The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

“Ahem, the Scroll of Destiny is quite useful, but I'm curious, how did you make it?”

This item is called the Scroll of Destiny. As for the Destiny Goddess's stockings, he wouldn't acknowledge such a shameless name!

Attilan quickly took out the scroll and asked curiously:

“The Starlight Spiders haven't even been hatched for ten years, how did you improve the quality of their silk to make this kind of item?”

Ivory smiled, her beauty as radiant as a thorny rose.

“It's Arachne. She uses silk to completely wrap her prey, then injects venom into its body. After the prey in the silk cocoon completely liquefies, she feeds it to the Starlight Spiders.”

“The growth rate of the Starlight Spiders is even faster than when they hunt Starry Sky Beasts.”

Attilan frowned.

“I remember Arachne is a spider without venom, right?”

Ivory nodded.

“That's right. Arachne didn't have venom before, but last time we completed the transformation together in the cocoon, I obtained the ability to weave webs.”

“And Arachne obtained a unique venom that is highly toxic to other races, but has a special effect of promoting growth for the spider race.”

“Even this venom, which enhances vitality and increases physical strength, can actually have positive effects in other races, but Arachne can't control the sudden tenfold increase in power yet.”

“After all, this is a venom. Injecting too much will lead to death. Even spiders can only experience the positive effects of the life venom by consuming the liquid transformed from prey.”

Attilan used his mental power to communicate with the Old Urchin, asking curiously:

“I remember, Teacher suspected that Ivory and Arachne's power came from a spider demigod in the Fairy Wilderness, a kind and fairy-like demigod.”

“It seems that He is not good at life venom and destiny weaving, right?”

The Old Urchin nodded.

“That's right. The fairy nature makes His venom and silk have strange and unique fairy characteristics. The emphasis is on powerful effects, but He is not good at life and destiny.”

Attilan looked at Ivory suspiciously.

“Do you think it's possible that Teacher passed on the knowledge and secrets of the School of Life to them, causing the spider demigod's divine power they obtained to mutate?”

The power of fairies is the mutation and sublimation of natural life energy. In essence, it is a magical life energy. It's normal for a little mutation to occur in Ivory and Arachne, right?

Attilan felt that the Old Urchin's explanation seemed reasonable.

“Ivory, before you entered the cocoon, what was the power you most wanted to obtain, or what was your dream?”

Ivory was stunned when she heard this, and looked up at the sky curiously.

“What is my dream?”

Ivory really didn't know what her own dream was.

Looking at Ivory, who was standing there blankly, Attilan continued to ask:

“Then, when you were transforming in the cocoon, what were you thinking?”

Ivory recalled the situation at the time. She seemed to be thinking, can the small silk threads really exert the effects that Attilan said?

“I remember you said that the world is like a huge spider web, with dense silk threads connecting every life, restricting their range of activity.”

“Even being manipulated by the silk threads, doing things they don't want to do, or because they are not connected to the silk threads of desire, they can never achieve their goals.”

“I was wondering, will I one day be able to see the web of destiny you mentioned, and pluck the web, affecting destiny?”

Attilan's eyes could not restrain his excitement.

“So, you have the ability to weave destiny?”

Ivory smiled enchantingly.

“I'm kidding you, I didn't think about anything at all. I had this ability after waking up. How about it, are you envious?”

The Old Urchin's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

“The ability to influence destiny cannot appear in Ivory's body for no reason, unless some mysterious existence wants to use her to realize their plan.”

“Once involved in such an event, death is already the best ending I can think of.”

Attilan had read many novels, and the plot of first instilling power to change body attributes, and then resurrecting in the power holder, was common.

Of course, there is also a possibility that Ivory, or Arachne, is the reincarnation of that spider demigod.

But judging from the nature of the power, it is obviously not the spider demigod.

Attilan told the Old Urchin his guess.

“Old Urchin, do we have a Destiny Goddess or something in this universe?”

The Old Urchin thought seriously.

“I heard that among the ancient gods, there was indeed a Destiny Goddess. The Destiny Goddess's combat power was not strong, but because She manipulated destiny, many gods fought.”

