Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 816 Shattered

After a moment of silence, Yue Qingqing sensed something was wrong.

"What exactly is going on?"

Gong Qiming was eating with his head down, and Yan Sinian unexpectedly urged him.

"You tell her, aren’t you the one who talks a lot usually?"

"Why now? What can I say? Even many powerful cultivators couldn’t figure out the problem. What can I say? Even Master couldn’t understand, what should I do?"

"Master?" Yue Qingqing was shocked, "What happened to him?"

Gong Qiming put down his bowl and chopsticks, "He died."

Yue Qingqing was stunned, her eyes almost tearing up. Zhou Yiran hurriedly handed her a tissue.

"Don’t cry, it’s all past life’s matter. Haven’t we all died once before?"

Yue Qingqing took the tissue and wiped her eyes, determined to get to the bottom of things.

The three senior brothers shifted responsibility onto each other, and finally, Yan Sinian spoke up.

"Actually, we don’t know what happened either. Back then, after you helped Senior Brother change his fortune for the last time, suddenly a purple lightning bolt struck you dead, and Senior Brother vomited blood without stopping, unable to get over it, convinced he had caused your death."

Yue Qingqing wiped her eyes, "How could it be his fault? Clearly, the Heavenly Dao had long been dissatisfied with me."

"Qi Fortune is predestined. How could it tolerate me for grabbing its job?"

Gong Qiming finally couldn’t hold back, "After Senior Brother survived the death tribulation, he furiously cultivated and went out training to find the legendary Sun Shooting Bow. We all felt he held a deep grudge against the Heavenly Dao and wanted to deal with it."

Yue Qingqing murmured to herself, "But how can a cultivator contend with the Heavenly Dao?"

Gong Qiming put down his chopsticks and slapped the table, "Exactly, Master used to say the Great Dao is emotionless yet compassionate. If Lin Haoqiu really severed the Heavenly Dao, evil cultivators would rise unchecked, and the common people would suffer. But you know Lin Haoqiu, once he sets his mind to something, no amount of persuasion can change it."

Yan Sinian sneered, "Do you dare to blame him? Didn’t you all mess around with him?"

Back then, Yan Sinian watched as the three made bold claims, searching everywhere for a weapon to cut the Heavenly Dao, while Gong Qiming, as an Artifact Refiner, collected countless Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

He claimed that if no one could cut the Heavenly Dao, he would use his blood to forge a Divine Weapon to avenge the little junior sister.

Master, who usually lazed around like an old man basking in the sun at the village entrance, finally intervened.

Though he felt sorry for Qingqing’s death, from the perspective of the common people, he did not agree with them.

But those three were never ones to care about the world; for their little junior sister, they would risk their lives without hesitation.

And though Yan Sinian stayed quiet, the old man suspected that he too was brewing something even more crazed.

But before Master could stop them.

At a moment without any warning, Daoism collapsed with a thunderous roar.

The Heavenly Dao subtly shattered, turning the spring land desolate, as if life had drained away instantly.

Various sealed creatures began to stir, and the long-peaceful continent appeared on the verge of chaos.

That old man gathered them and inexplicably handed each a string of candied haws.

"I’m old and can’t control you anymore. Eat the candied haws; they’re the junior sister’s favorite."

However, the old man closed his eyes suddenly while sitting on the grindstone.

Then dark clouds filled the sky, and it rained for days and nights.

The cries and wails of mortals echoed through heaven and earth, even cultivators had a hard time.

The Heavenly Dao was utterly shattered.

Just as Master had said.

Without the balance of the Heavenly Dao, the common people couldn’t survive either.

Even the Spiritual Energy within cultivators rapidly deteriorated, causing them to fall one by one.

Only the demons and evil spirits, who didn’t need Spiritual Energy, survived.

To protect the fortunate mortals, cultivators eventually died tragic deaths, and their fellow brothers were no exceptions.

Yet, no one expected that after closing their eyes and opening them again.

They would arrive in this world, with their little junior sister also here.

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