While Others are Leveling Up, I Alone Will Cultivate Until Mahayana Before Making My Move

As the simulator\'s prompt fell, Su Xing\'s original energy of more than two hundred million suddenly dwindled to just under fifty million.

However, it was all worth it!

Two mysterious streams of energy entered Su Xing\'s body.

Immediately after, a flood of memories poured into Su Xing\'s mind, insights into the Eight Trigrams Fortune-Telling Technique, as well as memories of the practice of the Sword Control Technique!

Originally, Su Xing\'s entry-level Eight Trigrams Fortune-Telling Technique was already considered half Immortal in the human world, a bona fide master of fortunetelling, geomancy, fate-changing, and divination.

But now, with the influx of Mahayana-level memories, Su Xing\'s understanding of destiny had already transcended the realm of ordinary humans.

Su Xing\'s gaze was focused, as he diligently digested the memories of the Eight Trigrams Fortune-Telling Technique in his mind.

It was only after a long while that Su Xing slowly opened his eyes.

In his eyes was a hint of incredulity.

"Unbelievable... the concept of destiny is so exquisite, covering almost every aspect of the world, and even permeates a person\'s entire life..."

Su Xing\'s expression was somewhat solemn.

With his current divination skills, he could see through the destiny of ordinary people, even the trajectory of future developments, at a glance—without needing to consume much cultivation level.

Moreover, Su Xing could expend his own cultivation level to forcibly change the destiny of ordinary people!

"Such means to change another\'s destiny in the blink of an eye are... almost divine!"

Su Xing marveled in his heart; his cultivation level had soared rapidly after over a year of practice, and now with this fortune-telling technique, he finally resembled an Immortal in the eyes of mortals.

A thought occurred to Su Xing, and mysterious Spiritual Energy appeared above his eyes; he then took out a mirror and looked at his own head.

This was the technique of Observing Aura!

"Hmm... a deep green color, even with a hint of purple! Indeed... I may not be the Son of Destiny, but with a talent that shines among millions of people, my aura is second to none!"

Su Xing was quite pleased with this.

Aura and destiny are elusive concepts.

But now Su Xing could see the color of ordinary people\'s auras.

Ordinary people have a transparent white aura.

The slightly luckier ones have a light green aura.

Someone who wins a top prize in a lottery will have a deep green aura.

As for Su Xing, with a deep green mixed with purple, he was one blessed with great destiny!

This was a change brought by Su Xing\'s innate talent and favorable stars...

"With my aura, I am almost unparalleled in the world of mortals... but if there is a higher, purple aura, who could possess it?"

Su Xing pondered thoughtfully.

"Perhaps, Liu Xiu, the great Mage from the history of my previous life who experienced a meteor shower, or the old Zhu, who started with only a bowl and conquered the world, could barely be considered to have purple auras?"

Su Xing sighed lightly.

In the history of the Human Race spanning thousands of years, whether in his previous life or on Blue Star today.

Every thousand years or so, one or two Sons of Destiny would emerge.

After thoroughly experiencing the profundity of the Eight Trigrams Fortune-Telling Technique, Su Xing took out the Spirit Sword Mo Bing.

Mo Bing in hand, it emitted a series of faint whistles.

"After reaching minor accomplishment in the Sword Control Technique... I\'m even more familiar and closer to the Spirit Sword now!"

A slight smile curled up on Su Xing\'s lips.

With the minor accomplishment in the Sword Control Technique, it wasn\'t an exaggeration to say that Su Xing could now travel thirty thousand li in one day, with minimal consumption of Spiritual Energy.

Which meant, if he were to travel to Guang Province, over a distance of more than ten thousand kilometers, Su Xing would only need half a day to reach it.

Su Xing stretched out his hand, stroking the Spirit Sword Mo Bing in his hand, his eyes flashing with admiration:

"What a fine Sword of Mo Bing... In just a short period of being close to my body, soaked in Origin Force, it has already improved in quality again!"

"I\'m afraid, the quality of the Ink Ice Sword now is equivalent to that of an extremely legendary weapon, right?"

Su Xing was somewhat delighted.

Strictly speaking, after being nurtured by Su Xing\'s Origin Force, the Ink Ice Sword had stepped out of the category of Magic Artifacts and become an Origin Artifact!

An Origin Artifact is different from common magic treasures; it grows with Su Xing\'s strength.

After digesting the rewards obtained this time, Su Xing contemplated thoughtfully:

"Now I only have less than fifty million energy left, even if I add the goods from next week, I\'ll only have just over one hundred million energy..."

"This energy is simply not enough!"

Su Xing felt that he had to think of a way to generate more; otherwise, the breakthroughs for Return to Void and Broken Void Realm, and each level\'s need for staggering amounts of energy were beyond his means.

"This week, I\'ll focus on alchemy for now... and if the energy isn\'t enough after the next simulation, I\'ll make a trip to that place..."

Su Xing already had a vague plan in mind.

Thus, for the following week, Su Xing was once again busy with alchemy and farming.

A week later, Su Xing, with five thousand elixirs in tow, went to see Jin Congxue.

Going through the familiar process of changing his appearance and concealing his presence, Su Xing arrived at the villa.

Today, Jin Congxue was wearing a dark-colored long gown, but her complexion seemed somewhat pale.

Su Xing entered the room, glanced at Jin Congxue, and activated his technique for Observing Aura.

The aura above Jin Congxue\'s head was deep green, just as Su Xing had expected; born into a notable family, with attractive looks and exceptional abilities, she was indeed someone guarded by a great destiny.

But then Su Xing\'s gaze sharpened slightly, as he noticed a faint trace of blood-red within the deep green over Jin Congxue\'s head.

Blood-red signified an impending disaster of blood and strife!

The red above Jin Congxue\'s head was light, meaning it wouldn\'t be fatal.

Even so, Su Xing spoke to Jin Congxue with grave seriousness:

"Sister Xue, it seems you have an impending disaster of blood and strife coming up!"

A disaster of blood and strife?

Jin Congxue looked puzzled at first, then seemed to realize something.

Her pretty face blushed, and she rolled her eyes charmingly and said, "You lecher!"