“Each God War could benefit Her, and the Destiny Goddess, who gradually strengthened Her divine power, gradually couldn't hide it anymore. The backlash from Her arbitrarily manipulating destiny also came from this.”

“Under the collusion of some gods who mastered conspiracy and secret divine duties, the gods launched a God War against the Destiny Goddess, and the Destiny Goddess therefore fell, and Her power was divided.”

“Since then, basically every divine system has gods who master divine duties such as luck, misfortune, and prophecy, but none of them are powerful enough to only play an auxiliary role.”

“It can play a certain early warning effect on the development of the divine system.”

Attilan widened his eyes.

“Since influencing destiny will pay a heavy price, why did you let me use the Scroll of Destiny made by Ivory at will?”

The Old Urchin glanced at him lightly.

“Because after I understood the rules of using this item, I knew that using it would not cause adverse consequences, so I let you use it at will.”

“Don't you think about it, just letting a fish jump into my arms, why would it require so much magic power? This is the price to pay for plucking destiny.”

“Moreover, the Scroll of Destiny can only achieve things that have a chance of success. It can't achieve things that can't succeed. Only plucking such a destiny will suffer a serious backlash.”

Ivory said with a smile:

“This is a tool that I finally made, so naturally I considered the side effects. The price to pay for plucking a white silk thread and turning it into gold is not high.”

Attilan asked curiously:

“Gold means the event is successful, black means the event is a failure, so what is white?”

Ivory stirred her hair.

“White means the event didn't happen. People's fate is like a spider web, there are good things and bad things, but most of the time it's uneventful.”

It seems that it is indeed so.

Ivory's deep eyes stared at Attilan.

“But you are different, I can't say too much, the only thing I can say is that I didn't see any white silk threads in your destiny.”

Attilan looked at Ivory in shock.

As the saying goes, peace and contentment are blessings; no one enjoys a life of either great success or utter failure.

What you think is a magnificent life is actually a life full of hardships and difficulties.

Atlan blinked in confusion and asked:

"Even elemental dragons have examples of sleeping for months or years during their lives. Why doesn't my life have white spider silk? I've slept twice, haven't I?"

Eveleigh mockingly twirled her hair.

"Are you sure those two times were really sleeping?"

Okay, Atlan admitted that he was still cultivating even in his sleep.

When he was studying dragon runes, his dragon body needed time to digest the power brought by the dragon runes, and the energy saturated and accumulated in his body. If he didn't digest it, he would explode.

Other elemental dragons were worried about not resonating with enough magic power when writing dragon runes, but he was worried about resonating with too much magic power.

Because there was too much energy, Atlan could only run to the Emerald Dream to practice, using dragon runes to strengthen his soul and improve his soul's adaptability to the five elements of wind, thunder, water, fire, and earth.

"Then why didn't the handwriting turn white when I wanted to see you, but disappeared?"

"Because I didn't want to see you at the time, so I temporarily cut off the spider silk of our meeting, and the possibility of this happening disappeared."

"Then…"

Before Atlan could ask, Eveleigh anticipated his question.

"Naturally, it's because I reconnected the spider silk."

Old Runt was shocked and widened his eyes.

"Can you control fate now?"

Eveleigh shook her head.

"No, I can only decide my own fate, and only some small things, when you use the power of the natural magic net to see me."

"The matter of us meeting will change from ordinary white spider silk to gold, and I can't cut the golden spider silk, so I can only come out and meet you."

Atlan asked suspiciously:

"Then why didn't you want to see me, but sent Heidi the Scroll of Fate to me?"

Eveleigh looked at the clear blue sky after the mist dissipated.

"Seeing you or not seeing you, both have good and bad things happening. Whether we meet or not is not determined by me, but by you."

Atlan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, with a feeling that he was going to be unlucky.

"Do you mean that I forcibly changed fate, and I will pay the price for this action?"

Eveleigh nodded and said:

"Not just you, but also Old Runt."

Old Runt jumped up directly.

"Why is it my business too?"

"Because he dragged you along."

Old Runt directly poked Atlan's temple with his fist.

