Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Sea-Suppressing Pass was one of the most formidable passes in the world.

To use a house as an analogy, it was the main gate protecting the Minghai Race’s territory.

If it were ever breached, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The territory of the Minghai Race would be wide open, its heartland exposed for the legions of the five great Golden Clans to rampage through at will.

Previously, the ancient Sword Flood Dragon that Jiang Venerable Sword had transformed into had assaulted this very pass, which then led to the intervention of two great monarchs.

One could only imagine how important Sea-Suppressing Pass was!

The night was dim.

The starlight, faint.

An unexpected guest suddenly arrived at the Le Xi Winery in Sea-Suppressing Pass.

She was a beautiful woman, poised and elegant, with an air of nobility.

Her head was adorned with shimmering silver ornaments, and her charming, pretty face was wreathed in smiles.

When she smiled, she possessed a breathtakingly demonic beauty.

Her every frown and smile was full of charm, enough to stir carnal desire in any who saw her.

The appearance of such a beautiful woman in the dead of night was strange indeed.

And for that reason, several lechers, whose courage was born of lust, now lay fallen at her feet.

CREAK~

A wind rose from nowhere.

The winery’s back door swung open on its own.

The beautiful woman took delicate steps, gliding gracefully forward.

In an instant, the winery’s interior was revealed.

The inside was splattered with blood. The thick stench of it overwhelmed any hint of wine.

This was no winery at all!

For here, they were keeping blood beasts, one after another.

Even the blood-winged dragon bat cubs that had so astonished Fang Yang and the others were here.

And a strange desolate beast like the blood-winged dragon bat could only be created through post-heaven refinement by a Great Cultivator of the Saint Sect!

Thus, the identity of the beautiful woman and her companions was obvious.

The Saint Sect!

"Moon Lady Envoy, Muri Shengkai is dead."

A kind-faced old man said with cupped hands, "What should we do next?"

The Moon Lady Envoy... was, of course, the beautiful woman.

At that moment, the Moon Lady’s foxy eyes blinked, and she said with a radiant smile:

"The elders already know Muri Shengkai is dead, but they’ve found an even more impressive little fellow—Changkong Fang Yang.

"This Changkong Fang Yang, by his talent and looks alone, can make Sen Hui and Chen Ying fight jealously over him. You can just imagine how perfectly he fits the doctrine of our Saint Sect."

"He is worthy of the title of Saint Heir..."

The Saint Sect was the sole orthodox lineage of the Blissful Demon Venerable.

Every thousand years, they would seek out a Demon Son in each of the eight great domains, such as Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow. Each great domain would have one Blissful Demon Son.

Each Demon Son would receive one true teaching from the Blissful Demon Venerable.

In the end, the eight Blissful Demon Sons would fight and devour one another.

They had to turn the others’ fortunes into their own to become the second True Demon!

Once that happened, it would be the glorious moment for their Saint Sect to ascend to the Immortal Realm as one, reenacting the great feat of their Blissful Ancestor!

However, in the past several hundred thousand years, aside from the Blissful Demon Venerable himself, the Saint Sect had not produced another True Demon...

Now, the Moon Lady Envoy and her people were planning to set a trap.

They would lure Fang Yang into depravity step by step, having him replace Muri Shengkai and become one of the eight Demon Sons of this generation.

...

「The next morning.」

The clouds and mist scattered, letting the sunlight shine down.

Pingliang Mountain was filled with wisps of morning vitality.

The morning light fell upon Fang Yang, bringing with it a trace of warmth.

He stood to one side, watching from a distance as Dongfang Xuezhi and the others took inventory of the supplies and received them.

With the assistance of the ’local commander,’ Lin Yaoguang, the process went quickly.

Collecting taxes from one tribe after another, gathering resources from point after point.

They were busy from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon.

At last, they had sorted through and finished all these tasks.

It was just a little surprising that Lin Yaoguang had stepped out a few times in the middle of it all.

「Inside the command tent.」

A cool breeze blew in, bringing with it a refreshing chill.

Having completed their tasks, everyone wore expressions of relief.

Just then, Lin Yaoguang cleared his throat, his expression grave. "There appears to have been a major development near Sea-Suppressing Pass. The battle situation has become increasingly urgent..."

BOOM!

His words were like a sudden clap of thunder on a clear day.

Everyone’s head snapped up to stare at Lin Yaoguang.

Everyone present was a top-tier expert.

And every one of them knew what kind of impact trouble at Sea-Suppressing Pass would have on the overall war!

’Changing the objective midway... this must be what the ’medium-low’ fortune meant.’ Fang Yang lowered his gaze, lost in thought.

But he wasn’t worried. Even if things changed, he only needed to stick with Dongfang Xuezhi, who held the real authority.

