I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

After an unknown amount of time, the haggard Liu Feiyan returned to the crater, came to her own tombstone in the prophecy picture, and smiled miserably.

As agreed, after killing all his enemies, she came to accompany him.

Xiao Wuyou wanted to tell her countless times to let go of the past, but he realized countless times that the other party couldn't hear him at all, so he had to shut up.

Liu Feiyan slashed her neck with the knife without any hesitation.

Blood spilled in the air and the crimson flames went out.

The fairy princess died in front of the tomb of her loved one.

With Liu Feiyan's death, the phantom of the divine phoenix cried sadly and floated out from her corpse.

But at this moment, a black-robed monk emerged from the void, swung out a chain, and tightly trapped the phantom of the Divine Phoenix that had lost its master!

Chapter 5 Begins

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The pitch-black chain was different from any magic weapon Xiao Wuyou had ever seen. It was filled with an extremely strange Taoist rhyme and actually entangled the phoenix's phantom layer by layer, binding it tightly. Finally, it was dragged into the void by the devil!

Could it be that the destiny of the son of luck was caused by the devil? !

No, if the devil really had the power to control destiny at will, there would be no need to plan as carefully as before. Wouldn't it be enough to directly manipulate fate and let everyone die suddenly?

But it is undeniable that the devil is waiting for the Son of Destiny to fulfill his destiny and die so that he can reclaim this great destiny!

Thinking of this, Xiao Wuyou’s murderous intent towards Tianmo increased.

Fortunately, all this has not happened yet.

And Xiao Wuyou would never let this happen.

Compared to the devil, what is more important is to find a way to break Yan'er's destiny.

With the previous experience of communicating with the young master, Xiao Wuyou had a better understanding of the prophecy pictures and no longer simply applied the online novel templates of his previous life.

Xiao Wuyou forced himself to suppress his sadness and went through the process of Liu Feiyan becoming the Daughter of the Divine Phoenix.

In short, Yan'er was invited to participate in the trial conference, suffered humiliation and ridicule, and then made a stunning debut, fought back from a desperate situation, sacrificed teammates, and finally fulfilled her destiny and became a divine phoenix.

...It still feels like déjà vu!

Could it be that I was being sacrificed as a teammate? In this kind of plot, usually the father dies, or the grandfather with the ring dies? Did I steal their chance to die because of my appearance? !

Xiao Wuyou suddenly felt like cursing.

Being forced to die for others is too tragic, isn't it? !

Xiao Wuyou thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out where the breakthrough point was.

Junior Grandmaster mentioned that destiny cannot be reversed and trying to go against it will backfire.

Even if he left on his own initiative, he would only be delaying time. Besides, it still could not change the fact that Liu Feiyan would lose her loved ones, become the daughter of the Divine Phoenix, and finally have her destiny robbed by the devil.

Alas, there is still some missing information.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but secretly curse himself for being stupid a thousand years ago. He only left a backup plan but no hint. He couldn't just guess here, right?

As he was thinking, Xiao Wuyou's consciousness gradually became dim.

But at this moment, memories of the past came to my mind like fleeting flashes of light.

That was when the young master had just left.

Xiao Wuyou got everything he dreamed of with his strength.

Wealth, power, fame.

A genius in swordsmanship, a peerless genius.

However, when he had all this, he found that it was all so boring.

No matter how he squanders his wealth, abuses his power, or enjoys his fame, all that awaits him is endless emptiness.

He never really wanted any of this.

I just want to accompany my little master to see the outside world.

When the young master left, all of this became meaningless.

But even so, Xiao Wuyou was unwilling to give up that last glimmer of hope.

After he became famous in the world of immortal cultivation, the immortal cultivation families at that time invited him to talk about love all day long, and there were countless matchmakers and beautiful women who tried to act as matchmakers.

There is no woman who doesn't want to marry the sword immortal's disciple.

No matter where Xiao Wuyou went, he was surrounded by thousands of charming and gorgeous flowers.

But for Xiao Wuyou, without the company of his little master, even the most beautiful flowers would pale in comparison.

The reason why I didn't drive them away was that I still held on to that last bit of hope.

If the young master knew that I was hanging out with these women all day, he would definitely teach me a lesson.

However, until the young master appeared, he had no choice but to continue waiting.

He didn't know how long he would have to wait, ten years? A hundred years? A thousand years?

But he had no choice but to wait.

until that day.

In Xiao Wuyou's eyes at that time, everything lost its color. The so-called blind date was as perfunctory as possible. From beginning to end, he didn't even focus on the woman.

The matchmaker was helpless, and smiled apologetically behind Xiao Wuyou: "Alas, this girl was a well-known genius back then, but later she became a waste of cultivation. However, her beauty is indeed stunning, Master Xiao might as well take her as a concubine..."

Xiao Wuyou didn't bother to pay attention to the matchmaker's earnest advice and just walked out of the house.

It was at that moment, with the girl's arrogant scolding.

Xiao Wuyou turned his head.

At that moment, he encountered a blush that was more brilliant than fire.

It was like a weak but tenacious flame that rekindled his cold heart and brought a touch of light and warmth to the gray world.

The girl pointed at her and glared at her, her brows full of determination: "Xiao Wuyou, how dare you look down on me?!"

"Don't look down on a poor young girl!"

Xiao Wuyou, who was amazed by the girl, looked strange when he heard these words.

After parting with his junior master, Xiao Wuyou, who had been lifeless all along, thought of the classic online novels in his previous life and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You?!" The girl, who was originally full of high spirits, couldn't help but get furious when being ridiculed like this.

