The youths stepped on the paved mountaintop and followed the long-faced youth. The new disciples were filled with excitement. Luo Xie, Wang Baiwang, Liu Yinger, and Zhao Jiuge were excitedly chatting with each other.

“Zhao Jiuge, what spell was that? Just from that aura, it was extraordinary.” Wang Baiwan’s loud voice had attracted everyone’s attention. They were also curious about what the name of that powerful spell was. After all, aside from the little greenhorns who started cultivation recently like Zhao Jiuge, everyone else had at least some basic knowledge.

If Zhao Jiuge hadn’t had those fortunate encounters, he would have spent his whole life without knowing about the cultivation world.

One life, two fates, three feng shui, four amass, five study.

Sometimes fate was something that couldn’t be explained clearly. A small idea could change someone's entire life.

Zhao Jiuge didn’t know how to answer this question, so he stuttered a bit with an embarrassing smile and scratched his head. He had just arrived, so he didn’t want to be too special to avoid...