The little orange lantern swayed and advanced leisurely.

She decided to see what the Sixth Domain was like.

As she walked through the void, she eventually saw light and dove into it.

When the scene became clear, Qin Ruqing saw a young girl.

Her face was calm, but her demeanor was sharp.

She wore the most ordinary and common short sword practice clothes and was hidden in the shadowy forest.

She breathed very lightly, her body low and her hand on the hilt of her sword—ready to spring into action at any moment.

The prey locked onto by the girl’s gaze was a hunting flower leopard.

Unlike typical jungle leopards, this leopard had unique markings, its canine teeth pointed downward and protruding ten inches, exuding a fierce and powerful aura.

Clearly, this was a demon beast.

Qin Ruqing’s figure appeared like a shadow on a branch jutting out at an angle.

Crouching on one leg, she noticed the girl’s state and subtly raised one eyebrow.

The girl was Feng Mingyue.

Yet, she didn’t quite seem like Feng Mingyue—the renowned Moon Fairy, a celebrated Celestial Grade figure, how could she be dressed in such a tattered outfit, crouching in the forest, hunting a low-tier demon beast?

This seemed more like something a rogue cultivator without support would do.

The flower leopard leaped like lightning, biting down on a grazing horned beast.

The horned beast stared in panic with its hooves.

At the same time, the girl leaped into the air, drawing her sword from her waist.

The reflected cold light illuminated her calm eyes as she sliced through the flower leopard’s throat.

Simultaneously, the horned beast bitten by the leopard’s throat weakened and its blood began to cool.

The mantis stalks the cicada, while the yellow sparrow is behind.

Everything returned to calm.

In Qin Ruqing’s eyes, the thrilling yet simple hunting made the young girl smile with satisfaction.

She efficiently extracted the beast cores from two demon beasts with her sword, then proceeded to divide the parts of the demon beasts that could be sold.

Qin Ruqing followed the girl and watched as she returned to a small town.

She first went to a roadside tea stand to enjoy a cup of cool tea, exchanging information and sharing her harvest with other scattered cultivators sitting in the tea stand.

Ordinary scattered cultivators.

Qin Ruqing could hardly imagine Feng Mingyue living such a life.

Was this her dream?

Or was it a test arranged by the Sixth Domain?

Qin Ruqing observed Feng Mingyue for three days—well, it should have been three days, as at least three cycles of sunrise and sunset were seen in the scenes she observed.

The scattered cultivator Feng Mingyue and the celestial-grade Feng Mingyue were worlds apart, except for their appearance.

The only similarity was that they both practiced swordsmanship.

However, the celestial-grade Feng Mingyue was an unparalleled genius in the sword path, possessing not only extraordinary talent but also unwavering determination in her pursuit of the sword path.

The scattered cultivator Feng Mingyue, on the other hand, had only a simple persistence in the sword path and fell far short of the true Feng Mingyue in terms of talent.

Over these three days, Qin Ruqing saw scattered cultivator Feng Mingyue practicing her sword from dawn, performing only basic sword moves.

Only when the sun was high did she start her daily hunting.

Her level of skill, Qin Ruqing had to admit, was even inferior to hers.

Yet, day after day, watching the scattered cultivator Feng Mingyue finally master a basic sword technique, the “Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique,” commonly used in aristocratic families, and then reveal a satisfied smile, made Qin Ruqing’s heart tremble.

She was moved.

At that moment, she understood the purpose behind the Sixth Domain’s arrangement for Feng Mingyue.

The Sword of the Feng Mingyue was swift and fierce.

When the sword was drawn, it aimed to see blood.

She was destined to pursue the ultimate sword path, with celestial-level talent and potential.

She was born into luxury.

The Feng Mingyue never knew that someone would wield a sword not to pursue the ultimate sword path but for survival.

In a world where every sword strike was for survival, without the support of an aristocratic family, the scattered cultivators living in the primitive wilderness had a practical purpose behind every move they made.

The Feng Mingyue’s sword had a deep meaning.

The Sixth Domain wanted her to ground herself. To take root.

Qin Ruqing observed for a few more days and then quietly withdrew.

She returned to the void, becoming a lonely little orange lamp.

The little orange lamp swayed thoughtfully.

So, was that just now the trial ground for Feng Mingyue?

Does the Sixth Domain arrange a specific trial for each person every month?

With this question in mind, the little orange lamp shook its head as if trying to sniff out the presence of other trial grounds in the void.

