Phoenix and Dragon Dojo.

Under Rong Lua's silent protection, the two disciples and Zhao Yunfei reached the dojo before nightfall. The sky was already deepening into shadows, lanterns flickering to life one by one as if the entire city exhaled in relief at their return.

Li Mei didn't waste a breath. The moment her feet touched the stone courtyard, she announced her intention to cultivate and slipped into seclusion. No one tried to stop her—given her breakthrough opportunity, any other reaction would have been absurd.

Wang Chen settled into his old rocking chair beside the small garden, the wooden frame creaking gently beneath him. The soft fragrance of night-blooming flowers drifted on the breeze as he watched the Fang sisters practicing the simple yoga poses he had demonstrated earlier.

Their movements were… stiff. Comically so. Anyone watching without context would think the two girls had been carved from wood and forced into shapes by an impatient sculptor.

For daughters of a noble cultivation family, it was almost shocking. People born into the Fang family were drilled from childhood to train, refine, and perfect their bodies along with their spiritual roots. Yet here the sisters were—looking as if they'd never stretched a muscle in their lives.

The younger, Fang Zhirou, bounced from pose to pose like an overexcited monkey cub, her every movement bursting with energy. Meanwhile, Fang Biyu struggled with rigid determination, sweat sliding down her temples as she held the sun prayer position with trembling resolve. Her expression showed not an ounce of complaint, only a fierce desire to change her fate.

Hmmm. These girls are really determined. I didn't expect them to wait for the whole day.

They had been standing outside the dojo gates when Wang Chen returned, refusing to leave until he addressed them. Even now, that stubborn resolve clung to them like armor.

His gaze drifted away from them and back inward.

After the chaos at the lake… after the demon… after burning through nearly every trump card he possessed, he felt the creeping weight of vulnerability settling in his bones.

Sitting in his peaceful courtyard did nothing to ease that feeling. No matter how serene this place looked, to him it felt like standing in the eye of a storm surrounded by wolves—each waiting for him to slip, falter, or run out of tricks.

Wang Chen didn't like this sensation.

Not one bit.

This can't go on like this. I have to go inside the Tower of Infinite Enlightenment before I encounter a situation I cannot deal with.

His fingers drummed lightly against the arm of the rocking chair, eyes half-lidded but sharp beneath the surface. The decision had already taken root.

The tower awaited. And next time, he intended to walk into danger fully prepared–not pretending, but with so many trump cards that his enemies could not even imagine.

Just at that moment, the soft crunch of footsteps drifted across the courtyard. Wang Chen didn't even need to turn his head to know who it was.

Lin Huang and Zhao Yunfei.

Their footsteps were distinct. Lin Huang's steady and disciplined. Zhao Yunfei's light, almost soundless—yet carrying that faint ripple of fate that tugged at the fabric of the world with every step.

Even after discovering her identity as a creature of fate, Wang Chen had still allowed her to follow them back… for one reason only: he wanted to study her.

Experiment with her.

Understand her.

He couldn't ignore the terrifying disparity between his own providence and that of his disciples. Compared to them, his fortune felt like a candle beside a sun. And Zhao Yunfei… she was a walking calamity of destiny, something beyond the mortal or even cultivation norm.

Maybe, just maybe, by observing her closely, he could find a method to increase his own fortune.

It was ambitious. Ridiculously so.

But ambition had never stopped him before.

Throughout the history of the Seven Cloud Converging World, there existed legends—ancient figures who had created heaven-defying techniques simply by observing heavenly anomalies. If they could do it…

Maybe I could too.

A silent flame burned within him, hotter and brighter than the stars hanging above the dojo.

Across the courtyard, Fang Zhirou, who had long since grown bored of contorting herself into Wang Chen's yoga pose, perked up when she noticed Zhao Yunfei trailing behind Lin Huang.

Zhao Yunfei drew attention effortlessly. The black ribbon binding her eyes made her appear mysterious, ethereal… almost unreal. Wherever she walked, she became the center of every gaze—whether she wanted it or not.

Fang Zhirou elbowed her older sister with a hushed whisper.

"Look, big sister, the master of Phoenix and Dragon Dojo is a pervert. Look, another beautiful girl showed up. With you and me and her, that makes four beauties here."

Her tone grew even more dramatic.

"I've told you so many times, but you never believe me. Even the exercise he made us do is weird! Have you ever seen any other teacher in our noble family make students do this? Hmph! He definitely wants to take advantage of us."

Her tiny mouth fired words like a spiritual crossbow, rapid and relentless, leaving no space for Fang Biyu to breathe, let alone respond.

The courtyard trembled with suppressed hilarity and exasperation—not that Fang Zhirou noticed, proudly convinced she had uncovered a grand conspiracy.

Wang Chen, of course, heard every word.

And for a brief moment, the rocking chair creaked in a way that strongly suggested he was two seconds away from launching himself into the void just to escape this absurdity.

Fang Biyu didn't respond to her sister's nonsense. Instead, her gaze lingered on Zhao Yunfei's smooth, glossy hair for a long moment. If this had been a month ago, she might have agreed with Zhirou's accusations without hesitation. But just now—during that strange, foreign exercise Wang Chen had taught them—something impossible had happened.

Her body relaxed.

Truly relaxed.

A gentle warmth had flowed through her limbs, almost like the first sip of spiritual tea on a cold morning. A feeling of clarity and cleansing spread across her skin, and then… she sensed it.

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