"So my luck is not arranged by anyone," Ciel said, feeling calmer because so far he could not deny that he was very dependent on his luck. Without it, he was nothing.
"Everyone always has luck," the woman replied. "It's just that we don't know what kind of luck we'll get. And actually, only one luck you get, the rest is something you create yourself by relying on your first luck."
"I see!"
"By the way, your cultivation hasn't reached the Peak of the Second Stage yet, if you want to improve your cultivation with that treasure, you need the help of one virgin Supreme God. I happen to have a disciple who agrees to be your wife."
"What?" Ciel was stunned at the woman's words.
First he had a wife arranged for him, but what astonished him was how casually the woman talked about cultivation being done in such a special way.
Of course, she knew that he had always relied on that method, and he didn't seem to mind, looking at it casually.