Qin Ruqing did sense something, and with a flick of her mind, the scene abruptly changed to a new location.

Hmm, familiar pavilions, terraces, courtyards, corridors, oh, that’s the back mountain’s medicinal herb fields, the complex of buildings, the ancestral hall…

Qin Ruqing immediately recognized that this was an ordinary family estate.

An aristocratic family estate was not truly ordinary; it was already at the top of the world.

Qin Ruqing called it ordinary because the layout and architecture of family estates often followed similar templates.

The estate before her was a template-like aristocratic family estate.

Following her perception, Qin Ruqing entered a room (so was she now a spirit? Otherwise, how could she have entered?).

It was a template-like conference room, and the person presiding over the meeting at the head of the table was Little Pink Flower?!

Her demeanor was completely different from what Qin Ruqing was familiar with.

It was authoritative and competent.

She dealt sharply with various issues reported by her subordinates, from family business to defense matters.

Hmm, defense matters?

The timeline in Little Pink Flower’s illusion was quite consistent with the present.

Qin Ruqing watched for a while and then mentally corrected her address.

Not Little Pink Flower.

It should be, Rui Fenhua. The head of the Rui family.

Under the usually harmless and timid appearance of Little Pink Flower, there was an overlooked identity—head of the Silver-grade aristocratic family.

When she first entered the Hundred Clans Conference, her family was still a small entry-level aristocratic family.

Later, due to a series of “fortunate accidents,” they made it into the top ten and gained access to the Void Realm.

The Rui family gained fame.

The core significance of the Hundred Clans Conference was precisely this.

The geniuses not only sought to make a name for themselves but also to fight for the interests of their families.

The head of the Rui family successfully achieved her goal, using this event to secure the greatest benefit for her family.

After the meeting, Fenhua sat alone in the conference room, starting to mutter to herself.

“Today, family matters are closed, accumulating zero luck, consuming luck… Let me think, the frontline battles consume one point of luck each day. My Rui family members will only defend normally and will not be sent to the frontlines or assigned special tasks.”

Oh, so you’re cheating here.

You spend one point of luck each day, and your family can just float through the battles?

And won’t be sent to the frontlines or assigned special tasks…

Qin Ruqing, or rather, one of Qin Ruqing’s friends quietly broke down.

The head of the Fenhua family continued to mutter:

“Recently, when I went to the Beast Realm, I somehow gained five points of luck, then spent five points of luck, balancing out in the end, no increase or decrease. How strange, I clearly didn’t encounter anything unusual. Let me think, did the luck increase when I received the Feng family’s order to follow Qin Ruqing to the Beast Realm?”

“So, did the luck increase for being able to follow Qin Ruqing, or was it more about being able to go to the Beast Realm?”

“The subsequent consumption of luck was clearly when I was disqualified from the Blood Pool. So, I didn’t get to soak in the Blood Pool, and the Heavenly Fate Body determined a reduction in luck. It seems there was an opportunity in that Blood Pool…”

“Ah, accumulating luck is not easy.”

“When will my Heavenly Fate Body advance?”

“My master, who bestowed me with the inheritance, said that to advance the Heavenly Fate Body, one must neither have luck nor lack of luck.”

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, what does that even mean? What does it mean to be both fortunate and unfortunate? I really can’t stand these big shots talking in such confusing ways!”

Qin Ruqing observed Little Pink Flower for a few days and finally couldn’t hold back from exiting her illusion.

The daily routine of the head of the Hehua family could almost be visualized as a calculation of luck.

It was like she was playing a game, leveling up, battling monsters, and managing her family, all depending on rolling dice!

Damn, how could it be so convenient!

It was even more of a bug than her!

Qin Ruqing grumbled and returned to the void, the little orange lantern flickering as if it had a short circuit.

It took her a long time to control her envious and ugly expression. She took a deep breath and said:

“This Sixth Domain doesn’t seem to be what I thought it was… Feng Mingyue’s place feels like a trial illusion, but Little Pink Flower’s is clearly something that happened in reality, and it’s something recent since she just returned from the Beast Realm.”

“These two have nothing in common!”

“For now, I’ll treat it as a trial illusion. Little Pink Flower’s illusion is strange… Who could match her luck-based life? It’s normal for things to be weird.”

“But if everyone has a trial space…” The little orange lantern flickered up and down, as if someone was looking down at themselves, “Why am I just wandering around?”

“Ancestor, did you forget that I need a trial too—!”