I Have an Omen System

’Something’s wrong!’

Suddenly, Qin Xuan noticed that the content of the final Worst Draw was different from all the others.

There was an extra word: Fortune!

This was something that had never happened before.

’Fortune relies on misfortune, and misfortune is where fortune hides. Even in the most desperate straits, there can be a path to survival. There has to be a way out.’

The thought had barely crossed his mind.

BOOM!

The last blood-red Divination in his mind suddenly became illusory, transforming into a shade of violet-gold.

[Top-Top Lottery · Calamity: Go to Blood Demon Island and slay Ye Lan. Activate the Fruit Position Spirit Treasure to glimpse the Demon Monarch’s plot. Though you shall bear overwhelming karma, you will also receive a Demon Monarch’s protection and a Third-Grade Opportunity. Greatly auspicious!]

Qin Xuan struggled to suppress the excitement in his heart.

’Just as I thought, my chance has come!’

A stream of information flooded his mind, and Qin Xuan had an instant of perfect clarity.

The previous Divinations only indicated good or bad fortune, which was directly tied to whether his life was in danger.

A great calamity meant certain death, while great fortune meant not only would his life be safe, but he would also gain unexpected benefits.

However, under certain circumstances, great peril could conceal a great opportunity.

When such a low-probability event occurred, the Divination would be marked with "Calamity" or "Fortune" instead.

’Even though all four Divinations pointed to great calamity, one of them hides a Third-Grade Opportunity. An absolute windfall!’

The slightest misstep would lead to a world of difference.

Whether he could escape this predicament depended entirely on whether he could seize this fleeting opportunity.

However, when Qin Xuan read the contents of the final violet-gold Divination, his eyes shot wide open. He was completely dumbfounded.

’Me?’

’Slay Ye Lan?!’

Qin Xuan pointed a finger at himself, tilted his head, and let his jaw hang open, his face a perfect picture of disbelief.

Ye Lan was a member of the Daqian Royal Family and the lead True Inheritance disciple of the Cyan Cloud Sect. On top of that, his Cultivation was at the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Seventh Level.

He himself hadn’t even broken through to the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Sixth Level yet.

Qin Xuan took a deep breath and steeled his resolve.

’Forget it! I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. Worst case, the whole thing goes under.’

’The worst that can happen is I die. I’d like to see for myself just what this Ye Lan is made of. With my Three Daoist Rank Divine Techniques, I refuse to believe I can’t crush you!’

He carefully read the contents of the Divination again.

He committed every detail to memory: the Fruit Position Spirit Treasure, the Demon Monarch’s plot, the overwhelming karma, all of it.

Qin Xuan began to approach Blood Demon Island again.

...

[Countdown: 27 days, 10 hours. Punishment Altar Vice Incense Master Wei Qingyi has yet to arrive at Blood Demon Island. Deducting 105 Merit Points. Merit Balance insufficient. An Incense Master Loan has been automatically requested on your behalf.]

A line of text slowly emerged from the Identity Token.

The number for the automatic loan was still ticking, getting faster and faster.

"Fucking hell, is this shit never going to end?"

"I’m already on my way to Blood Demon Island, and you’re still docking my Merit Points! Those vampires from the Blood Loan Money Shop, why don’t you all just drop dead!"

Wei Qingyi was dumbstruck.

Clutching half a White Jade Elephant Tusk, his body transformed into a streak of emerald light. He couldn’t be bothered with anything else as he shot into the sky from Demon Flood Dragon Island.

He cursed up a storm as he sped toward Blood Demon Island.

If Qin Xuan were here, his jaw would have surely dropped.

This person was none other than the Righteous Cultivator he had once met, who called himself Wei Wuxian from the Daqian Royal Family!

"We’ve been completely deceived! This man is a Sinful Demon from the Blood Demon Sword Sect!"

Someone cried out in horror, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Another person stamped his feet, slapping his thigh in regret. "That cunning Sinful Demon! No wonder the interest rate was so high! I just lent him five thousand low-grade spirit stones yesterday!"

"So what if I’m a Demon Cultivator? If you want to try and kill me to get your money back, be my guest. Come and get me."

Wei Qingyi laughed wildly, dark Demonic Qi surging around his body.

The next moment, a cloud of emerald-green poison mist suddenly erupted.

It blotted out the sky, nearly covering half of Demon Flood Dragon Island.

