Chapter 3134: [Luck] Attribute Unexpectedly Increased! Terrible! Seems...

Wang Teng no longer sought to absorb the wealth energy of powerful individuals.

This time’s harvest was enough for him to digest for a long while.

With this experience, he would never dare recklessly absorb others’ wealth energy again.

It was better to proceed with caution.

Otherwise, if he were careless and suffered a serious backlash, it would be a loss outweighing the gain.

At that moment, he quickly checked his condition and found nothing major, finally calming down completely.

“Close call!”

Wang Teng took a deep breath and fully retracted the [Golden Wealth God Body], ceasing its operation.

He had a premonition.

If he had continued forcibly absorbing wealth energy just now, the backlash would have surely come.

For attributes tied to fortune and luck, he had never dared to underestimate them.

When he first obtained the [Luck] attribute, he had already deeply experienced the mystery and terror of such power!

Yes, terror indeed!

Imagine someone whose luck went awry—danger could strike at any moment.

The danger could be minor, perhaps just a scratch, but if it were severe… it might threaten life itself.

What else could that be but terror?

Especially when one had no idea when the danger would arrive.

It was impossible to predict!

Wealth fortune should also belong to the category of luck-related attributes.

Wang Teng didn’t know whether a problem in wealth fortune would indirectly affect other aspects of luck.

But even if only wealth fortune were affected, he couldn’t accept it.

Thus, he dared not gamble!

“There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Forcibly absorbing another’s wealth energy is equivalent to stealing their fortune.”

“In the short term, there may seem to be no consequences, but once accumulated to a certain degree, the price must be paid.”

Wang Teng’s understanding deepened, gaining new insight into the realm of fortune.

It was like an ordinary person suddenly winning a huge lottery.

Without a corresponding fate to bear it, the result often ended in disaster.

Fortunately, Wang Teng’s fate was strong enough—after all, he was cheating!

So his tolerance limit should be quite high.

Moreover, the [Luck] attribute he had absorbed over time wasn’t wasted; it was now subtly taking effect.

All of this was foundation!

Even so, he understood one truth—everything must have its limits!

Now that limit had been reached; he needed time to digest before continuing.

Wang Teng stood up, stretching his limbs and feeling his body.

It seemed something had changed!

And yet, it seemed nothing had changed!

A strange, elusive sensation!

A faint smile curved his lips.

At that moment, a vague premonition stirred within him—as if good fortune was about to descend at any moment.

Not bad, actually, this feeling was rather amusing!

Speaking of the [Luck] attribute, he instinctively glanced at his attribute panel.

[Luck]: 68

“Huh?”

Wang Teng blinked, nearly thinking he had misread.

Hadn’t it been 65 points earlier? How did it become 68?

“Could it be that the increase in wealth fortune has boosted this [Luck] attribute too?”

Wang Teng quickly thought of this possibility, astonished.

He’d had a hunch earlier—now it was confirmed!

They truly were connected!

Wang Teng rubbed his chin, finding this realm of fortune truly wondrous, filled with new ideas.

Perhaps in the future, he could find other ways to enhance the [Luck] attribute.

Regardless, one more method of boosting [Luck] was now available.

Though the increase was small—only three points of [Luck] attribute.

But the wealth energy boost was substantial.

The ratio was somewhat terrifying!

Wang Teng felt a slight headache just thinking about it.

Seemed the way to enhance [Luck] through wealth energy wasn’t simple either!

Yet, upon considering how difficult it was to raise the [Luck] attribute, he felt these three points weren’t insignificant.

“At least better than nothing,”

Wang Teng thought to himself.

In short, with both wealth fortune and the [Luck] attribute rising, his future luck should be quite good.

Just thinking about it made him feel a little excited!

Wang Teng chuckled, preparing to continue reviewing his physical talent attributes.

Just then.

Bzzz!

A humming sound suddenly echoed through the room, followed by a low, mechanical voice resonating throughout.

“Attention all personnel, please gather in the main hall of the warship.”

“Attention all personnel, please gather in the main hall of the warship.”

“Attention all personnel, please gather in the main hall of the warship.”

……

The announcement sounded three times in succession, its urgency unmistakable.

“What’s going on?”

