ushernet Chapter 120 - 120: The Luck Magnet
Chapter 120 - 120: The Luck Magnet
Aric arrived at the Tongxing Cultivation Exchange, his sharp eyes scanning the bustling marketplace.
Aric knew that Tyler is luck magnet and he will attract many opportunities. But he won't let him get any.
He had already dispatched his men ahead of time, instructing them to track Tyler's movements. "If he tries to buy anything or shows interest in any item, swoop in and outbid him immediately," Aric had ordered. His network of spies had been watching Tyler for days, waiting for the perfect moment to sabotage his every move.
Aric's plan was simple but effective—deny Tyler at every turn, frustrate him, break his spirit, and in the process, steal any potential fortune meant for him. And so, Aric sauntered into the exchange grounds, his mood light, knowing the chaos that would soon unfold.
As he strolled through the bustling market, Aric spotted Amanda waiting for him at the Moonshadow Pavilion, a secluded but elegant spot in the exchange area where only the most affluent cultivators gathered. Amanda, stunning as always, was dressed in a flowing silk robe, her eyes lighting up when she saw Aric approach.
"Young Master Aric," Amanda greeted him, her voice soft and respectful. "I've been waiting for you."
Aric flashed a charming grin. "Amanda, I wouldn't miss this for the world. How has your time been here so far?"
She blushed slightly, gesturing to the stalls. "I've been looking for rare cultivation resources, but... I was waiting for you."
"Well, I'm here now." Aric's voice was smooth, almost predatory. "Let's enjoy this together." He cast a quick glance toward his men, nodding discreetly. The game had already begun.
Meanwhile, Tyler was roaming the busy exchange grounds, his heart pounding with anticipation. "This is my chance," he thought. "If I can find the right treasure, I'll restore my cultivation and prove everyone wrong."
He wandered from stall to stall, his eyes scanning the items with growing desperation. His gaze finally landed on an ancient scroll at one of the vendor's tables. "This... this is it!" The scroll was faintly glowing with spiritual energy—it was a Cultivation Replenishment Technique, capable of helping a fallen cultivator recover lost power.
Tyler hurried forward, already reaching for his pouch of spirit stones. But before he could even utter a word, a shadow loomed over him.
"I'll take that," a cold voice interrupted.
Tyler turned to see a tall, imposing figure, one of Aric's men, holding up a large pouch of spirit stones. The vendor, eyes wide with greed, snatched the pouch without a second thought and handed the scroll to Aric's man.
"Wait! I was going to buy that!" Tyler protested.
The man sneered, glancing at Tyler dismissively. "You? A mere Qi Refining cultivator? Do you even know how to use a scroll like this? Save your money, kid."
Tyler's face flushed with anger and humiliation, but there was nothing he could do. His fists clenched, his frustration bubbling over. "This isn't fair..."
Aric, watching from the distance with Amanda by his side, chuckled softly. "Perfect," he murmured under his breath. "Tyler won't walk away with anything today."
Amanda, sensing Aric's amusement, smiled at him. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, Young Master Aric."
Aric nodded, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I'm just watching the show unfold, Amanda. And believe me, it's quite entertaining."
Tyler's day only got worse as he continued through the exchange. Each time he found a treasure that could help him, Aric's men appeared out of nowhere, swooping in to claim the item before he could make an offer.
At one stall, Tyler found a Golden Lotus Pill, an elixir that could drastically increase his cultivation potential. But before he could even open his mouth to speak, another one of Aric's men slapped down a pile of spirit stones and snatched the pill.
"You again?" Tyler snarled, his voice shaking with rage.
The man simply shrugged. "Looks like I beat you to it again, kid. Better luck next time."
Tyler, completely defeated after multiple failed attempts to secure any treasure, walked aimlessly through the crowded exchange grounds.
"Why... why does this keep happening?" Tyler muttered under his breath. "I was supposed to find something here. This was my chance..."
His eyes darted around,
The gong rang, signaling the start of the match. Tyler immediately focused, his mind recalling every movement and technique he had honed over the years. The Core Formation cultivator might have more experience, but Tyler's desperation fueled his every move.
The Core Formation fighter lunged, aiming to end the fight quickly, but Tyler was quick. He dodged, slipping past his opponent's defenses and landing a swift, precise punch to the man's ribs. The crowd gasped as the Core Formation cultivator stumbled, not expecting such agility and precision from a Qi Refining fighter.
The cultivator growled, his pride stung. "Lucky shot, kid. But I've got more where that came from."