White, green, blue, red, purple. Even among mortals, my providence is among the most abysmal.

Li Fan narrowed his eyes. Faced with this disheartening truth, his heart stirred with little turmoil.

So-called providence was only one of many factors that could shape a person's fate and the opportunities they encountered. For Li Fan, who could endlessly start over, if an opportunity didn't come to him, he could simply go find it himself. As long as it wasn't the black calamity providence that drew every manner of misfortune and variable, it didn't matter much.

Li Fan cultivated Heaven's Will Is With Me for half a day. Then he couldn't help but frown slightly and stop.

Compared to a true Xuan Bird, trying to make progress by relying on just a single feather is too slow. Without a...