather than the Heavenly Dao directly.

Wu Wang was completely at ease regarding Xiaolan. Her control over such a Great Dao wasn’t for gaining power; rather, it was more about supervision.

Counting the days, they were already halfway through their journey.

Wu Wang’s incarnation opened his eyes from meditation. Looking to his right, the gentle fox girl was engrossed in a scroll, her body curled up in the seat, exuding a fatal attraction.

To his left, his senior sister lay asleep, clutching a wine flask, utterly unguarded around him, her little junior brother.

This Goddess of Fortune, she really needed to stop! Could he truly be swayed by fortune?

Wu Wang decided to treat this ordeal from the Goddess of Fortune as an opportunity to cultivate his Dao heart. It was just a bit...

A bit infuriating.

「Meanwhile, on two clouds trailing the Liuli God’s envoy caravan.」

The lower cloud naturally carried the Liuli God and Little Jin Wei.

The Liuli God had also noticed Wu Wang’s unusual situation; after all, there had been far too many incidents on the road during their return journey these past few days.

Jin Wei had been so furious these past few days that she lacked any appetite, even for a hearty meal of Spiritual Medicine. She wished she could rush back to her elder brother’s side immediately.

But the Liuli God managed to persuade her to remain calm.

"This is a trial. It must be some Strong God playing a little joke on your brother," the Liuli God said. "If you go to him now, wouldn’t that just show you have no confidence in him? Focus on your cultivation... As long as you maintain good progress, I’ll teach you how to become beautiful. How about that?"

"Really?"

Jin Wei’s eyes lit up, and she reluctantly diverted her attention from the ’potentially inappropriate for minors’ scenarios that might unfold with her elder brother at any moment.

The Liuli God was rather speechless about this.

The Martial God, the Goddess of Fortune, and the Water God... were these titans of their Outer Sky world truly so idle? Or perhaps Qing Shan possessed a secret that he himself had yet to discern? Quite interesting, indeed.

「Meanwhile, high above the white cloud where the Liuli God resided.」

The Goddess of Fortune, dressed in a long black and white gown, stood at the cloud’s edge, gazing down upon the mortal world, her brow deeply furrowed.

For the past three days, she had discreetly employed numerous tactics, yet that Qing Shan had actually managed to maintain his purity.

Could any living being truly refuse [Peach Blossom Luck] when it appeared out of nowhere?

This was somewhat beyond the Goddess of Fortune’s previous understanding of the Human race and living beings in general, topics she had contemplated for tens of thousands of years.

Behind her, the Martial God and the Water God were cheerfully drinking wine, their actions demonstrating just how leisurely Innate Gods could be.

The Martial God chuckled. "I say, why don’t we just call off our bet? If you keep meddling with a living being’s destiny like this, won’t there be a backlash?"

"What’s this to me?" the Goddess of Fortune said indifferently. "For me to feel the consequences of a backlash, I’d have to personally set a destructive destiny for your Martial God’s Twelve Realms."

The Martial God gave a sheepish laugh, not daring to press the issue.

She was a madwoman. Beautiful, yes, but definitely not to be provoked.

The Water God, habitually playing the peacemaker, said gently, "Qing Shan is still just a young man, full of vim and vigor. It’s fine for you to test him, but if your tests affect his character, wouldn’t that cause him lifelong regret?"

"As long as he doesn’t get involved in any romantic entanglements before returning to Liuli City, I’ll consider myself the loser this time."

The Goddess of Fortune sneered. "Not only will I retract the [Peach Blossom Luck] I’ve bestowed upon him, but I’ll also grant him any three wishes he desires."

The Martial God muttered, "Don’t be so sure. Qing Shan has strong self-control when faced with temptation."

"That’s only because you haven’t offered enough temptation."

The Goddess of Fortune’s eyes narrowed slightly. Her figure flickered and vanished from the clouds.

"Hey!"

The Martial God’s eyes widened, and he was about to give chase.

But the Water God laughed. "Don’t worry. She knows her limits and wouldn’t actually harm a young man."

