If Brian Carter had killed the other person earlier, would he have been able to turn her opportunity into his own?

If this Fenghua Pill really did fall because cultivators were fighting in the sky above, and one of them had their storage ring shattered, scattering its contents, and because it was Lucy Harris's own opportunity, the pill landed in front of her for her to pick up—then if he had killed Lucy Harris in advance, when the item fell, would it have landed in front of him instead?

So, by killing her, could he seize the opportunity she was about to encounter and make it his own?

“No way, isn’t this idea too far-fetched? Opportunity—one’s own fortune is completely unpredictable and uncontrollable. In my previous life, if I hadn’t by chance encountered that gravely injured cultivator, I wouldn’t have inherited his legacy, wouldn’t have set foot on the path of cultivation. But if my luck hadn’t been so bad in my previous life, I wouldn’t have died from being caught in the aftermath of a battle between two powerful cultivators just after stepping into the Real Person realm. Opportunity is something you simply can’t control, right?”

After this thought emerged, even Brian Carter himself found it absurd—so absurd that he couldn’t believe it.

But for the moment, aside from this explanation, which barely made sense, he really couldn’t explain the sudden appearance and disappearance of that strange urge, nor could he explain how the Fenghua Pill had ended up in his hand.

“But even if you have an opportunity, if you don’t know how to seize it when it comes, it’s all for nothing. In my previous life, after inheriting that cultivator’s legacy, if I hadn’t spent five or six years studying it, and only succeeded after countless failures, I probably would have missed out on cultivation altogether—never soaring through the skies or becoming someone fundamentally different from ordinary people. Just like that woman earlier: although the Fenghua Pill requires a cultivation method to fully absorb its medicinal power after taking it, even if you know nothing about that, as long as you swallow it raw, the vast spiritual energy it contains will still automatically cleanse and wash your body. Even if most of the medicinal power is lost—ninety-nine percent will dissipate if you don’t absorb it—the remaining one percent is enough to make her healthy. She might not be immune to all illness, but she’d be much healthier than an ordinary person, and her physical condition would gradually improve, becoming stronger than most. Yet when she encountered this opportunity, she didn’t know how to seize it, and actually left the Fenghua Pill behind and took only the pill bottle. She missed her chance.”

“Opportunity—you may have the chance to encounter it, but if you don’t know how to seize it, it’s still wasted.”

Although Brian Carter himself could hardly believe his earlier guesses and speculations, there was one thing he couldn’t deny: no matter how lucky a person is, no matter how astonishing their opportunities, if you don’t seize them yourself, you’ll still end up living an ordinary life.

He had painstakingly suppressed his murderous intent, struggling against that urge again and again, yet he never expected that by not following its guidance—by not killing or stealing treasures—he could still pick up such a treasure for free.

Chapter 9: Oh, Give Me a Break

“Whew~”

On a long spring night, in a second-floor guest room of a budget hotel in Yanhe County, a figure sitting cross-legged on the bed suddenly opened his eyes in the pitch-black darkness. He opened his mouth and exhaled a long stream of air, which shot out over a meter before gradually dissipating.

Then the figure on the bed leapt up, striding toward the window. As he walked, his bones crackled loudly. When he reached the window, he threw a punch, and the lime-coated wall shed bits of plaster with a crash.

After that powerful punch, the figure took a light breath and stood quietly in the darkness. Though he said nothing, his whole body was trembling with excitement.

“In just two days, after absorbing that Fenghua Pill, I’ve already completed three-quarters of the early Gathering Spirit stage. In my previous life, it took me a full seven or eight years to achieve this, but now I’ve done it in just two or three days…”

It was impossible not to be excited. Two nights ago, following the guidance of that urge, he had tailed Lucy Harris and, after unexpectedly obtaining the Fenghua Pill, had randomly checked into a roadside hotel that night. For more than two days, he hadn’t set foot outside, focusing solely on circulating his cultivation method to absorb the surging medicinal power within the Fenghua Pill. Now that the pill had been fully absorbed—despite some waste along the way—his cultivation had truly made a leap forward.

The contrast was especially terrifying: in his previous life, it took him five years to get started, and another four years to reach the peak of the early Gathering Spirit stage—a total of nine years gone just like that.

But now, from his rebirth to this moment, only two or three days had passed.

Although he was still some distance from the peak of the early Gathering Spirit stage and would need more than a year of pure cultivation to reach it, the progress he had already made was enough to fill Brian Carter with uncontrollable joy.

“These past two days, although I haven’t had time to return to school, with my current strength and physique, I’m far stronger than an ordinary person. Even if I go four or five days without sleep, I won’t feel too tired. From now on, I can split each day into two for use, so I should be able to catch up. It’s a pity—such a pity—that there was only one Fenghua Pill. If I had another, and could advance to the mid Gathering Spirit stage, giving rise to a spiritual sea and spiritual sense, then ordinary knowledge would be instantly imprinted into my mind, deeply engraved in my spiritual sea. But in these two days, that strange urge hasn’t appeared again. Without it, where am I supposed to find more pills?”