Chapter 1 The Sound of Cracking

Crack!

It was as if lightning flashed, illuminating the dark prison.

The prisoners, long deprived of light, had been staring at Lin Boxun. Now, stimulated by the light, they screamed miserably. Even Qiao Moke, who had opened his eyes to look, couldn't help but close them again.

Unseen by anyone, Lin Boxun's pupils contracted violently, the image of the compass within them buzzing and vibrating, almost about to burst out of his body.

In his heart, a monstrous wave arose.

"How is it possible for a mere prisoner?!"

Lin Boxun's mind was agitated, almost unable to control his expression.

A strand of red meant longevity was within reach; more than half red meant a glimpse of immortality; a tinge of green meant he was destined to be a prominent figure of his time.

From the North Sea to the Nanzhan Imperial Court, he had traveled for twenty years, killing countless people and seeing countless faces, but most of them were mediocre.

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Those who carried the color red were already rare, and those above were almost nonexistent. The most prosperous Qi that he had seen was still that of his own Grandfather the Crown Prince, Long Xingyi, who held the power of a nation.

Evaluated by the Great Freedom System as someone favored by destiny, he must be a Son of Destiny of the Time where the clouds and winds converge.

But even his Grandfather the Crown Prince, whose Qi was so prosperous, had only pure cyan with a touch of gold in his canopy of Qi.

And just a moment ago, he had clearly seen a towering tree above the head of the young prisoner, no more than ten zhang away from him.

Its color was pure gold, as if it blotted out the sky and the sun.

Pure gold Qi!

Gold is imperishable, its quality perfect, its creation immortal. Those whose Qi is pure gold are rare throughout the ages, hard to find since the beginning of time. If their luck remains unchanged, then they will surely not die within heaven and earth!

"Immortal?!"

Hearing the Great Freedom System's slightly fluctuating evaluation, Lin Boxun felt an extremely complex surge of emotion—greed and resentment: "Born immortal?!"

Transcending the mortal, entering the sacred.

Longevity, immortality!

This was the highest pursuit of countless cultivators, spirits, and beings of all races throughout history!

He was naturally no exception.

In twenty years, his hands had been stained with blood, from the guards escorting him back to Nanzhan to the people he had killed along the way. How could it be less than a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?

But he had only just barely reached the threshold of longevity.

This prisoner, just because he was favored by destiny, could have his luck unchanged, then he will surely not die within heaven and earth?

How could he not be greedy and jealous?

"Creation is immortal! That person carries golden luck, he must be an important figure at a turning point in the era, his importance immeasurable. Before his destiny is fulfilled, it is absolutely impossible for him to die!"

In his mind, the Great Freedom System spoke with certainty: "Heaven protects him, there must be no flaws. His luck cannot be changed, not even a primordial spirit, let alone a Manifest Saint Heavenly Immortal, a Creation Golden Paragon, can break it!"

"Pure gold luck..."

Lin Boxun murmured in his heart, a great surge of greed rising up: "If I use the 'Life Borrowing' technique to exchange my life with his, what would happen?"

In twenty years, he had exchanged countless divine powers from the Great Freedom System with source power, but among them, only the Heavenly Destiny Compass was related to luck.

The Heavenly Destiny Compass could not only glimpse the Qi of all things, but also had a secret transmission that could revolutionize destiny and restore it to oneself.

Life for life!

He had originally planned to keep this technique to see if he could 'borrow' the life of his Grandfather the Crown Prince.

Now, naturally, that was out of the question.

"It's best not to!"

Unexpectedly, the Great Freedom System had objections.

Lin Boxun frowned in his heart: "Pure gold luck, wouldn't it be even better than that of Long Xingyi? If I borrow this life, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger, a soaring dragon in the sky?"

"Although this person's fate is invaluable, it does not come from himself..."

The Great Freedom System paused slightly, for the first time carrying an uncertain meaning: "Perhaps, it comes from something else..."

"Are you saying he has a treasure on him?"

Lin Boxun frowned.

"No, it could also be someone behind him... or..."

The Great Freedom System seemed unable to grasp it, and rarely used uncertain words.

"Someone behind him?"

Lin Boxun frowned even more, and his desire greatly diminished. Although he was greedy for the pure gold fate of the person in front of him, he didn't want to expose himself so quickly.

"Luck has many colors, with gray and white being the lowest, and cyan and gold being the most respected. However, luck is infinite, and fate is even more endless. Although this person's fate is extremely noble, it is somewhat strange, very similar to 'paving the way for the king'..."

The Great Freedom System paused for a moment before replying, as if weighing its words: "If this person were female, one could suspect that she would 'gain nobility through her son,' but she is male..."

"Regardless of whether he is paving the way for the king, borrowing his life will have to be put on hold..."

......

Lin Boxun stood there, his expression changing several times before he regained his composure.

And even at this time, the screams of those who had been hurt by his gaze had not yet subsided.

Pa!

The old jailer cracked his long whip, letting out a hoarse growl: "Anyone who dares to shout again will receive a hundred 'Soul Extinguishing Whip' tomorrow!"

"Ah....."

The screams stopped abruptly, and the various prison cells calmed down.

"Your Excellency?"

The old jailer bowed slightly. He didn't dare to ask Lin Boxun what had happened, but he was secretly surprised.

Lin Boxun ignored the old jailer's inquiry, raised his eyebrows slightly, and fixed his gaze on Qiao Moke, who was looking wary: "Hey, you prisoner, what's your name?"

"Gongyang Yan."

Qiao Moke didn't blink an eye and gave a fake name, but he was extremely wary in his heart.