The Martial God couldn’t help muttering, "Why is she so fixated on Qing Shan?"

"It’s because she considers you a friend," the Water God sighed.

"Though Little Nu appears whimsical, her behavior is largely a result of her father’s actions. The Candle Dragon first placed excessively high demands on her, then completely neglected her, leaving a deep resentment in her heart. She’s worried you’ve been deceived or tricked. I also find Qing Shan’s appearance somewhat abrupt, especially at this particular time, in this era on the brink of widespread turmoil. Let Little Nu test Qing Shan. If he truly is a promising talent, then we should cultivate him fully. He might prove useful at a critical juncture."

The Martial God remained silent, downing cup after cup of Immortal Brew.

Qing Shan should be fine. The problem might be with us.

The Water God was taken aback. He looked at the Martial God’s somewhat distracted expression and sat there, lost in thought.

「...」

In the carriage, Wu Wang, who was gently swaying with the vehicle’s movements, suddenly opened his eyes.

A Strong God was approaching! They were very close, seemingly observing him. The Goddess of Fortune?

Wu Wang suppressed his Heavenly Dao to prevent this goddess who controlled fortune from detecting anything amiss, his mind rapidly calculating the various applications of The Way of Fortune.

A Divine Spirit skilled in Divination, capable of altering grand fortunes, and able to directly turn the tide in local battles between Divine Spirits. This was a Strong God he had to be wary of. She was also the Candle Dragon’s daughter—that fact alone was the most lethal.

His senior sister, somewhat dazed, sat up on the seat beside him. She stretched languidly and mumbled, "Qing Shan, are we almost at today’s resting place?"

"It will still take an hour to reach the town," Wu Wang said with a smile. "To avoid causing a disturbance, I had them bypass the larger cities, so we’re taking a bit of a detour."

Chun Luan turned to look at Wu Wang, rested her chin on her hand, and chuckled softly.

Under the sunlight, this elder sister, with her touch of languid charm, narrowed her eyes slightly. Her loose robes unintentionally revealed a glimpse of astonishingly fair skin, and her tone carried a hint of coquetry...

"Qing Shan, I’m a bit tired."

Wu Wang pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Meditation is the best reward for a martial artist."

"Pah! You don’t even offer to massage your senior sister’s shoulders or rub her legs!"

"I am an Envoy. At least for now, I must be mindful of my conduct and the potential negative impact on the Luili Realm."

Beside them, the fox girl Lu’er rose. "My lord, allow me."

"Not you," Chun Luan said, settling back down. "The journey is tedious. I was just teasing my junior brother to lighten the mood."

Lu’er chuckled lightly, curtsied to Wu Wang, then returned to her seat to continue her intensive study of books about Liuli City.

Wu Wang: ...

Why did he sense a hint of brewing conflict? Stay calm. Keep a peaceful mind. The world is so wonderful; being too agitated isn’t good.

The carriage soon returned to tranquility. Similar scenes, however, replayed themselves repeatedly, in rotation, and without repetition over the next few days.

What Wu Wang didn’t know was that in the town ahead, the Goddess of Fortune stood on the rooftop of a tall building, her form translucent, her expression thoughtful as she schemed how to pierce Qing Shan’s disguise.

But Wu Wang was certain of one thing: he was in for some trouble tonight.

How should I break free from this predicament?

Wu Wang’s spiritual mind returned to his main body. His Primordial Spirit sat on the stone chair within the Heavenly Dao, once again lost in contemplation.

This, too, was a duel.

「At dusk, Envoy Qing Shan’s caravan appeared on the main road outside the small town.」

Hundreds of guards from the town had already lined up by the roadside.

All the martial masters and Martial Artists in the area had gathered in the town, hoping for a chance to meet the Envoy later.

The ’legend’ of Wu Wang resolving the Celestial Fox Tribe’s predicament had spread like wildfire throughout the Luili Realm in recent days.

Everything seemed much like Wu Wang’s time in the Human Domain, but the Twelve Realms of the Martial God were far simpler. There wasn’t as much debate between Immortals and Demons, nor were there significant external pressures.