"Shameless brat, you're tricking me!"

While dodging Old Runt's attack, Atlan asked:

"What price do we have to pay?"

Eveleigh smiled and separated Atlan and Old Runt with spider silk.

"It's not a price, but I need you to help me get an item that is crucial to me. If you don't come, I will get it myself."

"After I send the Goddess of Fate's stockings to Atlan, whoever comes to see me and succeeds in seeing me is the person destined to obtain that item."

Old Runt frowned, feeling that this matter was very complicated as soon as he heard it.

"What is it that requires such a complicated process?"

Atlan's focus was different.

"Didn't you say Scroll of Fate, can you not mention that name?"

Eveleigh looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"Do you know why it's called the Goddess of Fate's stockings?"

"Isn't it because this item can affect fate?"

"I learned some things about the past of the Goddess of Fate from the Spider Web of Fate. Because golden spider silk symbolizes good luck, the Goddess of Fate made golden spider silk into stockings and wore them on her feet."

"The meaning is that good luck is always trampled under her feet, and it also symbolizes the arrogance of the Goddess of Fate. If you want to obtain good luck, you must kneel down and kiss her toes."

Please ask, is it a direct kiss, or do you need to go through the process?

Cough cough, Atlan was too embarrassed to ask this kind of question.

"Do you remember that you asked the weavers under your command to follow me to learn weaving with two wooden sticks?"

Atlan nodded.

"Of course, now many families in Atlantis have several wooden sticks prepared. Whether it's knitting sweaters or beating children, these wooden sticks are very useful."

Atlan had a flash of inspiration.

"The thing you want us to find, wouldn't it be wooden sticks?"

Eveleigh nodded.

"It is said that the Goddess of Fate once casually broke off two branches from the World Tree and made them into wooden sticks to weave fate, and then gave these two wooden sticks to her followers."

"Let the followers use wooden sticks to weave the fates that the Goddess of Fate doesn't want to weave herself, and give them to those she favors."

Old Runt's brain was spinning wildly.

"You're not talking about the Weaver of Fate, are you?"

Atlan asked curiously:

"What is the Weaver of Fate?"

"An artifact, just an ordinary prop for the Goddess of Fate, but you must know that the first person to get the Weaver of Fate eventually became the Goddess of Good Fortune of the Elven Gods."

Hiss, how terrifying!

This incident seems to illustrate the power of the Goddess of Fate from the side.

No wonder a group of gods could unite to kill the Goddess of Fate.

That's right, after all, she is the Goddess of Fate. She may not be able to fight, but she will definitely not die easily.

Eveleigh continued:

"The Weaver of Fate is an artifact, which hides a mythic class of Weaver of Fate. Legend has it that upgrading the Weaver of Fate to the full level can condense the divinity of fate."

"Thus, promote to the God of Luck, Doom, or Prophecy of a certain race."

"Then, in the future, you will be the Spider Goddess of Luck? At that time, can the Goddess of Luck send me a pair of your stockings?"

Eveleigh smiled and showed her sharp claws.

"Is the original flavor okay?"

"You even know the original flavor?"

The claws, with a sharp wind, attacked Atlan's mouth.

Atlan dodged quickly.

"Just kidding, I don't need to tear my mouth, right!"

"I foresee that you will cause trouble because of this mouth, so I will tear your mouth first!"

Old Runt watched Eveleigh chase and kill Atlan, and waited until she had almost calmed down before standing up to stop her.

"Okay, let's get down to business, Eveleigh, do you know where the Weaver of Fate is?"

"This artifact seems to have absorbed a lot of divinity of fate when the Goddess of Fate fell. It will appear and disappear automatically, and my connection with it is not close enough."

"So I can't wait for it to appear by my side automatically."

Atlan nodded.

"If there is no opportunity, we will create opportunities!"

"That's right, your action is not to find the Weaver of Fate and bring it back to me, but to help me deepen the connection with it, so that it will take the initiative to find me."

Atlan nodded deeply.

"So, what do you need me to do, arrange for more people to knit sweaters with wooden sticks?"

Eveleigh took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.