Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 812 Into The Grey Mist

Cultivators, by their very nature, defied the heavens and changed their fate against all odds. No opportunity would ever fall into their laps without reason. Everything had to be fought for by themselves.

“I, Emrys, have never known fear in my life. Today, I will see who is playing tricks inside!”

Suddenly, a surge of determination crupted within Emrys. In the final moment, he chose to trust his gut feeling. He decided to grit his teeth and take the risk.

“Go!”

Emrys seemed to have plunged into a state of madness. With a reckless leap, he hurled himself toward the gray mist, much like a moth drawn to a flame.

“If I’m to die, then so be it!”

Lightning pierced through Emrys’s body in an instant, illuminating his skeletal frame as if it were an X–ray.

The onlookers were momentarily at a loss for words.

Surrounding that swath of gray mist, crimson lightning crackled menacingly. Even their chancellor dared not approach, for it was no longer a mere game of chance.

As long as one dared to venture within, they were certain to encounter lightning and thunder.

However, Emrys, the naive fool, acted as if he was seeking his own doom, charging headlong into the situation. As everyone had predicted, he ended up getting struck by lightning.

He was a fool!

with unparalleled satisfaction, “Ha, that’s what you get for being a poser!

Sylvia was speechless.

lightning, she didn’t feel much pain,

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akin to being under divine protection, which could largely help one avoid major

simultaneously, yet not a single one had harmed him

opportunity, it couldn’t be squandered like this!

suddenly appeared before you, assuring you that with his

off an eighteen–story building

dying moment, you ask, “But you said my luck was unbeatable. Why did I still

deity couldn’t

this how luck is used?

death with your actions. Even the greatest stroke of luck couldn’t save you now!

was left

the situation Emrys

only didn’t feel heartache for Emrys but even inexplicably breathed a

was superficial, merely

luck and strength, she would still admire them. No, the word “admire” shouldn’t be used. It was more like a psychological

had probably been subtly influenced