Therefore, the feedback from all levels of the Luili Realm was positive, praising the young Martial Artist’s wisdom and martial prowess.

The Goddess of Fortune had already set a trap.

She mingled with the crowd, disguised as an old crone, accompanied by a beautiful ’daughter’ she had conjured using Divine Arts, awaiting her encounter with the ’divine lord.’

Tonight, the Goddess of Fortune intended to present Qing Shan with a grand ’gift.’

She had already ascertained the courtyard where Qing Shan would be staying and had taken control of the maidens and guards in the rear courtyard beforehand.

She only needed to wait for nightfall. Then, the Goddess of Fortune would send this illusory ’daughter’ to Wu Wang’s bed. She wanted to see how he...

Among living beings, very few men could refuse this kind of temptation—a secret dalliance with virtually no consequences for error!

Behind the old crone, the ethereal shadow of the Goddess of Fortune tilted her head slightly.

She had calculated everything, and with the augmentation of the Fortune Dao, the moment Qing Shan showed any inclination of making a mistake, she would have the ’daughter’ dissipate into Divine Light, allowing her to observe Qing Shan’s reaction.

In such a situation, if this Qing Shan immediately begged forgiveness from the Divine Spirits, claiming momentary confusion, it would be sufficient proof that he was indeed aware the Martial God was watching him.

It would also indirectly prove that Qing Shan’s origins were suspicious, possibly masking the schemes of other Divine Spirits.

’Come now, young man.’

The corners of the Goddess of Fortune’s mouth lifted, as if she could already envision the Martial God fuming and glaring.

The caravan outside the town suddenly halted and began moving towards a gentle slope away from the town. Several figures swiftly skimmed across the ground towards them.

The Goddess of Fortune, still disguised as an old crone, stood on her tiptoes to look, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Why the sudden change in direction?

In her script, she had first arranged for her ’daughter’ to gaze up at the Envoy from the street.

Under the influence of The Way of Fortune, having already fated their meeting, the Goddess of Fortune was certain Qing Shan’s eyes would meet her ’daughter’s.’

This was merely a prelude.

Later, she would have her ’daughter’ sneak into the room Qing Shan was to occupy that night, lie under a thin blanket, and wait quietly. When Qing Shan reached the bedside and lifted the blanket, the ’daughter’ would say:

"Milord, can you grant me a dream? I wish to lose myself in this moment and never awaken."

Who could refuse? Who could resist? This Qing Shan definitely wouldn’t be able... to... hold... back...

"Fellow Martial Artists! Esteemed elders! The Envoy has ordered the caravan not to enter the town, to avoid disturbing the populace!"

"The Envoy is unwell and on the verge of a breakthrough! He requires quiet seclusion for cultivation over the next few days!"

Martial Artists who had rushed from the town shouted the announcements. The townspeople who had gathered to watch the spectacle immediately grumbled in disappointment and dispersed, leaving only the old crone—the Goddess of Fortune’s disguise—standing there, utterly perplexed.

A Martial Arts breakthrough? At this critical juncture, when he’s blessed with [Peach Blossom Luck]? Shouldn’t he be restless after so much stillness? Had her manipulations of ’a fated glance’ and ’the ebb and flow of destiny’ both failed? While it’s true that fortune can shift at any moment due to a living being’s own will, this was still...

High in the clouds, the Martial God clapped his hands and roared with laughter, his voice filled with delight.

The old crone, the Goddess of Fortune’s disguise, flicked her sleeve and, with her ’daughter,’ drifted away, already pondering new ways to test this Qing Shan.

For the next three days, Wu Wang adopted a completely defensive stance.

He didn’t leave his carriage for a single step. He also found an excuse to send Lu’er to her mother’s carriage and persuaded his senior sister to return to riding her mount.

Chun Luan would have to endure it for a few days; the situation was indeed somewhat dire.

Subsequently, Wu Wang began to meditate deeply.

Remaining motionless and silent for several days was naturally no issue for him. His senior sister and several generals handled any matters concerning the caravan.

