In the dimly lit corner of the city, Lucas shivered as he walked towards the small store that sold lottery tickets. He had been passing by this store for years, but tonight, something felt different. The young woman behind the counter greeted him with a warm smile, and Lucas couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.
"Hey Lucas, how's it going?" she asked, as she began to ring up his purchase.
"Not too bad, just a little cold," he replied, rubbing his hands together for warmth.
"Well, maybe this will warm you up," she said, gesturing towards the new lottery entry with a prize of one million dollars.
Lucas raised an eyebrow. "One million dollars, huh? I've never won the lottery before, but I guess it's worth a shot."
He bought several tickets and began to rub them, one by one. As he stared at the first three, he felt a sense of disappointment wash over him. None of them were winners. He sighed and thought that maybe his luck with the lottery just wasn't meant to be.
"Tough luck, Lucas," the woman said, as she handed him his change.
But something inside him told him to try again. He bought one more ticket and rubbed it with all his might. As he stared at the numbers, he couldn't believe his eyes. They matched the numbers on the television screen near the cash register. He had won one million dollars.
"Holy crap," he muttered under his breath, as he stared at the ticket in disbelief.
The woman behind the counter gasped. "Lucas, is that...is that the winning ticket?"
He nodded, still in shock. "I can't believe it. I actually won."
She let out a squeal of excitement and hugged him. "Congratulations, Lucas! This is amazing!"
Lucas couldn't help but smile. He had always been lucky in life, but this was something else entirely. He thanked the woman and rushed outside to his motorcycle. As he started the engine, he couldn't help but think about all the possibilities that lay ahead.
"I can finally pay off my debts, travel the world, and maybe even start my own business,".
Lucas rode his motorcycle to the lottery winners' exchange, feeling a sense of excitement and disbelief. He couldn't believe that he had actually won one million dollars. But as he rode, his premonition suddenly became bad. He looked around several times as if someone was lurking. Lucas thought he was going to be robbed, but no one was there.
"What's going on?" Lucas muttered to himself. "Why do I feel like something bad is going to happen?"
Suddenly, Lucas felt a pain in his chest. It was burning, and he lost his balance. The bike crashed and Lucas was knocked off his feet. The bike caught fire and after that, it exploded. Unfortunately, Lucas was in a deserted place at this time. Lucas whimpered, not wanting to die. He gripped his lottery ticket tightly, as if it was his only hope.
"Please, someone help me," Lucas cried out, but there was no one around to hear him.
Lucas was short of breath and his vision was blurry. He crawled away from the road, but it was too late. A car was traveling at high speed and Lucas was hit. Lucas was thrown to the ground and for a moment, he lost consciousness.
It was truly a tragic end for Lucas. A man who was always lucky in life, but died after buying the lottery.
When Lucas woke up, he was in another place. He saw a strange lake with a mystical aura. The water was a deep blue, and it seemed to be glowing. Lucas couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Where am I?" Lucas asked, looking around in confusion. "What happened to me?"
As Lucas sat up, he noticed a fragrant aroma in the air. It was sweet and intoxicating, and it seemed to be coming from the lake. Lucas couldn't resist the urge to get closer. He stood up and walked towards the water, feeling a sense of peace and tranquility wash over him.
"This is incredible," Lucas whispered, gazing at the lake in awe. "I've never seen anything like it."
Lucas was standing at the edge of the lake, feeling grateful and at peace, when suddenly a woman appeared behind him and hugged him. Lucas was startled and turned around to see who it was.
"Who are you?" Lucas asked, trying to pull away from the woman's embrace.
"I'm someone who wants to help you," the woman said, smiling at Lucas. "I hope you will enjoy a lucky life after this."
Lucas didn't understand what the woman meant. He looked at her, trying to figure out who she was. She was wearing a long white robe and her hair was the color of gold. She had a kind and gentle face, but there was something mysterious about her.
"What do you mean by that?" Lucas asked, feeling confused.
The woman didn't answer. Instead, she snapped her fingers and a hologram appeared in front of Lucas. Two skills were written on the hologram, one was Black Ice and the other was Random Luck.
"What is this?" Lucas asked, looking at the hologram in amazement.
"These are the skills that I have given you," the woman said. "Black Ice will allow you to control the elements, and Random Luck will give you extraordinary luck."
Lucas was stunned. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He looked at the woman, trying to understand what was happening.
"Why are you giving me these skills?" Lucas asked.
The woman hesitated for a moment, then she said, "I was forced to kill you before because I needed your extraordinary luck. But now, I have compensated for your life and I want you to live a second time in your world."
Lucas was shocked. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He looked at the woman, trying to understand who she was.
"Are you a God?" Lucas asked, feeling awestruck.
The woman just smiled and snapped her fingers again. Lucas was suddenly pulled into darkness.
When Lucas woke up, he was lying in a stable. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was.
Lucas sat up, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He tried to remember what had happened, but it was all a blur. He remembered the woman and the hologram, but it seemed like a dream.
"Am I in another world?" Lucas whispered to himself in wonder.