And from what he knew of her, Dongfang Xuezhi was not someone who rushed headlong for quick profits.

"A change near Sea-Suppressing Pass?!"

"What do we do? We still have to divert supplies over there."

"We should adapt to the circumstances. Since it’s like this, why don’t we go to Sea-Suppressing Pass first, and then turn back to Grass Jiao Swamp..."

For a moment, the tent erupted in discussion.

Hearing this, Dongfang Xuezhi fell into deep thought.

But beside her, Minghai Profound Blade held his head high and declared decisively, "We’ll hurry to Sea-Suppressing Pass first, then rush back to Grass Jiao Swamp!"

He needed battle honors—many, many battle honors.

Moreover, he wanted to become the next [Legate].

He absolutely could not let Dongfang Xuezhi and Fang Yang continue to suppress him!

"Hurry to Sea-Suppressing Pass first, then rush back to Grass Jiao Swamp?!"

The others exchanged flickering glances, communicating intensely.

Who didn’t want more battle honors?

But while gaining more battle honors was important, completing the mission and securing the honors they could was just as crucial!

’It’s finally happening. I just didn’t expect Minghai Profound Blade to be the one to step forward.’

Fang Yang’s eyes narrowed, a sense of relief washing over him.

Immediately, Fang Yang rose slowly to face Dongfang Xuezhi and said:

"We must prioritize.

"Since we’ve already come to Pingliang Mountain, why not proceed to Grass Jiao Swamp first?

"If we head for the Sea-Suppressing Pass area, then I will have no choice but to return to Leran Grassland first.

"Because going to Sea-Suppressing Pass first and then coming back to Grass Jiao Swamp would be a massive detour.

"The journey is long, and I cannot be away from Leran Grassland for so long."

Hearing this, Dongfang Xuezhi raised her head and nodded lightly.

She agreed with Fang Yang.

If they really did go to the Sea-Suppressing Pass area first and then back to Grass Jiao Swamp, it would be inconvenient for Fang Yang to accompany them.

Besides, her own temperament leaned toward caution and stability.

Otherwise, back at the [Guan River Festival], she wouldn’t have proactively handed over all the Jar Grass as soon as Fang Yang appeared.

Gradually, a decision formed in her heart.

She was leaning toward Fang Yang’s proposal.

They would not change their objective and would head straight for Grass Jiao Swamp!

"No!"

Minghai Profound Blade’s voice was grim.

"Legate, since it is inconvenient for you, you can go back first.

"After all, escorting supplies is not your primary duty, but ours.

"As for us, we must go to the Sea-Suppressing Pass area first, then rush to Grass Jiao Swamp!"

The moment he said this, all eyes in the tent focused on Minghai Profound Blade and Fang Yang.

But unexpectedly, faced with the aggressive Minghai Profound Blade, Fang Yang just smiled.

Fang Yang didn’t get entangled in an argument with him.

For one thing, if he argued with Minghai Profound Blade, it would put Dongfang Xuezhi in a difficult position and might lead to unforeseen complications.

For another, he knew from his fortune that the Sea-Suppressing Pass area was truly not a good place to be right now.

And when Fang Yang didn’t say much in response, Minghai Profound Blade’s brows knitted together in frustration.

This wasn’t how he had imagined it. Instead, it made him look like he was just making trouble.

For a moment, the tent fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze turned to Dongfang Xuezhi, awaiting her decision.

’Changkong Fang Yang, Minghai Profound Blade...’

’Grass Jiao Swamp, the Sea-Suppressing Pass area...’

Dongfang Xuezhi’s starry eyes narrowed slightly as she fell into contemplation.

She weighed the various considerations in her mind again and again.

This included comparing Fang Yang and Minghai Profound Blade.

In the end, she decided to side with Fang Yang, trusting in his potential as the champion, as a Legate.

"We will not change our objective. We are still heading to Grass Jiao Swamp!" She set the tone for the group.

But this made Minghai Profound Blade gnash his teeth, deeply resentful.

In an instant, the temperature in the tent seemed to rise, a palpable heat filling the air.

Seeing this, the Dao Protector who had remained quiet the entire time—Minghai Nanzhong—slowly rose.

Minghai Nanzhong said softly, "Then let’s split into two groups. We will go to the Sea-Suppressing Pass area first. After you’ve completed the handover at Grass Jiao Swamp, we will rendezvous at Sea-Suppressing Pass."

This was a rather bold proposal.

But now, with the addition of Second Uncle Fang and Fang Yang, it was indeed feasible.

But what would that do to Dongfang Xuezhi’s pride, she who was the commander of this team?

Dongfang Xuezhi’s expression was dark and unreadable. She took a deep breath, about to refuse.

But unexpectedly, her own Dao Protector placed a hand on her shoulder and said, "It could work..."