Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

[After obtaining five Fire Eagle Fierce Beasts, Fang Nian quickly established them as leaders of the Flying Eagle Group.]

[One Fire Eagle commanded the Flying Eagle Group, while two others served as backup leaders.]

[And after ten days of practice, with the added help of Sen Yuanyuan, Fang Nian felt he had made some achievements in the enslavement path and prepared to challenge the trial.]

Nine Beasts Mountain Range.

The place where the old man, Elder Ying, had specially set up the nine-fold trial.

This mountain range had a total of nine peaks.

Each peak was the location of one of the trials.

What Fang Nian had to do was control the Flying Eagle Group and conquer these nine peaks one after another within one month.

What was special was that on the final peak, the Trialist could fight alongside the Flying Eagle Group.

Now, one-third of the allotted month had already passed.

’Shouldn’t I be the one to act?’ Fang Yang narrowed his eyes.

His Soul was the Hundred Eagle Souls, equivalent to a Tier Three Cultivator on the enslavement path.

If he were the one to challenge the trial, he would definitely be much stronger than the Fang Nian of this era.

And somehow, news that Fang Nian was about to begin the trial had leaked.

On this day, many people had also come to the Nine Eagles Mountain Range.

They came to spectate Fang Nian’s battle through the trial.

Among this group of spectators were many youths who had not yet achieved Enlightenment.

Perhaps in their hearts, they too held the wonderful dream of becoming a Saint’s disciple and ascending to the heavens in a single step.

[Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Nian began the trial.]

[The first challenge, the second... the fourth.]

[The further he went, the slower Fang Nian’s progress became, and the more difficult his battles were. His performance drew criticism from the crowd.]

[And when Fang Nian finally managed to pass the fifth challenge, only after exerting a tremendous amount of effort, spectators like Sen Suiliu sighed repeatedly.]

[With a performance like this, how could he possibly become a Saint’s disciple?]

"Great Ancestor, please help Fang Nian. Pretty please, I’m begging you..." Sen Yuanyuan pleaded, grabbing the old man Elder Ying’s hand and shaking it.

In response, Elder Ying smiled dotingly:

"Hehe, alright, alright. I’ll do as you say.

However, if Fang Nian’s performance doesn’t improve, I can only accept him as a disciple in name.

In that case, the matter of observing the [Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram] will be off the table."

Regardless of whether Fang Nian succeeded or not, there was a safety net. This seemed pretty good.

But for Fang Yang, who was observing from a third-person perspective, the feeling wasn’t so wonderful.

If that buffoon Fang Nian couldn’t observe the [Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram], then wouldn’t he, Fang Yang, miss out on this Tier Four opportunity?

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes. ’So useless. Why don’t you just hurry up and let me sub in?!’

It wasn’t that he looked down on Fang Nian.

It was that the Fang Nian of this stage had simply not obtained any particularly powerful opportunities, nor had he defeated any of the prodigies of his generation.

By comparison, Fang Nian was at best on the same level as people like Chen Xing or Li Yang, not even comparable to Le Shiyu.

Among his peers, Fang Nian had a reputation as a genius, but he was far from the top—merely upper-middle.

At that moment, Fang Yang’s will descended.

Simultaneously, in the real world, the [Carp Eagle Divine Intent] within Fang Yang’s body once again bloomed with a hazy, divine light.

In just an instant, Fang Yang’s perspective shifted from third-person to first-person.

Fang Yang had once again become Fang Nian!

’I... I can decide the perspective myself?’

Fang Yang was surprised. ’So this is the difference between the Carp Eagle Divine Intent and the Carp Eagle Divine Feather? Heh, not bad at all.’

But what surprised Fang Yang even more was that this body was undergoing an internal change.

It was becoming more and more like his body in the real world!

The most obvious sign was that his Hundred Eagle Souls could now take effect here!

The mountain wind blew gently.

The Flying Eagles cried out.

Under the gazes of the crowd, he strode forward, heading straight for the sixth peak.

On this sixth peak dwelled nearly a hundred golden Griffins.

Each Griffin’s strength was comparable to a Tier One Peak, and there were even three Griffins that had reached the level of a Tier Two Cultivator.

"ROAR—"

The roars of the Griffins thundered.

Nearly a hundred golden Griffins beat their wings, soared high, and dived down to attack in unison.

But Fang Yang calmly formed a Magic Seal, leading his own five hundred-plus Flying Eagles to rise up and intercept them.

