After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 684:
Chapter 684: How Dare You Steal Luck From the Lady of Luck (2)
Translator: _Min_
He squatted down, gently slapped Master Mingdeng’s face, “It’s you who abet tyranny, daring to steal the luck of the lady of luck herself. Those who did so before you either died or were gravely injured. I’m waiting to see what happens to the next one. When the time comes, I’ll collect the data for a report, and my grandfather will have something to enjoy.”
“Impossible!” Master Mingdeng murmured, as if he had thought of something, suddenly shouting, “I don’t believe it! I just can’t believe it!”
He stared fixedly at Si Fuqing, blood continuously spilling from his mouth, “It was you who stole Qingwei’s luck, she is protected, and you will definitely face retribution, definitely will…”
He couldn’t finish his words as Master Mingdeng’s head tilted, and he fainted.
JI Xingzhi appeared surprised, “All his merits and cultivation gone to waste, quite tragic indeed.”
Thus, the abbot of Guanghua Temple had become a cripple.
Whether he could ever awaken was another matter.
“Look into him,” Si Fuqing’s eyes narrowed, “I thought he was helping the Ji family steal my luck, but it seems he was just clueless.”
“Right, about Ji Qingyao, I asked my old man, and he said you can rest easy about it, you don’t need to do anything, the luck will return to you,” JI Xingzhi said. “But there will definitely be a backlash, considering she indeed used your luck.”
Si Fuqing nodded, “Hmm, I’ll help her out when the time comes.”
Daughters from the Ji family were treated very differently compared to those from other families.
Unlike the Zuo family, which had invited Masters of Yin-Yang to transfer her luck to the entire family, the Ji family had focused all their hopes on Ji Qingwei.
“The bulk of your luck is still with her, most of it is on this Ji Qingwei,” JI Xingzhi added. “You collect your luck, I’ll investigate my matter, let’s first identify the mastermind.”
“I understand. Speaking of which, I met a monk in the city of Sijiu last time who said that both my boss and I have great luck,” Si Fuqing pondered. “Do you think I could sponge some luck off him?”
JI Xingzhi thought for a moment, “There is such a belief, but you both need to have a high compatibility first, otherwise sponging off him would be in vain, and it depends if he is willing to share with you.”
“But one thing is sure, those with great luck do protect those around them, and your recovery of luck will also be faster.”
Si Fuqing nodded, wiped her hands, and then turned to leave.
JI Xingzhi wondered, “Where are you going now?”
Si Fuqing, hands in her pockets, replied leisurely, “To sponge some luck off my boss, it’s the afternoon already, I’ll treat him to food, should be able to sponge a bit more.”
JI Xingzhi:
Resigned, he bent down to pick up Master Mingdeng.
At the same time, in the city of Sijiu, at Guanghua Temple.
Within the temple where offerings were made, several monks were cleaning when they noticed the largest candle in the center flickering before it suddenly went out.
“Why did this candle go out?” one monk exclaimed in surprise, “In all my time here, this candle has never gone out before.”
There were rumors in Guanghua Temple that this candle was an external manifestation of Master Mingdeng’s spirit.
As long as Master Mingdeng was alive, the candle was supposed to burn eternally.
If the candle had extinguished, did it not imply that something dire had befallen Master Mingdeng?!
If Master Mingdeng really had met with disaster, the temple’s offerings would cease.
This was a serious matter!
The monks panicked, not daring to speculate further, and hurried to find the head monk.
Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Heaven Earth Alliance.
In the director’s office.
“Director, Great Xia TV has changed the creative team for the show, and they’ve invited Miss Si back,” the middle-aged man cautiously reported. “Miss Si has enrolled in both the medical and art groups, but they’ll record medical group first, arts will likely have to wait until March.”
Gu Huiyan huffed, “Fine, fine, just in time for the international tour starting in March. Tell the program team we can go abroad for filming, make sure to show them what ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains’ truly looks like!”
To scare them to death!
The middle-aged man nodded, “Miss Si is definitely going to be the champion, and no one in the entertainment circle would dare to doubt her.”
Si Fuqing was the only celebrity guest participating in two groups, and there were many waiting to see her fail on the show.
Gu Huiyan couldn’t stand that.
He was determined to clear her name.
“She is certainly the champion,” Gu Huiyan said with a smile, “her embroidery alone is a strike above this dimension.”
Mentioning the embroidery, Gu Huiyan inevitably remembered Ji Qingwei’s inferior version, and his expression softened.
The middle-aged man read the room and spoke timely, “If the Ji family finds someone else to send their miss’s embroidery to the competition, that’d be unfortunate.”
“Unfortunate for them, what does it have to do with me,” Gu Huiyan said indifferently, “but Fuqing would definitely find it irritating, I still should tell her about this.”
He slowly picked up his phone to contact Si Fuqing.
Si Fuqing received the call just as she arrived at the training base, “Elder Gu.”
“I’m calling about your embroidery,” Gu Huiyan said. “The Ji family had sent their miss’s embroidery as well, I initially thought it was good, but then your delivery arrived, and theirs just looked like a low-grade version of yours. You really don’t know her? This coincidence seems a bit much.”
Si Fuqing laughed, “Yeah, what are the odds.”
“I reckon the Ji family hit a wall here, but hasn’t given up and still sent the embroidery over,” Gu Huiyan said. “Don’t be upset, with your embroidery here, theirs is useless.”
“Got it,” Si Fuqing’s eyelashes lowered, “Thanks, Elder Gu, you’ve really helped me out this time.”
After ending the call, she put away her phone and pushed open the doors of the training base.
The Five State team was in the midst of an internal match.
Seeing her enter, they all stopped what they were doing.
“Miss Si, the selection went smoothly,” Jing Zhou stood up, his expression subtly excited, “We won both the 5vs5 and the individual matches, now our points are tied with the other veteran teams for first place.”
“Good,” Si Fuqing nodded, “Keep the selection low-key, I mean you, Jiang Changfeng.”
Jiang Changfeng was expressionless, “I’ve already reduced my APM to 380, that’s my limit, I can’t control it like you can.”
The other team members exchanged glances.
Was this the competition among the gods?
At that moment, the training base door was knocked on.
A team member stood up to open the door.
Outside stood a secretary-looking individual, followed by two tall, sturdy bodyguards.
Jing Zhou recognized them as people from the Ji family, his expression instantly changed, “Miss Si, they are from the Ji family, you—”
Before he could finish, he saw Si Fuqing stand up, a glint of hostility rising in her eyes, she said without any emotion in her tone, “I really can’t stand hearing that surname right now.”
Then, Jing Zhou watched as both bodyguards were kicked out by Si Fuqing, and the secretary was also locked out.
Everyone else:
Jiang Changfeng remained expressionless.
He was used to it.
Outside the training base.
The secretary managed to stand upright.
He took a deep breath and contacted Ji Boyan, “Young master, we didn’t even say anything, and we were kicked out, she won’t accept.”
“Not accepting? Another tough nut?” Ji Boyan frowned, scoffing, “These stars, get a bit of money and they all become so arrogant.”
The Ji family, after all, was a century-old prominent family.
Taking on the Ji family was like seeking one’s own doom.
“The Five State team absolutely cannot advance,” Ji Boyan said coldly, “Crippe Jing Zhou and the other team members’ hands, make sure they can’t participate in the competition, especially that new face, what’s his name, Jiang Changfeng?”