Lucas was at the stables of the White Lotus sect when suddenly a new memory flooded his mind. He realized that he was not in his own body, but in the body of another Lucas, a horse cleaner in the sect.Lucas quickly looked for a puddle in the stable and peered into it, confirming his suspicion. The reflection that stared back at him was handsome, but shabby, with tattered clothes.Lucas' heart raced as he remembered the previous owner of this body. He had been a lowly horse cleaner, often bullied and beaten by the outer disciples of the sect. Lucas knew that he had to be careful, or he would suffer the same fate.Just as he was lost in thought, he heard a noise outside the stable. A big man appeared, one of the outer disciples of the White Lotus sect. Lucas recognized him as one of the bullies who had often tormented the original Lucas."You're late again, horse cleaner," the man sneered. "You know what happens to those who don't follow the rules."Lucas gritted his teeth, remembering
As Lucas walked home, he couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over him. The beautiful scenery of the countryside was unlike anything he had ever seen before. He breathed in the fresh air, feeling the stress of the past few days melt away. As he walked, he saw many people passing by, some on foot and some on horseback. Lucas couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for his own horse. He had always loved riding, and he missed the feeling of the wind in his hair and the power of the animal beneath him. But as he continued to walk, the memories in his head began to surface again. He remembered that he was someone's son-in-law, and that he had a wife waiting for him at home. The thought made him angry. He knew that his wife, Mona, had only married him because of his connections to the White Lotus sect. She had used him to get ahead, and he had been nothing more than a pawn in her game. Lucas clenched his fists, feeling the anger rise up inside him. He couldn't believe that he ha
Lucas woke up early the next morning, still feeling a mix of emotions from the previous night. He got dressed and headed down to the lower level of the inn, hoping to find some breakfast and maybe some information about the local martial arts schools.As he entered the common area, he saw that it was filled with cultivators of all levels, chatting and laughing over their meals. Lucas scanned the room, looking for anyone who might be able to help him.That's when he heard it. A group of five men, sitting at a table in the corner, were talking loudly about their conquests with women. Lucas recognized them as outer disciples of the Moon Lotus Sect, a rival of the White Lotus Sect.At first, Lucas tried to ignore them, but then he heard one of the men say Mona's name. He froze, his heart racing."I tell you, that Mona is the best comfort woman the White Lotus Sect has ever had," one of the men said, leering. "She knows exactly how to please a man.""Oh yeah?" another man said. "What makes
Lucas braced himself as the first man lunged at him, swinging a fist towards his face. Lucas ducked and weaved, narrowly avoiding the blow. He could feel his Random Luck skill activating, giving him a split-second advantage.He took the opportunity to strike back, landing a solid punch to the man's gut. The man grunted and stumbled back, but quickly regained his footing and charged at Lucas again.Lucas tried to dodge, but this time the man's fist connected with his jaw, sending him sprawling to the floor. He could feel blood trickling down his chin as he struggled to get back up.The other men were closing in now, and Lucas knew he was in trouble. He could hear the sound of breaking glass and splintering wood as tables and chairs were knocked over in the chaos.Lucas' Random Luck skill activated again, and he managed to dodge a kick aimed at his ribs. He retaliated with a swift kick of his own, catching one of the men in the knee and sending him crashing to the ground.But the other
Lucas could only watch in horror as the five men tied him to a piece of wood the size of an adult's thigh. He could feel the rough ropes digging into his skin, and he knew that he was in serious trouble.The men carried him outside and started to walk towards the edge of a ravine. Lucas could see the steep drop-off, and he knew that they were going to throw him off the cliff."Please, don't do this," Lucas begged, trying to wriggle free. "I'll do anything you want."But the men just laughed and continued to walk. Lucas could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that he was going to die.When they reached the edge of the ravine, the men stopped and turned to face Lucas. One of them, a tall man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped forward."You know who I am, don't you?" he said, sneering. "I'm Garrick, the member of the White Swan sect. And you, Lucas, are nothing but a pathetic little worm."Lucas felt a surge of anger wash over him. He had heard of the White Swan
The village was on fire, and the screams of the dying echoed through the night. Many people had already perished in the flames, and their charred corpses lay scattered throughout the streets.But amidst the chaos, there was one man who seemed to be enjoying himself. He was a man in his thirties, with cold, dead eyes and a cruel smile on his face.This man was known as the Eye-Collecting Demon, and he was feared throughout the land. His attacks were vicious and unpredictable, and he seemed to take pleasure in causing pain and suffering."Please, have mercy!" a woman cried out as she ran past him, clutching her child to her chest.The Eye-Collecting Demon just laughed. "Mercy? I have none for the likes of you."As the villagers tried to fight back, the Eye-Collecting Demon moved through them like a shadow. His blade flashed in the firelight, and with each strike, another villager was blinded."Aaaargh! My eyes! My eyes!" a man screamed as he clutched his face, blood streaming between hi
There was a large field in the White Lotus Sect. This field was part of the training grounds of one of the outer disciple factions there. This faction was called the Blue Faction.As the blue faction of the outer disciples of the White Lotus sect continued their training on the big field, Garrick kept a close eye on his students. Garrick was also an outer sect disciple, but he was trusted to be the leader of the blue faction, one of the five factions of outer sect disciples.Garrick's shout echoed across the field as he led the training, pushing his students to their limits. When one of the students failed to execute a stance properly, Garrick grew angry and kicked the student's leg, telling him to practice again.But Garrick's ears suddenly twitched on their own. Garrick's intuition was strong and he knew something was coming.From the distance, Garrick heard footsteps approaching. It seemed that one of the teams from the blue faction that was on duty had returned. However, something
Lucas had spent countless days and nights in the depths of the abyss, cultivating with every fiber of his being. His body and spirit had been pushed to their limits, but he refused to give up. He knew that the only way to protect those he cared about was to become stronger.As he sat in meditation, Lucas felt a sudden surge of energy coursing through his veins. He opened his eyes and saw that his hair had turned as white as snow. It was the effect of the ancient plant he had consumed, a plant that contained the Qi of a thousand years."Finally," Lucas muttered to himself. "I can feel the power within me."He stood up, feeling a newfound power in his spirit. He stomped his foot on the ground, and a hole appeared beneath him. He peered down into the darkness and saw what appeared to be an ancient graveyard.Suddenly, a monstrous creature emerged from the shadows. It was a swarm of thousands of black worms, each one emitting a poisonous smoke that threatened to choke the life out of him.