Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

After Fang Nian defeated Zhang Chi, he successfully became the disciple of the old Hawkmaster—a true disciple of a Saint.

From that point on, Fang Nian’s status skyrocketed.

The most obvious sign was the earth-shattering change in his life.

It encompassed everything from his food and shelter to the high regard of the clan elders, the peace offerings from once-caustic seniors, and the friendly overtures from his peers.

From that moment on, within the Changkong tribe and the Fang Clan, Fang Nian was no longer someone who could be bullied and suppressed by just anyone.

Thanks to Fang Nian’s change in status, Sen Yuanyuan could finally give him the Cyan Bamboo Flute openly, without worrying that he would suffer the jealousy of others...

Scene after scene, event after event, flashed before Fang Yang’s eyes.

The more Fang Yang experienced, the more silent he became.

’Could it be? If I had chosen to go back with Sen Hui back then, would my life have turned out like this?’

’No, it couldn’t be. The divination I received spoke of endless calamities, each wave more vicious than the last.’

’So, it must be that this fellow, Fang Nian, walked a narrow path, forcing his descendant—me—to fend for myself...’

"A token of love... I haven’t played the Yimu Guqin in a long time. My focus has been entirely on mastering the skills of an Alchemist Doctor."

Fang Yang let out a soft sigh.

In the last two years alone, it could be said that almost no one among his peers had a more complicated experience.

Alchemist Doctor’s apprentice, Hawkmaster, Alchemist Doctor, Commander, Order-Bearer, General...

Behind these complex identities was his entanglement with the Sen clan.

...

「Bloodline Dream.」

The plot accelerated, and time flowed by.

The month was nearly at its end.

Once this month was over, Fang Yang would awaken from the bloodline dream.

He would return to the real world completely, never to remain in the bloodline dream again.

If that happened, he would undoubtedly miss out on the Tier Four opportunity.

That was an outcome he absolutely could not tolerate.

But fortunately, under Sen Yuanyuan’s guidance, Fang Yang was able to meet the old Hawkmaster and comprehend the true meaning of the Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram.

The Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram.

It was a profound image of two yin-yang fish, mouths connected to tails.

The Yin Dao Fish had a black body, with only its eye being white.

The Yang Dao Fish had a white body, with only its eye being black.

Under Fang Yang’s gaze, the Yin Yang Dao Fish gradually began to spin, faster and faster.

Around it, specks of starlight radiated outward, as if transmitting some kind of dao rhythm and divine intent.

But try as he might, Fang Yang couldn’t grasp anything from it.

’Is he fated to encounter it, but not to possess it?’ the old Hawkmaster sighed internally.

’How can this be? Even Zhang Chi was able to gain some insight from it.’ Sen Yuanyuan was tense, but she dared not move.

This scene was beyond their expectations.

But soon, two dao rhythms—one of dominating the world and another of devouring all things—slowly rose from Fang Yang’s body at the same time.

It was like the free-spirited soaring of a Dapeng bird and the life-and-death cycle of a giant Kun fish.

The back-and-forth between them held infinite mysteries, and smiles instantly appeared on their faces.

It turned out that Fang Yang, seeing the situation was not right, had decisively activated the [Profound Realm] to enhance his comprehension.

The [Profound Realm] was worthy of being a true teaching of the Blissful Reverend, allowing Fang Yang to quickly enter a state of comprehension where his body merged with heaven and earth.

Even if it was just for an instant, it allowed him to comprehend the Skill to transform the "Carp Eagle Transformation" into the "Kunpeng Transformation."

It required refining three extraordinary treasures in total: the [Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc], the [Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun], and a [Thunderfire Dual-Dao Sacred Object].

And he also had to truly come into contact with the [Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram Phenomenon] at least once, or at the very least, obtain the true inheritance of the [Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram Phenomenon].

Only then could the [Profound Realm] help him observe and understand it repeatedly.

Of these, he already possessed the [Thunderfire Dual-Dao Sacred Object]—the [Carp Eagle Divine Intent]!

Besides that, he still needed the following three things:

[Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc]

[Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun]

[The Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram Phenomenon]

"I still need to refine the first two treasures and then witness the latter phenomenon, or obtain its corresponding inheritance."

"Once I complete these three steps, I will surely be able to grasp the Kunpeng Transformation, allowing my own Spirit Body to successfully evolve into a Kunpeng Spirit Body, and then a Kunpeng Saint Body."

Fang Yang opened his eyes.

Sometimes, information itself is a resource.

This current opportunity was no longer as simple as just a Tier Four one.

Perhaps it was better to say that under the enhancement of the [Profound Realm], this opportunity had been madly elevated.

In Fang Yang’s heart, this opportunity was now comparable to a Tier Six one.

