Chapter 23 - Almost a Golden Legend, Two Sons of Luck

Chapter 23 Almost a Golden Legend, Two Sons of Luck

Although Xiao Hongdou had never seen Jiang Minghan in person, she was certain that the young man on the platform was him.

She stood there, stunned, her mind buzzing and blank.

“Miss Hongdou, why are you staring at me...”

Suddenly, Jiang Minghan chuckled, breaking the silence in the hall, his gaze carrying a hint of curiosity.

“Hon... Hongdou greets Young Master Jiang.”

Hearing his words, Xiao Hongdou snapped back to reality, her fair face turning red as she hurriedly knelt to greet him.

She glanced at her younger brother, who remained calm the entire time, and tried to pull him to kneel as well.

But Xiao Hongdou felt as if she were trying to move an immovable rock.

“Xiao Yan, quickly greet Young Master Jiang...”

She whispered anxiously.

However, everyone present was a cultivator, and their cultivation was profound. They easily heard her words, their gazes filled with interest.

Many influential figures looked at Xiao Yan, dressed in a green robe with a calm and extraordinary demeanor.

So, this was the rumored fool from Qingxu Holy Land?

A Body Realm cultivator.

In such a setting, not only was he not nervous, but he remained extremely calm.

For a moment, they were all intrigued. Was he really a fool, or was there another reason?

“Sister...”

“Greetings, Young Master Jiang.”

Chu Xuan, the demonic son of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, had an extraordinary sense of killing intent, having grown up in a sea of corpses and blood.

Upon learning this, Jiang Minghan concluded that Xiao Hongdou’s younger brother was not an ordinary person. How could a foolish person show killing intent in such a situation?

Most likely, he was a reincarnated strongman or someone who had awakened past-life memories, a typical Son of Luck.

Moreover, he felt that Xiao Hongdou’s crippled master was also unusual.

However, upon meeting them today, Jiang Minghan was somewhat surprised.

Xiao Yan was definitely a Son of Luck, but his luck level was only green, almost blue.

In other words, he was quite common.

In contrast, Xiao Hongdou... had a hint of noble gold within her purple aura.

Almost a golden legend.

However, Jiang Minghan was still uncertain about Xiao Hongdou’s type of luck. He hadn’t seen anything special about her.

“Could it be just due to abundant fortune...”

“If that’s the case, Qingxu Holy Land is quite extraordinary, producing two Sons of Luck and a remarkable crippled elder.”

Thinking of this, Jiang Minghan became more interested.

Having abundant fortune didn’t necessarily mean being a Son of Luck; the two were not equivalent.

Disciples of great sects naturally had plenty of fortune, but their heavenly favor was far less than that of Sons of Luck.

This was due to the different levels of luck.

Sons of Luck might have humble beginnings compared to great sect disciples, even starting from extremely low status.

But as time passed, they would grow far beyond those born into wealth and powerful backgrounds.

The gap between the two was stark.