Fellow Daoist, I gladly accept this heaven-defying opportunity.

On the Flame Spirit Continent, at the Void Peak of the Azure Nether Sect.

At the summit of the towering peak, clouds and mist rise and fall in a magnificent display.

In a secluded spot halfway up the mountain, Xu Mofeng sat cross-legged, his gray robe fluttering slightly in the breeze.

As he inhaled, the surrounding clouds surged, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his meridians like a tide; but as soon as he exhaled, most of the spiritual energy dissipated through his acupoints and returned to the world.

He had been repeating this futile breathing cycle for over a decade, yet he still hadn't broken through the bottleneck of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

"Oh, Senior Brother Xu is wasting his time again?"

A crisp yet sarcastic female voice suddenly pierced the silence.

Xu Mofeng opened his eyes and saw Liu Piaopiao, dressed in a moon-white dress, standing not far away, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

This is the sect elder's newly accepted junior sister. She is exceptionally talented and has already broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm after only three years of training. Although her beauty ranks among the top five on the sect's list of beauties, she is born with an arrogant and domineering air.

"Junior Sister Liu is about to enter the inner sect. Is there something important you need me for?"

Xu Mofeng frowned slightly and asked.

"Can't you come and visit our most 'hardworking' senior brother on Misty Peak if you have nothing else to do?"

Liu Piaopiao approached on the stone steps, her chin held high. "I heard you've been a disciple for fifteen years and are still stuck at the fifth level of Qi Refining? If it were me, I would have packed my bags and left the mountain long ago. Why stay here and embarrass Xumiao Peak?"

Xu Mofeng's fingers clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands under his gray robe bulged, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately didn't utter a single word.

In this sect where martial arts are revered, those with low cultivation levels will only suffer more humiliation from arguing.

Seeing his submissive demeanor, Liu Piaopiao felt even more bored. She scoffed, flicked her sleeve, and left, her words drifting back from afar: "Look at this dullard, he's just a piece of rotten wood that can't be warmed up."

Only when the footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the mountain path did Xu Mofeng slowly loosen his fist, and a suppressed sigh escaped from his throat, carrying the weariness and resentment accumulated over the years.

Yes, it's been fifteen years.

Thinking back to when I was only six years old when I first transmigrated, I thought I had the script of a protagonist destined for greatness, and that I would surely achieve great things. But reality is cold and harsh. I have neither a heaven-defying physique nor the ancient Daoist bones, and even the golden finger that is a standard feature of transmigrators has vanished without a trace.

Watching the sect's powerful figures soar through the sky and live for thousands of years, able to shatter mountains and split rocks with a wave of their hand, he could only be trapped at the fifth level of Qi Refining, doing useless work day after day, becoming a laughing stock in the sect.

Just as he was feeling dejected, two gray-robed disciples walked side by side ahead, their hushed whispers filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment:

"I heard that the daughter of the Xuanming Palace Master was attacked and poisoned by a demonic Yin-Yang Harmony Powder. She happened to meet a newly initiated disciple who used dual cultivation to cure her, and from then on, she was living off his kindness. Now, the Palace Master is sparing no resources to help him cultivate, and he's broken through to the Golden Core Realm overnight!"

"Tsk tsk... They say the Palace Master's daughter is incredibly beautiful and alluring. That kid's got a real stroke of luck with women! Damn, why haven't I had such good fortune!"

"You know what, one of our outer disciples from the Azure Nether Sect has gotten incredibly lucky!"

Who is it?

"That dim-witted Zhang Si went on a field mission to his sect the day before yesterday and found a 500-year-old Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain. He then sold it at the market for over a hundred Yuan Spirit Stones!"

"Over a hundred yuan? He's made a killing! That's three years' worth of my sect salary! We're both outer disciples, so why is his luck so ridiculously good?"

"Comparison is the thief of joy. Why can others go out and collect rare herbs, while we can only pick up leaves?"

……

Every word felt like a needle pricking Xu Mofeng's heart, making his teeth clench with pain.

More than a hundred spirit stones!

With these resources, why should he worry about not being able to break through the bottleneck of the fifth level of Qi Refining?

Even those with mediocre talent can endure it. The path of cultivation relies on opportunities and resources for advancement, but opportunities are often biased, always favoring only a lucky few.

When others transmigrate, they find spiritual herbs by watering flowers, pick up secret manuals while taking a walk, and even lying down, they get help from old immortals; but he transmigrated for fifteen years, worked hard from dawn till dusk, and didn't even pick up a single extra spirit stone.

Where's the promised system? Where's the cheat code? If it doesn't come soon, I'll really become a useless person stuck in this outer sect!

Just as he was on the verge of a mental breakdown and feeling depressed, a crisp and pleasant mechanical notification suddenly rang in his mind!

[Ding! Detected a strong desire for opportunity in the host's favor. The Lucky Hour System is now binding...]

[Binding successful! Congratulations, host, for activating the Lucky Hour System!]

Xu Mofeng froze, his pupils contracted sharply, and the next second, ecstasy swept over him!

Ah! Heaven has eyes!

Finally waited!

He forcibly suppressed his excitement, which was making him want to jump up and down, and focused his mind to quickly study the system's functions.

[Auspicious Turn of Fortune: This ability can detect the opportunities and fortunes of all living beings in the vicinity, pinpoint the extraordinary encounters and opportunities that others are about to obtain, and freely convert them for your own use!]

Xu Mofeng burst into laughter instantly. This was like a pillow delivered to someone who was sleepy, or a feast delivered to someone who was starving!

I was just envying others for their incredible luck and endless opportunities, and then the system just gave me a free kill!

From now on, you can inherit other people's luck, their serendipitous encounters, and their resources. The opportunity to escape the cycle of hardship and become the most fortunate person has arrived!