This time, thanks to his Hundred Eagle Souls, Fang Yang’s command was methodical and well-organized, utilizing the power of almost all five hundred-plus Flying Eagles.

He even had the Flying Eagles form battle formations, support each other, and jointly encircle and kill the golden Griffins.

Under the scorching sun, Fang Yang stood in a black robe, a faint smile on his face.

With one hand behind his back and the other forming seals, he held the situation firmly in his control.

It was a stark contrast to his previous clumsy performance, and he now exuded an extraordinary aura.

A quarter of an hour later, the golden Griffins had all been slain, and the Flying Eagles had managed to maintain their number at around five hundred!

Such a battle record immediately made the crowd’s eyes light up.

"See, I told you! To be thought of so highly by Sister Yuanyuan, Fang Nian couldn’t possibly be this weak."

"Compared to his earlier performance, he has indeed become much stronger."

"Yeah, compared to those other enslavement path Cultivators, he doesn’t seem any worse now."

"Hmph, what’s there to be proud of? This is only the sixth peak; there are still three more. Not to mention the final peak, which is guarded by one of Elder Ying’s own disciples..."

As expected, Fang Yang’s performance caused a commotion among the crowd.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe that the person who challenged the first five trials was the same person.

Fang Yang overheard the clamor they were making.

This greatly surprised Fang Yang.

’This bloodline dream... the reenactment of the past is so realistic, it’s like the real world.’

’It’s clearly different from the last bloodline dream.’

At this moment, Fang Yang once again understood the gap between the Saint Realm and the Mortal Realm.

"The sixth peak, the seventh... Brother Fang Nian is so amazing."

The young Saint Fan Liu exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of her heart.

She wished she could stretch her neck to watch the water-screen Light Mirror in the sky, to observe "Fang Nian’s" every move.

"Keep going, Ah Nian.

If you can’t comprehend the [Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram], then you won’t be considered to have received the Great Ancestor’s true teachings.

The world has been in turmoil for a long time, and the path of the Great Sun Golden Crow has been severed.

With the background of your Fang Clan, if you don’t receive the Great Ancestor’s true teachings, it will be nearly impossible for you to become a Saint."

Sen Yuanyuan clasped her hands to her chest, praying silently.

As for Elder Ying, the one called Great Ancestor, he narrowed his eyes and seriously sized up "Fang Nian."

The sixth peak... the seventh...

The eighth peak... the ninth peak.

Silent for a time, only to shock the world with a single cry.

In just a single day, Fang Yang had conquered all the way to the ninth peak.

In other words, he had reached the final stage of the trial.

As long as he conquered this peak, Fang Nian would become Elder Ying’s disciple and would then be able to comprehend the [Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram].

But by the time he reached this stage, the Flying Eagle Group only had a little over a hundred left.

Even of the five Fire Eagles, only three remained.

The price of clearing the trials this way was brutal.

But the good thing was, the next time he challenged the trial, he could start directly from the ninth peak instead of having to go through them all from the beginning.

The sun set in the west, its afterglow lingering.

Just as Fang Yang was about to continue with the trial, an invisible force stopped his advance.

It was as if it was telling him: —You must first withdraw and replenish your eagle flock, then you may challenge the trial again.

’If that’s the case, then let’s speed things up.’

Seeing this, Fang Yang decisively switched from a first-person to a third-person perspective.

’In this Dream World, I can’t do things like refine Divine Techniques or Skills anyway.’

’Since that’s the case, I don’t want to slowly plod through the plot.’

’I just want to speedrun, speedrun, and speedrun some more.’

’And then, get the reward!’

[Fang Nian fought his way to the final stage. His astonishing talent drew admiration from the crowd.]

[After just two days, Fang Nian had fully replenished his flock of a thousand eagles.]

[Just then, an "Autumn Cicada" desolate beast appeared in the Xuan Yu battle, causing Elder Ying to leave and temporarily halting the trial.]

[A day later, Elder Ying returned to the clan lands without success, and the "Autumn Cicada’s" whereabouts were unknown.]

’Autumn Cicada?’

’I wonder if it’s the same desolate beast that killed Muri Shengkai.’

’I’ll ignore it. I need to get through this final stage quickly and obtain that Tier Four opportunity.’

Fang Yang rose to his feet and headed straight for the Nine Beasts Mountain Range, walking with the speed of a meteor.