At this time, the surrounding family elders and the matchmaker also misunderstood Xiao Wuyou's actions and laughed at the girl.

"A useless cultivator, you dare to challenge Master Xiao?!"

"You have a pretty face, but you really take yourself too seriously!"

"I am laughing so hard, this loser really thinks she is still the beautiful girl she was back then?!"

The girl gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Do you think I'm joking?"

But Xiao Wuyou heard this and said with interest: "No."

"I have no intention of disrespecting you."

"But if you want to win the respect of the world, you can't just talk."

Xiao Wuyou narrowed his eyes, suppressed his laughter, and suggested: "How about we make a three-year agreement?"

"Okay!" The girl put her hands on her waist, stamped her feet, twisted her waist, pointed her slender fingers at Xiao Wuyou, and shouted, "I'll accompany you to the end!"

"Three years from now, I will personally challenge you to a duel. If I win, you must personally announce to the world that you will never marry anyone other than me!"

These arrogant words caused everyone to laugh.

Only Xiao Wuyou stopped smiling and looked at her seriously: "What if you lose?"

The girl said without hesitation: "How about I voluntarily acknowledge you as my master and become your concubine?"

But to everyone, this condition seemed unfair.

After all, considering her status as a young girl at that time, being Xiao Wuyou's concubine was a bit of a bargain for her.

But no one, including Liu Feiyan, expected that Xiao Wuyou would agree so easily.

"It's a deal."

Thus, the two of them made the three-year agreement that was famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

This was the beginning of the rise of that generation of Divine Phoenix.

At the same time, it was also the beginning of Xiao Wuyou's love affair with the girl.

The past events washed away and gradually became clear in his mind. Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth in his sleep.

Chapter 6: The authorities are confused

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The next morning, Xiao Wuyou went straight to Wangyue Pavilion to discuss things with his junior master.

First, he had to confirm whether the prophetic image he saw was destiny.

Also, I don’t have any luck to protect me right now, so I have to ask my junior master for some self-defense methods.

The mist is thick and the moon is high in the sky. Everything in the Moon-Watching Pavilion is still so familiar.

Xiao Wuyou came to the reception room, only to find that a wonderful Taoist rhythm accompanied by powerful spiritual power was rising and falling, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Under the bright moonlight, in the middle of the quaint hall, the hazy figure with closed eyes and bare snow-white feet floats in the air, like an elf under the moon.

The young master held the magic sword Longyue in his arms. The spiritual power in his body resonated highly with the sword spirit of the magic sword, emitting star-like spiritual power. In this spacious hall, it was as brilliant and dazzling as the starry sky.

And the Junior Grandmaster is the hazy moon that is more dazzling than the endless starlight.

Xiao Wuyou stopped at the door, somewhat reluctant to disrupt this beautiful scene.

But the young master had already sensed his breath, slowly opened his eyes, floated down to the ground, dragged his inky black Taoist robe, and walked slowly towards him on his snow-white feet.

"Young Master is raising a sword?" Xiao Wuyou felt inexplicably nostalgic.

Xiao Wuyou uses the power of luck, but for other cultivators, their natal magic weapons need to be nurtured by the owner's spiritual power at all times.

Even the Sword Immortal is no exception.

Ten thousand years ago, the young master often cultivated his sword like he did just now.

But because the luck of the young master was damaged a thousand years ago, even summoning the magic sword Longyue became difficult. So in this life, this was the first time that Xiao Wuyou witnessed the sword immortal raising a sword, and he couldn't help but think of a lot of things.

"Yes." The young master nodded slightly, gently stroking the exquisite jade-like scabbard, and sighed: "I thought I would never be able to summon it again in this life."

Now, recalling the past ten thousand years, Xiao Wuyou became much bolder: "Little Grandmaster, there are only two of us now, so there is no need to call myself this seat anymore, right?"

The young master immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword and tapped Xiao Wuyou's head with the tip of the scabbarded sword: "So what?"

"On the contrary, because there are only two of us, we should not forget the hierarchy between master and disciple. Instead, you should be more respectful to me." The young master puffed out his barren chest slightly and said seriously.

Thinking about it now, she actually missed how respectful Xiao Wuyou was when they first met in this life.

Unfortunately, her memory had not yet recovered by then, and she instinctively wanted to get close to the other person, but failed.

It’s also a pity for Xiao Wuyou.

When I just came back from Yingyue City, the little master was gentle and weak, and was very obedient to me. When I mentioned that she left me ten thousand years ago, she showed a cute expression of being at a loss and about to cry.

But after using the same move too many times, the young master developed resistance to it.

Now she knew that she was not really angry, and using this trick again would only result in contempt.

It's a pity that the young master is now putting on airs as a master again.

"What brings you here this time?"

"Can't you just come and see our Junior Grandmaster if you have nothing to do? I'm leaving then." Xiao Wuyou pretended to be very hurt.

However, just as he knew the young master very well, the young master now also remembered everything and knew him very well.

The young master was not moved by Xiao Wuyou's exaggerated acting at all. He returned to the tea table and poured himself a cup of spiritual tea. Without even raising his eyes, he complained: "What trouble have you run into again?"

Seeing that the other party was not cooperating, Xiao Wuyou felt bored and had to get straight to the point: "I want to ask the young master, what exactly is Yan'er's destiny."

"In fact, I can see some things in the future in this life, but that is just a possibility. I am not sure whether it is destiny or not."