Without saying a word, Xu Mofeng immediately activated the system's detection capabilities.

In an instant, the Eye of Opportunity was activated, and in his eyes, everyone's fortune and opportunities were clear at a glance!

Most of the outer disciples who came and went were empty-handed and showed no unusual signs, which meant that these people had mediocre fates and their future cultivation path would be uneventful, destined to be mediocre.

A few individuals were surrounded by a faint gray aura, connected by barely perceptible gray threads. In the system's judgment, such opportunities were insignificant, at most like picking up a copper coin or winning a bottle of wine—mere petty perks.

The truly high-quality opportunities marked by the system are those above the level of white light, which are extremely valuable and worth making every effort to convert!

Xu Mofeng's eyes were burning as he strode quickly through the sect, frantically searching for any opportunity presented by the white light.

Although there are many outer disciples, most of them are ordinary people without luck, and very few have real opportunities. No wonder they can only be trapped in the outer sect.

Just as he was about to search the entire outer gate and thought he would return empty-handed, a blinding white light suddenly burst into his field of vision!

A tall, thin boy walked towards us. He had an ordinary appearance and a dull expression. He looked honest and unassuming, and would be easily forgotten in a crowd.

At this moment, however, he was enveloped in a full ten feet of shimmering white spiritual light, like a bright light bulb with its own spotlight, standing out among the drab disciples!

"A tremendous opportunity! High-quality white light!"

Xu Mofeng's heart skipped a beat, and he felt excited and hot all over. After being stuck in the moldy kiln for fifteen years, his luck was finally about to change!

He stared intently and clearly saw a long line of destiny on the tall, thin boy's body, stretching straight towards the back mountain behind him.

Don't miss out!

Xu Mofeng pretended to be nonchalant and brushed past her, then immediately turned around and sped up, tracing the long line of opportunity back to its source, heading straight for the back mountain of the outer sect!

They traveled swiftly, and the long trail finally came to a secluded and deserted training ground on the back mountain, ending right under a bluestone half-buried in mud.

Xu Mofeng strode forward, bent down and moved the bluestone aside. An inconspicuous gray cloth bag lay quietly under the stone, with no spiritual energy leaking out. An ordinary person would never notice it even if they passed by a hundred times.

He reached out and took out the cloth bag. It was light in his hand. When he opened it, dozens of primordial spirit stones inside shone brightly, and a clear spiritual energy rushed out!

"More than sixty primordial spirit stones!"

Xu Mofeng's eyes gleamed with elation.

You should know that as an outer disciple, his fixed monthly salary is only three basic spirit stones. This bag is equivalent to two years of his hard-earned salary!

This windfall is enough for him to steadily break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining, and there might even be some left over!

It's obvious that this bag of spirit stones was the exclusive opportunity for that tall, thin boy. If he didn't have the system, this good fortune would have definitely gone to someone else.

Just as he was counting the spirit stones, the system notification sounded again!

[Ding! Successfully locked onto and converted another person's white light opportunity!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received the conversion reward: Human-Rank Primal Body Tempering Pill x1!]

Xu Mofeng's eyes lit up. There was an extra reward?

Absolutely a steal!

In the Flame Spirit Continent, pills are divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Human. The Human Grade Primordial Body Tempering Pill may seem to be of low grade, but it is an excellent body tempering pill for Qi Refining Realm cultivators. One pill is worth dozens of Primordial Spirit Stones, making it extremely cost-effective!

He instantly grasped the system rules: the higher the value of the opportunity for transformation, the more generous the rewards given by the system!

Xu Mofeng deftly pocketed all the spirit stones, then put the empty bag back under the bluestone, restoring it to its original state.

After confirming that no one was around and there were no clues, he hid behind a large rock in the distance to observe.

After an incense stick had burned, the tall, thin boy arrived as scheduled.

This is the training ground he chose; it's quiet and secluded, perfect for solitary, rigorous practice.

He sat cross-legged, breathing deeply, and after half an hour of arduous practice, he was covered in sweat and his blood was surging. He then habitually leaned against the bluestone to rest.

With a casual glance, he happened to see a small gray cloth bag under the stone, and reached out to take it out in confusion.

But when they opened it, the bag was completely empty, without a single hair in it.

"What a waste of time, it was just an empty bag."

The boy looked disappointed and was about to throw it away.

"Stop! Those are mine!"

A rapid and furious roar suddenly rang out!

A disciple dressed in black rushed over, staring intently at the cloth bag in the boy's hand, his eyes fierce.

The tall, thin boy was stunned for a moment. Although he was puzzled, he was too lazy to care and casually tossed the cloth bag over.

"Here you go."

The black-clad disciple caught the cloth bag and opened it expectantly. But when he saw that the bag was empty, his face instantly turned ashen, and anger surged to his head!

"Where are the things?! Where are the sixty-five Primal Spirit Stones in my bag?"

He gritted his teeth, staring intently at the tall, thin boy: "This is all my savings from the past two years! You picked up the bag and you dare to play dumb? Hand it over right now, or I'll fight you to the death!"

The tall, thin boy was instantly stunned, his face filled with innocence and frustration: "It was empty when I received it; there were no spirit stones at all. Don't accuse me wrongly!"

"Still trying to talk tough! Don't push me to the limit!"

The argument escalated instantly, and without saying a word, the two started punching and kicking each other, fighting fiercely and chaotically in the open space.

At that moment, a pang of guilt swept through Xu Mofeng's heart as he hid behind the rock.

If the tall, thin boy had found the spirit stone, he certainly wouldn't have returned it to the black-clad disciple so easily, so their fight was inevitable.

Thinking about it this way, everything becomes clear!