"Heh, it's really hard on him," Yu Su said mockingly.
Such a sinister method was indeed not something ordinary people could think of.
Stealing someone's luck was equivalent to stealing someone else's life. It was too wicked.
If the people of the Daoist Association knew that Master Peng was such a sanctimonious hypocrite, many metaphysical masters would probably leave the association!
Wen Chuan also sighed. "In the past 200 years, Peng Chan kept giving birth to children. He let the children seize the luck and hid behind the scenes to enjoy the fruits of his labor. That's how he survived until today."
This was a loophole in the Heavenly Dao. One day, he would play with fire and burn himself.
Yu Su said, "The fact that he is alive makes it really unfair to the person whose luck was snatched away. Fortunately, Peng Chan was poisoned by the poisonous spider poison and shouldn't live long."