Before this, he had only a vague direction, nothing as clear as what he had now.

"The bloodline dream... the power of the Dream Dao... It’s truly terrifying."

Fang Yang marveled from the bottom of his heart.

...

「Real World.」

A day and a night passed.

On the bed, Fang Yang’s fingers twitched slightly, followed by a flutter of his eyelashes.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and returned to reality.

After a short pause, he closed his eyes again to inspect his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea.

Within the Void Acupoint True Essence Sea, the [Carp Eagle Divine Intent], shaped like a Little Carp Eagle, now had another one-fifth of its body gleaming with a golden luster.

Adding the previous one-fifth, two-fifths of its area was now radiating a golden sheen.

In other words, Fang Yang had activated two-fifths of the [Carp Eagle Divine Intent]!

He could clearly feel that the Thunderfire Primordial Qi in his body had established an even closer connection.

It was like the joining of yin and yang—you are in me, and I am in you.

After that, the color of his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea changed from bright silver to snow silver.

Bright silver True Essence was the color for the Tier Two High realm, while snow silver was the color for the Tier Two Peak realm.

In other words, in a single night, he had broken through from Tier Two High to Tier Two Peak!

"I... I broke through just like that?"

"How did it become so easy?"

Fang Yang’s eyes flew open. He clenched his fists, and a sharp CRACK echoed.

As he felt a more abundant power coursing through him, he knew he wasn’t dreaming!

Suddenly, it dawned on him. He understood that this breakthrough was likely aided by the power of the dream.

At this moment, he once again felt awe and desire for the Dream Dao school of power.

If someone could control such a magical power, they could absolutely bring about world-shaking changes!

If that was the case, then why couldn’t that someone be him, Fang Yang?

At this moment, he had the thought, ’With the Heirloom Seal of the Realm in my hands, I am no longer just myself, but the imperial ’We’.’

It took him quite a while to dispel this arrogant notion.

He had to remember that the heroes of this world were as numerous as carp crossing a river—countless and impossible to eliminate.

In all things, one must never be arrogant!

...

「Early Morning.」

The sky was still hazy and dim; the sun had not yet risen.

Only a sliver of dawn’s light graced the horizon.

The morning on the grassland was still chilly, but the Small Frost Horse felt no cold.

On the contrary, with Fang Yang by its side, it was galloping with abandon, running to its heart’s content as steam rose from its body.

Fang Yang’s appearance was like a calming dose for the soldiers guarding the Leran Grassland.

One by one, they held their heads high and their chests out, their fighting spirit soaring.

When Second Uncle Fang glanced at Fang Yang, a look of astonishment crossed his face.

"You’re already at Tier Two Peak?" Second Uncle Fang shook his head in admiration.

"A cultivation speed like yours is comparable to that of a perfect-grade Spirit Body.

Although the path of cultivation becomes more and more difficult after ascending to Tier Three.

But within twenty-eight years, it looks like you have a real hope of becoming a Dao Seed.

Because right now, you look every bit the young saint, not some ordinary prodigy!"

A cultivation speed comparable to a perfect-grade Spirit Body.

This was no small praise.

Fang Yang smiled gently. "Comparable to a perfect-grade Spirit Body, which is to say, I don’t actually have one. As for the matter of the Dao Seed, I will do my best."

Hearing this, Second Uncle Fang was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.

And on that day, it wasn’t just Second Uncle Fang who was shocked by Fang Yang’s growth.

Seventh Uncle Fang, Hong Qishang, Fang Xuan, and the others were also deeply shaken when they first saw him.

Because Fang Yang was just one step away from breaking into the Tier Three Elementary realm and increasing his lifespan by two hundred years.

This was a completely different domain.

It meant that Fang Yang was truly on the verge of reaching his full potential!

Let alone them, even his adjutant Lin Keyi was stunned speechless when she first heard the news.

Fast! So fast! Unbelievably fast!

When Lin Keyi reported this information to Lin Tianxue, Lin Tianxue, who was still bedridden, shot up in shock, a stifling sensation tightening in her chest.

"This Tier Two Peak realm... I should have been the one to reach it first."

"I never, ever expected that Fang Yang would be the one to take the lead in the end."

"Sigh... At this rate, even more of the world’s fortune will surely favor him."

Thinking of her own situation compared to Fang Yang’s, Lin Tianxue felt a dull ache in her heart.

The True Blood of the Vermilion Bird was good, but it hadn’t allowed her to leave her peers in the dust.

On the contrary, it had forced her into a period of decline.

If she weren’t so incredibly familiar with Fang Yang’s circumstances, she might have actually thought that he was the one who had received the great fortune of the True Blood of the Vermilion Bird during the treasure hunt in the underground cavern...