Wang Teng’s brows twitched slightly, a flicker of surprise and suspicion crossing his eyes.

“Assembly? At this hour?”

He immediately recalled what he had just done, and a faint unease crept into his chest.

It couldn’t be… could it?

If those powerful ones had discovered anything, they’d have already overturned the ship. Why was everything so calm?

Surely not the calm before the storm?

“Tch, do you think absorbing some wealth energy is easy for me?”

Wang Teng shook his head and pushed open the cabin door. A robot was already waiting at the entrance.

“Please follow me.”

The robot spoke in a mechanical tone.

Wang Teng showed no surprise. He had seen creations of the Machine Clan before—this was nothing more than a trivial device.

The Machine Clan even possessed immensely powerful mechanical puppets, and he had gained corresponding insights from them.

This robot was merely the lowest-grade guidance model—what did it matter?

Still, he felt a quiet exasperation.

Earlier, he had followed only a token to reach Room 09. Now, they were assigning him a robot directly.

What was this about?

Were they afraid he’d run away?

As if he could escape?

Wang Teng muttered inwardly as he followed the robot down the corridor toward the main hall.

The main hall wasn’t far. Within moments, he arrived.

Passing through a silver gate towering ten zhang high, he stepped into a space so vast it made one gasp.

The warship’s central control hall seemed large enough to hold several football fields. The dome soared a hundred zhang high, semi-circular, embedded with countless stars and inscribed with endless runes, all glowing faintly.

At the center stood a massive circular table, capable of seating over a hundred people.

When Wang Teng entered, he found the powerful figures had already gathered.

They sat around the table on tall metallic chairs, silently awaiting something.

*Shua!*

In an instant, dozens of gazes turned toward him, locking onto his figure.

“…”

Wang Teng felt deeply uncomfortable.

Though he had long grown accustomed to being watched by powerful beings,

this was the first time so many of them had focused on him at once.

He really was getting better and better—truly, no one matched his treatment!

“You’re the last one. Come sit down already!”

A familiar aged voice came from the side of the table.

Wang Teng turned and saw that it was Elder Ji, smiling warmly at him.

Elder Ji’s complexion looked much improved compared to before—seems the rest had helped.

That made sense.

After all, he was a Light-type warrior; dealing with darkness energy was within his expertise.

Yet, a faint ominous shadow flickered in Elder Ji’s eyes, and a lingering black mist clung to his brow—his true condition remained exposed.

There was no hiding that.

Wang Teng glanced around again and noticed the others were mostly in similar states, some worse than Elder Ji.

After all, they weren’t Light-type warriors—no advantage there.

“Elder Ji.”

Wang Teng nodded in greeting.

“Sit beside me. I saved a spot for you.”

Elder Ji pointed to the seat next to him.

A flicker of surprise passed through Wang Teng’s eyes.

Those seats were occupied by Immortal-level masters. Further up, near the head of the table, sat three True God-level beings.

He instinctively glanced at the three True Gods—especially Chihuang True God.

This was their territory, after all.

“Sit down,” Chihuang True God said calmly.

“You’ve suddenly become polite, kid,” Zhu Long True God lightly tapped Wang Teng with a finger, laughing.

“With elders present, how dare I act presumptuously?” Wang Teng replied.

Before Chihuang and Zhu Long could speak, Yao Feng True God had already coldly remarked, “Playing pretense.”

Wang Teng ignored him and walked straight to the seat beside Elder Ji.

“…”

Silence fell across the room.

Gazes instinctively swept toward Yao Feng True God, carrying subtle hints of bewilderment.

This guy truly didn’t fear Yao Feng True God at all!

How bold!

If it were them, they would never dare ignore a True God like that.

But Chihuang and Zhu Long said nothing further.

Everyone knew instantly—they were backing Wang Teng.

*Tsk tsk.*

Unbelievable.

Yao Feng’s gaze darkened.

He hadn’t expected this brat to remain as arrogant as ever after the battle.

Didn’t he fear Yao Feng striking him?

No one could stop him now—wait, his eyes swept past Chihuang and Zhu Long.

Hmph! It was only because he relied on their power!

Truly seeking death!

Did he truly believe these two true divine beings could protect him for the rest of his life?

"You've got quite a bit more spirit now, kid."

