"Rewrite my life once more."
Ning Xunqiu raised his head and glanced at the faint light of dawn in the sky.
His gaze fell on the booklet, the cover now blood red titled "Second Time Around, I'm Defying the Heavens to Change My Fate."
Ning Xunqiu's mouth twitched, sensing "his" wicked sense of humor as he flipped to the words at sixteen, preparing to continue rewriting his life to save his master.
Suddenly, he paused.
"Master is ninety-eight, has lost all his teeth, and yet leaves the mountain to help Yu Country. It's already a decision made in man's intentions but left to heaven's mandate. At such an old age, he probably already sees through life and death, advising is useless.
Unless I leave the mountain and use the booklet to help Yu Country fend off Jin Country, then Master can retire… but the two practices Yu Country has followed in the book are really disgusting to me."
"No wonder the previous 'Sword Demon's' life was to roam the Jianghu for over a decade, killing all foes… turns out none of you died unjustly."
Ning Xunqiu thought of this, his face darkened.
"Saving that wretched Yu Country is a waste of life. As for Master, at worst… I'll knock him out and bring him back."
...
Ning Xunqiu picked up the booklet, did not brutally tear out the words, but went inside to get a brush.
"Tearing could trigger rewriting, so normal modification should also work." He was a bit worried about being too rough and accidentally damaging this treasure, though the possibility was low.
"In the book, every life choice can bring different results, my future has countless possibilities, countless lives, it might as well be called—'Celestial Derivation Volume.'
Ning Xunqiu held the booklet in his left hand and the brush in his right hand.
"Recording the future in the form of an autobiography… Spring and Autumn Brushwork, yes, let's call it Spring and Autumn Brush."
Ning Xunqiu thought to himself about "staying on the mountain for deep cultivation, striving for above Innate," as he used the Spring and Autumn Brush to amend the text about "going down the mountain to help Master."
After waiting for a while, there was no reminder of using fortune, he carefully tore off the handwriting, which also did not work.
Ning Xunqiu glanced at his fortune.
[Fortune: Seven~Eight.]
"The 'Celestial Derivation Volume' can only rewrite life once a day? I'll have to try again tomorrow."
"Seven~Eight? It's fluctuating? In that case, fortune might not be consumable, but can be slowly replenished, though how long it will take is unknown?"
As Ning Xunqiu thought of this, a message suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Just one year…"
When he was eight, he had three points of fortune, and after his master brought him back to the sect, it became four points of fortune. After breaking through the second realm in martial cultivation later on, the fortune turned into five points.
Bear in mind, he is a transmigrator, coupled with being a direct disciple of the Cyan Mountain Sect Leader, and the fastest genius in five thousand years to achieve the 'Martial Arts Vanguard' breakthrough to the second realm.
With all these identities combined, Ning Xunqiu himself only had five points of fortune.
This ability to check fortune is an inherent capacity of [Life Achievement], with just a thought, others' fortune will appear above their heads.
His master being a renowned Grandmaster, ruling over Cyan Mountain, could easily be granted a marquisate or ministerial position if he wished to go down the mountain.
Yet, his master's fortune is only three points.
Arguably, a mere point of fortune could change a normal person's life of toil completely.
Therefore, when he broke through to the Innate level in the book and gained the favor of "Qingxu Realm Martial Fortune," the increase in the fortune cap by three points was already quite dramatic.
"Previously using one point of fortune to rewrite life once, calculating this way, I should be able to rewrite seven times in a short period, no, six times, just to be safe, better keep a point of fortune."
"Only six times… and unsure whether the fortune needed will increase for the second rewrite."
Ning Xunqiu touched his chin in contemplation.
"From now on, every life can't be wasted..."
Then, he continuously planted suggestions within his mind.
"For the next few life rewrites, first, stay put and try to live longer in the 'Celestial Derivation Volume' to gather more information, preferably obtaining a cultivation technique. Second, continue martial practice breakthroughs, attempting to further increase fortune cap."
"Just like that, perfect."
Ning Xunqiu was just about to return to the house.
"Brother Ning, what are you doing up in the tree?"
At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice sounded from below.
Ning Xunqiu turned his head, and in a trance, saw a fairy walking slowly out of a classical painting.
She was dressed in a light blue silk dress, her brows like distant mountains, her skin fine like porcelain, with rosy lips and hair black as ink, casually tied, with a few strands fluttering in the wind.
Ning Xunqiu's gaze fell on her chest, which he personally had raised over the years…
Feeling great, Ning Xunqiu put away the 'Celestial Derivation Volume,' leaped down from the tree, and suddenly picked her up, spinning around.
"Put me down!"
Gao Fei Xue's voice carried a hint of coquettishness, with two hues of red coloring her cheeks.
As they aged, Ning Xunqiu became more and more courteous in front of her, no longer as uninhibited as in childhood.
After they got married at fifteen, the two moved out from White Cloud Hall to build a wooden house as a wedding chamber on the mountainside of Purple Mist Peak.
Ning Xunqiu put down Gao Fei Xue, smiled and said, "Junior sister, let's have a daughter, I've already thought of a name, how about Ning Yu?"
Gao Fei Xue's ears turned red all of a sudden: "Didn't you say, at least wait until after twenty to have kids?"
Ning Xunqiu thought for a moment: "I'm only sixteen… it should indeed be a few more years."
Hearing this, Gao Fei Xue slightly lowered her head, a trace of undetectable disappointment flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Gao Fei Xue got up from Ning Xunqiu's embrace, noticing the 'Celestial Derivation Volume' in his arms, she saw her senior brother becoming very unusual since exiting the pass yesterday, secretly smiling to himself from time to time, stealthily.
She reached in and took it out, raising it in her hand, and curiously said:
"Brother Ning, is this book the reason you abandoned the tender comforts of your junior sister and ran to read it up in a tree all night?"
"Ahem, nothing… quickly give it back to senior brother."
Ning Xunqiu coughed twice, reaching out to retrieve the 'Celestial Derivation Volume' from Gao Fei Xue's hand. The contents of this book, even if junior sister saw it, she couldn't comprehend, at most just take it as the imagination of her senior brother.
After all, his odd behavior from childhood to now was numerous, often 'finding' strange and bizarre items in the mountains, boasting himself as the child of fortune.
Junior sister Gao Fei Xue was long used to this.
It was only the segment about eight years old, pure black history, which would make it impossible for him to raise his head around junior sister for a few months.
"Ha, a Wordless Celestial Book, what's to hide about that?"
Gao Fei Xue flipped the 'Celestial Derivation Volume' with one hand, greatly disappointed, then threw it back to Ning Xunqiu.
'Only I can see the text? It's bound…'
Ning Xunqiu caught the 'Celestial Derivation Volume,' fingers gently stroking the pages, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
"Junior sister, take a closer look here." He pointed to the record of apprenticeship at age eight, "Can you really not see anything?"
Gao Fei Xue furrowed her cute brow, leaning in for a closer look. Her beautiful eyes widened, scanning back and forth, but seeing only blankness. She suddenly looked up, glaring angrily at Ning Xunqiu:
"Senior brother, are you teasing me?"
"Hahaha."
Ning Xunqiu's lips curled in a triumphant smile, swiftly closing the 'Celestial Derivation Volume.'
He turned and strode towards the great hall of White Cloud Peak.
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