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Chapter 29 - 28: Negative Numbers, Ah!

Chapter 29: Chapter 28: Negative Numbers, Ah!

Shi Nian looked up, to the azure sky above.

In the distance, was the emerald grassland.

Both the sky and the grassland were boundless.

"How beautiful," Mu Nanqing muttered softly.

The scenery was indeed beautiful.

But Shi Nian remained exceptionally alert.

Because this place was eerily quiet.

No chirping of birds or buzzing of insects was one thing, but even as the grass swayed, not even a whisper of wind could be heard—this strangeness was beyond measure!

After the initial amazement, Mu Nanqing too sensed something amiss. She seemed to recall something, and her face turned slightly pale: "Is this the Dead Silence Prairie, one of the three deadliest places?"

The existence of the Myriad Magic Forbidden Land spanned tens of thousands of years, burying many within it, yet some have left safely.

Through the accounts of these people, others could begin to fathom the horrors within the Forbidden Land.

Based on their testimony.

People concluded that there were three deadliest places.

The Dead Silence Prairie.

Majestic Mountain.

Boundless Ice Field.

According to descriptions, these three places harbored endless dangers.

Over tens of thousands of years, those who have entered and managed to escape these places can be counted on one’s fingers.

Those few were, so long as they lived, now big shots in their own right.

Yet if the Myriad Magic Forbidden Land was ever mentioned, even these big shots changed their expressions drastically.

This showed the deep shadows these places have cast upon them.

Mu Nanqing’s face involuntarily contorted with ugliness.

If they had landed in another region, with the preparations she had made, there was still a chance.

But... the Dead Silence Prairie...

Mu Nanqing felt a twinge of despair.

Was this Heaven forsaking her?

Herself alone was one thing.

But now there was little Nian!

Shi Nian never mentioned anything explicitly, but Mu Nanqing knew that Shi Nian came for her sake.

Her junior sister was intelligent as ice and snow; she probably figured out the intention behind coming to the Forbidden Land long ago. Yet, she didn’t expose it. Instead, at the last moment, she chose such an irreversible way of accompanying her.

Mu Nanqing’s eyes reddened slightly: "Little Nian, this must be the Dead Silence Prairie. It’s very unlikely that we’ll live to leave this place. It’s all my fault."

"Sister," said Shi Nian firmly, comforting Mu Nanqing, "what for these words? I don’t see any danger in this prairie."

Mu Nanqing spoke painfully: "No, junior sister, you don’t know. Over tens of thousands of years, less than three people have entered and left the Dead Silence Prairie alive. It doesn’t matter if I die, but junior sister, you’re still so young; you really shouldn’t have followed me in."

"Senior sister," Shi Nian asserted with determination on her face, "you came here because of me. How could I not accompany you."

"Senior sister."

"Junior sister."

The scene was very touching for a moment.

Lu Zhuoyan: "..."

So what about him, the little granduncle who sacrificed for others?

Do these two women not even plan to spare him a glance?

Lu Zhuoyan coughed loudly twice.

Mu Nanqing and Shi Nian turned to look at him at the same time.

Mu Nanqing voiced her guilt: "Little granduncle, Nanqing has dragged you into this as well."

"It doesn’t matter," Lu Zhuoyan revealed a frail smile.

In truth, who was dragging whom had yet to be determined.

Lu Zhuoyan strongly suspected.

It was because of his presence, that they were the first to land here.

Those deathless elders, unable to leave their burial places, couldn’t come to kill him themselves.

But given their grudges still thriving after fifty years, they likely used some sort of scheme, intending for him to die within these deadly places.

Lu Zhuoyan was a little panicked,

but it was not exceedingly so.

Fifty years ago, he had already traversed the three deadliest places.

Fifty years later, they were still within his capabilities.

Only...

If he had known that those deathless elders could control their landing locations, maybe, he shouldn’t have brought Mu Nanqing and Shi Nian with him.

Lu Zhuoyan felt a faint regret.

Initially, he thought he had some experience and intended to take the two juniors under his wing along the way.

Now... it seems he has implicated them instead.

Indulging in regret is not Lu Zhuoyan’s style.

He smiled faintly, and suddenly, three copper coins appeared in his hand.

"Before we act, let me cast a divination."

Divination?

Shi Nian had never witnessed such a fortune-teller act and watched with great interest.

Lu Zhuoyan pondered for a moment and said, "The three of us have been acting together. What’s our survival rate?"

Having said that.

He threw the copper coins into the air, and quickly, they steadily returned to his hands.

Lu Zhuoyan looked surprised.

Moving together as three was an extremely auspicious sign. The survival rate was very high.

He narrowed his eyes and continued, "What about the survival rate for Mu Nanqing and me acting as a pair?"

He tossed again.

After seeing the result, Lu Zhuoyan fell silent.

The sign was mediocre. The survival rate wasn’t low, about fifty percent, but it was far worse than the previous divination.

Lu Zhuoyan cast another divination: "How about the survival rate for Shi Nian and me acting together?"

The sign was even more exaggerated than the first one, incredibly auspicious.

Lu Zhuoyan then looked at his Qi Refining Peak nephew with profound meaning.

Shi Nian blinked, "Uncle Master, what exactly does this divination mean?"

"It’s nothing." Lu Zhuoyan smiled slightly, "It’s best for the three of us to act together."

His copper coins could only be used for divination three times a month.

Today, he had used up all three divinations at once, meaning they could no longer be used.

But.

Through these three divinations, Lu Zhuoyan seemed to have realized something...

This nephew Shi Nian of his...

Was either a hidden powerhouse.

Or an absolute person of luck.

Following her was the right choice.

"Of course we should act together." Mu Nanqing nodded in agreement.

Lu Zhuoyan smiled faintly and turned to Shi Nian, "Nephew Shi, why don’t you decide what we should do next?"

"Me?" Shi Nian glanced at the system panel and her eyes widened in shock.

This Divine Martial Sect truly was the beginner village of the beginner villages, where the daily missions were not dangerous, but the Experience Points were extremely low.

Now that the location had changed.

The daily missions had changed as well, and the key point was, even the worst mission offered Experience Points in the thousands!

If all daily missions were completed, one could earn tens of thousands of Experience Points in a single day.

Wouldn’t this mean a level-up wouldn’t take long?

Shi Nian’s eyes lit up as she noticed that amongst all the changed daily missions, only the one to greet others stubbornly remained.

Even if it’s as little as a mosquito, it still counts as meat. Shi Nian hurriedly greeted Mu Nanqing and Lu Zhuoyan.

"Sister Master, good morning."

(Experience Points +2.)

"Uncle Master, good morning."

(Experience Points -5.)

Wow, this Uncle Master is quite something, huh? Just like Master, he can give five Experience Points.

Shi Nian was contemplating.

Suddenly.

She noticed something was off.

This...

It’s not +5.

It’s -5.

A negative number!

For the first time in many years, she had Experience Points deducted!

Shi Nian suddenly looked up at Lu Zhuoyan.

What does this prove?

This person.

Does he have a Luck Value of -5?

That’s even more terrifying than Li Nanfeng’s ten points of luck.

At -5 points, you are basically at risk of choking to death just by drinking water.

How has this Uncle Master survived until now?!