The previous warning sign had come suddenly, but he would not ignore it. In twenty years, he had felt similar warning signs, but none had been as fierce as before.

The person in front of him must have generated extreme malice towards him and possessed strength far exceeding his current strength. Otherwise, it would not be like this.

"Gongyang Yan?"

Lin Boxun chewed on the name. The old jailer behind him had already leaned forward to explain: "Reporting to Your Excellency, this person was detained for the crime of worshipping an 'evil god' and was sent by the Jing Ye Si..."

"Mm."

Lin Boxun nodded, forcibly suppressing the eagerness in his heart, and said lightly: "This young master happens to be lacking a servant, and this person is pleasing to my eye..."

He naturally didn't care how this person had gotten in.

The old jailer's expression tightened, but thinking of the person in front of him's status, he still squeezed out a smile: "The criminal Gongyang Yan, unable to withstand the pain of the forbidden spells, died yesterday. He seemed to have cultivated the Sumeru Buddhist Dharma, leaving behind only three *sharira*, and his bones were gone..."

"Not bad, not bad!"

Lin Boxun clapped his hands and laughed. Only then did he look directly at the old jailer for the first time: "You old fox, you're quite interesting. You're qualified to have this young master remember your name."

"This lowly one is Mu Qian, I dare not accept Your Excellency's praise."

The old jailer nodded and bowed, not saying much. He stepped forward to open the prison door, ready to release Qiao Moke.

"Hold on!"

Qiao Moke's eyes flickered. Listening to the conversation between the two, he was inexplicably confused. Now, seeing the two of them taking him out, he finally spoke, interrupting the old jailer and looking vigilantly at Lin Boxun:

"Who are you? For no reason. Why do you want to save me?"

He was extremely puzzled and extremely vigilant. Although he wanted to take the opportunity to go out, he didn't want to have any contact with such a strange person.

"Do I have to tell you what I want to do?"

Lin Boxun stood with his hands behind his back and sneered upon hearing this, looking deeply at Qiao Moke: "Gongyang Yan, you must remember that this young master is saving your life today, and in the future, you must repay this young master with a life!"

After saying that, he signaled the old jailer to release him.

"Repay you with a life?"

Qiao Moke's heart shook. Trading a life for a life should have been a good thing, but he faintly had a sense of unease.

Seeing the jailer about to open the door, he suddenly raised his hand and said, "You can save me, but you must save my companions as well!"

"Bastard!"

Before Lin Boxun could speak, the old jailer Mu Qian had already flew into a rage. With a raise of his hand, the whip was about to strike: "Your Excellency is saving you, and you still dare to bargain?"

Qiao Moke didn't even look at him. After saying that, he directly closed his eyes.

Whoosh~

Casually grabbing the old jailer's whip, Lin Boxun's expression was gloomy, his eyes cold and stern, carrying an uncontrollable chill: "Not too many!"

"In that case..."

Qiao Moke's heart sank, only feeling that the person in front of him must have a plan for him, but he still said in a deep voice: "Then I will agree!"

"Ah..."

The old jailer's heart trembled upon hearing this, and the smile on his face could no longer be squeezed out.

Privately releasing prisoners was a major crime. Releasing one or two was fine, and he could still excuse himself. If there were more, he was afraid that he would die...

But after looking at Lin Boxun, he still didn't dare to speak.

This person was a noble of the royal family. It was said that he was also a direct disciple of the Crown Prince and had been specially sent by someone from the North Sea, billions of miles away. How could he dare to offend him?

"Good, very good!"

Lin Boxun sneered in his heart, but his face did not change, and he remained indifferent: "Gongyang Yan, you owe me, Lin Boxun, a life!"

Qiao Moke responded in his mouth, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart, and secretly regretting that he had blurted out the old man's name.

This person, I'm afraid, is really up to no good...

"Good, very good!"

Getting a response, Lin Boxun felt very happy in his heart. Although he was still hesitant about whether to 'borrow' this person's life, he was already extremely satisfied to have such a person in his hands.

But he did not forget the purpose of his trip, and looked again at the old jailer with a bitter face: "Mu Qian, are there any prisoners in this prison who are okay to die, no matter alive or dead?"

"Your Excellency?"

The old jailer's heart trembled, feeling a sense of foreboding. Could it be that this noble person is...

"This young master has newly cultivated a divine power and wants to find some prisoners to test it on..."

Lin Boxun did not care about the old jailer's ugly face and stepped towards the depths of the prison.

......

"This person..."

The scorching sun shone down, Qiao Moke's heart was still heavy, looking back at the Heavenly Prison lying like a giant beast, his eyes were full of suspicion.

He was still guessing the purpose of the person who called himself 'Lin Boxun'.

It was not until the prison door opened again that he dispelled his doubts, took a few steps forward, and helped up Xi Yingqing, whose face was even paler: "Madam..."

"Why do they want to let us out?"

Xi Yingqing frowned, feeling puzzled in her heart.

"This matter is hard to explain in a few words..."

Glancing at the several heavily armed guards beside him, Qiao Moke shook his head slightly, not speaking aloud, but using divine sense to transmit his voice, telling everything that had happened before in detail.

"There are indeed some suspicious points in this matter..."

Xi Yingqing frowned even tighter.

"Regardless of whether it's suspicious or not, this person's target should be me. You and the child are at least safe."

Stroking his wife's bulging belly, Qiao Moke finally had a smile on his face.

"Then you..."

Xi Yingqing looked worried.

"Don't worry about me."

Qiao Moke shook his head slightly and instructed: "After you leave this place, you can quickly go to the imperial court to find our teacher..."