They were now deep within the Luili Realm, traveling through prosperous regions with garrisons stationed everywhere. Although the possibility of an ambush existed, it was vanishingly small.

In his initial confrontation with the Goddess of Fortune, Wu Wang could be said to have used his full capabilities.

「Three days’ journey from Liuli City.」

Wu Wang constantly felt inexplicable urges, prompting him to go out for a walk.

[Whether it be fated connections or [Peach Blossom Luck], they never visit a homebody unwilling to venture out.]

「Two days’ journey from Liuli City.」

The Goddess of Fortune seemed to be growing impatient. Wu Wang sensed a new Divine Power acting upon him. While it didn’t directly interfere with his thoughts, it caused him to inexplicably recall many things.

He began to reminisce about the wonderful times he had spent with the Young Master and Fairy Ling.

He missed their voices, their faces, their soft, warm embraces...

Consequently, Wu Wang withdrew his spiritual mind, returned to his main body, and went to discuss scriptures and Dao with his two wives, taking the opportunity to stroll through the gardens and admire the moon.

The Goddess of Fortune could use whatever tricks she had; as an experienced man, what did he have to fear?

「One day’s journey from Liuli City!」

In the carriage, Wu Wang’s forehead was beaded with sweat, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

He was struggling to suppress the various impulses of his incarnation, even displaying an expression of agony.

In reality, his mind was completely occupied with insights into the Heavenly Dao.

Wu Wang not only paid no heed to the Goddess of Fortune’s Divine Skills but even had the leisure to monitor the Heavenly Dao, checking to see if the few Great Daos most recently uncovered by the Heavenly Dao were structurally complete.

The Way of Fortune might be profound, but the Heavenly Emperor was unfazed.

The Goddess of Fortune stood on a mountaintop, gazing at the caravan speeding across the plains below, her peach-blossom eyes filled with vexation.

Behind her, the Martial God and the Water God had also stopped smiling and were persistently trying to dissuade her.

The Water God said, "It’s not worth it, Little Nu. We shouldn’t stoop to a young man’s level. His desire not to do anything that would make him betray his future partners is an extremely noble virtue."

The Martial God chimed in, "I admit defeat this time, I really do. Do whatever you want; it’s no big deal."

"He is resisting his own destiny," the Goddess of Fortune frowned. "Don’t you find that somewhat abnormal?"

"Hah, what destiny?"

The Martial God chuckled. "My elder brother once said that even if fate exists, it’s merely other wills interfering with the will of sentient beings. This holds true no matter how enigmatic or abstruse those other wills might be. That is the spirit of a Martial Artist. You don’t understand Martial Artists, and you don’t understand Qing Shan."

The Goddess of Fortune turned to stare at the Martial God, a strand of white hair on her forehead swaying gently.

The Martial God met her gaze frankly, open and honest, without a hint of guilt.

"I’ve lost."

The Goddess of Fortune stated calmly, then turned back to face the caravan. A pink halo of light shone from beneath her feet, rising slowly.

As the halo passed over her, her attire instantly transformed.

She was now wearing a light gray long dress. She held a short staff in her hand, and her long hair was styled into an elegant, cloud-like coiffure, making her features appear even more exquisite.

Such beauty, such a perfectly curvaceous figure, seemed to attest to the creator’s artistic zenith.

"I’m going to grant him three wishes. Do you want to come along?"

"I’ll pass," the Water God said. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The Martial God smiled. "It’s not convenient for me to appear either. Remember to apologize to the boy."

Apologize?!

"Hmph!"

The Goddess of Fortune snorted coldly, took a step into the air, and vanished silently in a flash of Divine Light.

The next instant, Wu Wang, who was meditating in the carriage, felt the chaotic thoughts in his mind completely subside. It seemed a figure had appeared on the seat before him.

He immediately composed his expression.

Opening his eyes, Wu Wang first showed a look of bewilderment, followed by shock. He quickly covered the ring on his finger and looked up at this goddess.

But in that moment, Wu Wang wasn’t acting—he was genuinely stunned.

Where had he seen this goddess before? That’s right! The murals in the Women’s Country depicted this very face!