Chapter 155

"Break!"

With a flash of golden light at Lucy White's fingertips, the long-standing fortune array crumbled to dust.

Master Qingyuan's compass clattered to the ground as his eyes widened in disbelief. "It—it's really broken?"

Agent Hanks sucked in a sharp breath. "Master Moon truly lives up to her reputation!"

Lucy wiped a faint sheen of sweat from her temple, her lips curving slightly. "The array was already weakened by backlash. I just delivered the final blow."

What she didn’t say was that she had spent three months meticulously setting the stage for this moment.

As the last wisp of dark energy dissipated, Lucy suddenly felt lighter.

"What’s this—?" She looked down in surprise as a golden thread of light sank into her chest.

Master Qingyuan clasped his hands excitedly. "Karmic Radiance! The heavens reward those who break such curses!"

Lucy’s eyes sparkled. Who knew revenge could come with such a bonus?

"Master Moon." The old master handed her a gilded business card. "The Metaphysics Society would be honored to have you."

She accepted it politely. "Once I settle some personal matters, I’ll pay a visit."

Internally, she smirked. When she finally revealed her true identity, those old-timers would lose their minds.

"Professor Lucy!"

The moment she stepped into the VIP lounge, her students swarmed her.

Lucy laughed, high-fiving each one. "Miss me after just a few days?"

"Like crazy!" Robert Lee clutched his chest dramatically. "Food tastes bland without you around."

William Jones rolled his eyes. "You posted a hotpot feast on social media yesterday."

As the group burst into laughter, Ethan Smith entered.

Dressed in a navy trench coat that accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs, his stern expression softened visibly the moment his gaze landed on Lucy.

"Professor Ethan’s looking extra sharp today!" a student teased.

Ethan calmly took the seat beside Lucy. "Just decent genes."

Lucy nearly choked on her water.

The door swung open again, revealing Lily Green, her face pale beneath thick layers of makeup that couldn’t hide the dark circles under her eyes.

"Lily—" A student started to greet her but was quickly hushed by their peers.

The atmosphere turned awkward.

Lucy lowered her gaze, suppressing a smile. The morning headlines had announced the downfall of the Powell family—no wonder the so-called "Fortune’s Darling" looked like she hadn’t slept.

"Sorry for the wait!" The director bounded in, beaming. "Guess where we’re headed this time?"

William hugged his backpack warily. "If it’s another survival island, I’m jumping off this ride."

"Relax!" The director lowered his voice conspiratorially. "We’re going to—Heritage Mountain!"

"What?!" Robert leaped up. "The legendary Heritage Mountain with the 72 lost arts?"

Lucy’s eyes lit up instantly. She’d always wanted to visit in her past life but never got the chance.

"Better yet," the director waved his access pass triumphantly, "we’ve got clearance to the inner sanctum!"

The livestream chat exploded:

[Holy—! Did Strawberry TV unlock some secret achievement?!]

[Even government officials need appointments for the inner sanctum!]

[Signing up for VIP just to see Lucy wield a sword!]

The director glanced at the skyrocketing viewer count, grinning ear to ear. When Ethan gave him a subtle nod of approval, he straightened with pride—this favor was paying off big time.

During boarding, the director "coincidentally" assigned Ethan and Lucy adjacent first-class seats.

Ethan took the blanket from the flight attendant and draped it over Lucy’s lap. "Rest. It’s a two-hour flight."

Her ears tinged pink, but she didn’t refuse. "Wake me when we land."

As clouds rolled past the window, she allowed herself a small, secret smile.

This trip just got a lot more interesting.