Bourdow's infiltration into the Dream realm remained entirely undetected. Not a Dao Lord alive could sense his movements, of that he was sure. It wasn't Bourdow's mastery of some arcane, invincible technique that granted him that confidence, nor an unsurpassed Unique Dao.
It was simply the one, single law he had dedicated his life to - one for which he even held a Major Dao! It was the law of Luck, and the Dao of Lucky Break. It wasn't that he had the best technique to hide in the universe - it was just that he was destined to be lucky for his entire life.
Wherever he went, whatever he did, he was always tremendously lucky. He'd discover long forgotten secrets that would teach him exactly what he needed. His enemies would suffer from gut wrenching food poisoning right in the middle of fights. There was once a time he was ambushed by a Dao Lord, but right in the middle of the fight, the enemies Dao fractured.