"Such a powerful poison mist! He’s the Poison Blood Sinful Demon, Wei Qingyi!" someone shouted, recognizing him.

In an instant, the poison mist spread. The flesh of countless Cultivators began to corrode as they dropped dead on the spot.

Someone shouted, "That Sinful Demon is fleeing towards Blood Demon Island!"

Immediately after, someone else exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist Yun of the East Sea Green Scale Python King Demon Clan has made a move!"

The scene descended into utter chaos.

An unknown number of Human Dao Foundation Establishment Cultivators perished in the toxic mist, their bodies left to rot and fester, while countless Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment Cultivators were injured.

"Sinful Demon, don’t be so arrogant! Fellow Daoists, let’s join forces to slay the demon!"

Another person bellowed.

"One man’s strength is limited! If we all rush him, Wei Qingyi can’t possibly kill all of us!"

Countless Magical Treasures and Divine Techniques rained down in Wei Wuxian’s—no, Wei Qingyi’s—direction.

A rain of blood fell from the sky, and the air was filled with bloodcurdling screams.

"A pack of ants. After I’m done ambushing Ye Lan, I’ll be back to settle the score with all of you."

Wei Qingyi choked, swallowing a mouthful of bloody foam. He wretchedly dodged the barrage of Magical Treasures, his aura flickering weakly, and fled as a streak of blood-red light.

Similar scenes were appearing in various places across the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.

The vast majority of Demon Cultivators had been hiding perfectly among the Righteous Cultivators, but the sudden loan pressure from the Blood Loan Money Shop forced them all out into the open.

There was a female Demon Cultivator whose Painted Hide rustled off her face, revealing a mountain of trembling flesh.

There was a tall, handsome youth who radiated a noble and righteous aura.

There was also an ugly, dwarfish Demon Cultivator with sharp, simian features...

One after another, they all transformed into streaks of demonic light, soaring into the sky and fleeing toward Blood Demon Island.

...

「Above the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea」

The ghastly white sky was a sheet of dead gray.

A bald, Golden Core Blood Demon stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his face a canvas of black Demon Patterns. He looked down from on high, his expression as impassive as a deep well, watching the Holy Sect Demon Cultivators scurry toward Blood Demon Island like beaten dogs.

"Brother Ji, everything is ready."

"The two lords, the Pure Yang Soul Capturing Demon Monarch and the Profound Evil Cyan Snake Demon Monarch, will personally act to obscure the heavens’ secrets for you. The rest is up to you."

"Thank you, Brother Ming!"

Ji Boyan’s figure slowly emerged from the void. He bowed, clasped his hands, and saluted solemnly.

He held an ancient, golden Soul Lamp. The golden flame upon it flickered, as brilliant as a blazing sun, radiating golden light in all directions.

But the void behind him was pitch black, as if not a single sliver of light could penetrate it, following him doggedly.

"Success or failure, it all comes down to this. I’m off!"

Ji Boyan’s eyes were bright and piercing as he strode forward.

Below him was Blood Demon Island, where Demon Cultivators were continuously gathering!

With every step he took, a dim yellow candlelight lit up in the pitch-black void behind him.

By the time Ji Boyan’s figure vanished onto Blood Demon Island, the pitch-black void behind him was filled with what looked like the lights of a thousand cities, appearing from nowhere to illuminate the sky as brightly as day!

...

Qin Xuan lay hidden on Blood Demon Island.

’Damn it, this was supposed to be an ambush for Ye Lan. How have I been here for nearly three days without seeing a single shadow of a Cyan Cloud Sect Cultivator?’

Behind a large reef, Qin Xuan was growing frantic with impatience.

Because he arrived early, the Blood Loan Money Shop hadn’t deducted many of his Merit Points.

As soon as he set foot on the island, the deductions automatically stopped.

This only made Qin Xuan more certain that the higher-ups of the Holy Sect were plotting something!

What made him antsy, however, was that not a single Holy Sect Incense Master had bothered to show up on Blood Demon Island, to say nothing of Ye Lan from the Cyan Cloud Sect.

’If Ye Lan doesn’t show up, how am I supposed to kill him?’

Just as Qin Xuan was about to lose patience, two streaks of light, one black and one cyan, finally appeared in the distance, chasing one another.

Qin Xuan’s eyes lit up.