The True God Candle Dragon didn't glance at the True God Yawind, instead sizing Wang Teng up with a critical eye, a flicker of surprise flashing in his gaze.

"Looks like you're quite capable when it comes to purifying the Dark Power."

Wang Teng humbly replied, "You flatter me, elder. This is merely surface-level progress. Inside, I'm still far from cleansed."

He continued to feign extreme weakness, as if deeply corrupted by the dark forces.

After all, even these powerful cultivators couldn't easily purge the corruption of the Dark Power and the Calamity Force.

If he appeared too exceptional, he'd inevitably draw attention.

Too much scrutiny from strong cultivators was never a good thing.

Now that the great war had ended, he needed to guard against these so-called "family members."

He knew full well that many among them held ill will toward him—especially this Yawind True God!

Candle Dragon nodded slightly. He naturally saw through Wang Teng's condition, but was genuinely surprised by how well he had recovered.

Compared to others, Wang Teng’s current state was nearly on par with Elder Ji.

This comparison made Wang Teng stand out sharply.

Those present, listening to their exchange, turned their gazes toward Wang Teng in astonishment.

They hadn’t noticed before, but now, upon closer inspection, they realized Wang Teng had indeed recovered significantly.

And what about themselves? Even a Domain Master cultivator like Wang Teng surpassed them.

In an instant, many strong cultivators’ expressions grew strained.

Damn it!

They never expected to lose to a Domain Master cultivator like Wang Teng in purifying the Dark Power.

If word of this spread, they’d lose all dignity.

"Oh no! Looks like I’ve shown too much!"

Wang Teng felt a jolt in his heart.

How could he have imagined these powerful cultivators were so weak? He had already controlled his appearance so carefully, yet they still couldn’t match him?

What kind of nonsense was this?

It made things incredibly awkward for him.

Everyone: ……

If they only knew what Wang Teng was thinking, they might have wanted to kill him on the spot.

Did this guy even understand the catastrophic consequences of being doubly corrupted by Dark Power and Calamity Force?

If purification were truly so easy, why would things have come to this?

Just then, Elder Ji suddenly transmitted a mental message to Wang Teng: "This gathering likely isn’t for anything good. You should prepare yourself mentally."

"Hmm?" Wang Teng’s heart gave a sudden jolt.

No way!

Could Elder Ji have guessed something?

Though he had sensed something odd when receiving the summons, he hadn’t dared to think too badly of it.

He’d always believed things couldn’t get worse than this.

At least the great war was over. They’d just been corrupted by Dark Power and Calamity Force—what could be done?

Only time could slowly cleanse it.

But Elder Ji’s words stirred a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Even Elder Ji said so—this must not be simple.

"What inside knowledge does Elder Ji possess?" Wang Teng quickly whispered back.

"I can guess," Elder Ji mused. "We’ve all been tainted by the Dark Power. We can’t just go back like this. The major factions will surely devise some plan—most likely isolation and purification."

"But I thought we’d at least wait until our strength recovered somewhat before being summoned."

"Yet here we are, summoned after such a short time!"

"There must be some issue behind this."

His tone carried a hint of suspicion, as if he himself wasn’t certain what was happening.

"By the way, during recovery, a sudden agitation surged within our bodies—seemed influenced by something. Did you experience anything similar?"

Elder Ji recalled something and asked.

"Uh…"

Wang Teng fell silent for a moment.

He might, perhaps, probably… have a clue as to what was going on.

Damn it!

He felt even more guilty.

He’d assumed absorbing wealth energy wouldn’t affect these powerful cultivators, but apparently, he’d oversimplified things.

Wealth energy was also a form of fortune; once partially absorbed, it still subtly impacted them.

"Yes, indeed. I did experience something similar just now."

Wang Teng rolled his eyes and instantly feigned surprise. "So many elders experienced the same? I thought I was the only one."

Elder Ji eyed him suspiciously. "Why do you seem... off?"

"Off? How am I off?" Wang Teng glanced at himself, looking utterly innocent.

Elder Ji studied him again, scrutinizing his eyes for a long while. Eventually, he found nothing conclusive. But for some reason, he couldn’t shake the feeling that Wang Teng was hiding something. (End of chapter)