Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

In the past, anyone who managed to obtain a Tier Six Sacred Material from the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds was, without exception, a prodigy of the Dao Seed Level.

Now, the fact that a mere Tier Three cultivator like Fang Yang could break precedent and obtain the Sacred Material, the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart, was a sudden, eye-opening shock to everyone.

No one could believe that Fang Yang had managed to snatch food from the tiger’s maw, right from under the noses of all those Great Cultivators!

"My goodness, my goodness. Fang Yang is truly worthy of being called one of the greatest young prodigies. To have such incredible luck."

"It’s not just luck. In less than three years on the path of cultivation, he’s already become a Tier Three Middle cultivator. That’s an achievement far beyond countless others."

"Sigh... that’s a Tier Six Sacred Material. I can’t even imagine. If only I had one, how great would that be."

"For someone of his background to achieve this is indeed impressive. But if it were me, I don’t think I’d necessarily be unable to do the same."

"Ridiculous. He’s just relying on the monarch’s favor..."

A buzz of discussion rippled through the crowd.

The news of Fang Yang obtaining the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart was like a giant boulder tossed into a lake, sending out endless ripples that spread the tale to more and more people.

Fang Yang’s reputation was already considerable, but this incident added another layer of legendary color to his name.

To obtain a Tier Six Sacred Material with only a Tier Three cultivation realm—such a feat was worthy of a grand entry even in the biographies of Saints!

"Fang Yang... it was actually Fang Yang. He’s accomplished another incredible feat." This was Dongfang Xuezhi, standing in the center of a sea of flowers, her praise genuine.

"Hmph. It’s just good luck, that’s all."

Dongfang Xueyu snorted coldly, her words belying her thoughts. "He’s decent, I suppose, but he’s too much of a womanizer. He’s not worth getting close to!"

Elsewhere, Hong Qishang, while manipulating a swarm of bees, sighed with emotion. "Fang Yang, you truly are blessed with great fortune. I know you’re not like what others say, relying entirely on the Sen clan." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Heavy clouds filled the sky, obscuring the starlight.

Meanwhile, Yuxuan, a Dao Seed, wore a dark expression that made his younger cousin, Yuming, tremble with fear.

"You useless piece of trash! Were you using me as your pawn? Huh?!"

Yuxuan let out a roar like a tiger king and sent his cousin Yuming flying with a kick.

A streak of blue light cut through the air. It was Yuming, who had slammed straight into the palace’s red wall, his body breaking apart as he was bathed in his own blood.

With one last scream, the whites of his eyes showed, and he fainted from the pain.

...

Thunder-Control Celestial Heaven-Reaching Pagoda.

The Sen clan’s gathering place, the Cyan Lotus Palace.

At this moment, before Sen Wei and Sen Hui, a Spiritual Object shaped like a thirty-six-petaled black lotus hovered quietly, emitting a faint glow.

This was none other than the Black Moon Soul Spirit!

And just in front of it, a Silver Flower Fire Tree burned silently, its blossoms dazzlingly bright.

"Sister, look! Isn’t the Black Moon Soul Spirit that Ah Yang gave me beautiful?" A breathtaking smile blossomed on Sen Hui’s fair little face.

She gazed at the Black Moon Soul Spirit, her eyes crinkling in a contented smile.

Her sister, Sen Wei, was speechless. ’What’s so special about this Sixth Grade Black Moon Soul Spirit?’

Ever since they were children, she had given her younger sister many Spiritual Objects far more precious than this one, yet she had rarely seen her so happy.

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the Dragon Robe she wore to sway.

"It is indeed beautiful."

Sen Wei nodded. "But are you going to make the Silver Flower Fire Tree evolve right now?"

"Of course not. I have to wait for Ah Yang to get here," Sen Hui replied immediately, shaking her head.

Hearing this, Sen Wei gave a soft sound of acknowledgment.

Her sister’s words turned her own thoughts to Fang Yang.

She, too, had heard about Fang Yang obtaining the Sacred Material, the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart.

After gathering information on the matter from multiple channels and looking at it from various angles, she quickly realized that Fang Yang had been acting under her sister Sen Hui’s banner.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with that, and she didn’t look down on Fang Yang for it. After all, not everyone was capable of borrowing power and influence.

It was just... the fact that the Sacred Material Fang Yang obtained was the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart made it difficult for her not to be astonished.

At this moment, Sen Wei gazed dotingly at her younger sister, Sen Hui.

But in her heart, she was thinking:

’Brother’s guess was correct. Fang Yang really does have an extremely strong affinity with the "Kunpeng." Perhaps he can truly condense a Kunpeng Spirit Body, even a Kunpeng Saint Body.’

’Once he becomes a Saint, with the support of my Sen clan, he’ll be able to overcome the gossip within the clan and smoothly inherit that Venerable’s legacy, the one with unparalleled killing power.’

’At that time, my brother and I will also be able to learn by analogy, absorb its essence, and develop our own Great Divine Techniques.’

...

The red sun was sinking in the west but had not yet completely set.

Birds flew about, hurrying back to their nests.

In the camp, his cousin Fang Min still found her gaze drifting toward Fang Yang from time to time.

Finally, she couldn’t help but say, "The Black Moon Water Kun’s heart is an extremely rare Tier Six Sacred Material. The path of Hei Liwu is one you might be able to repeat, Ah Yang. In other words, as long as you grow step-by-step, you could even become a clan monarch!"

As she finished speaking, a look of awe remained on her face, as if she couldn’t pull herself away from that wonderful prospect.

It was understandable. The Fang Clan had been in decline for far too long.

Forget a clan monarch; even a Dao Seed of the clan hadn’t appeared for many years.

If a powerful leader like Hei Liwu were to emerge, the members of the Fang Clan could finally hold their heads high within the greater family.

Even with the Carp Eagle Blessed Land having been taken from them, the Fang disciples wouldn’t feel so dejected and conflicted.

As Fang Min enthusiastically described to Fang Yang just how incredible the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart was, even Second Uncle Fang, with his extremely calm temperament, couldn’t help but add a few words.

Second Uncle Fang: "A fortune too great is actually a disaster. But fortunately, the Ah Yang of today can bear this blessing."

They both knew that if Fang Yang hadn’t been flying the banners of Sen Hui and Sen Yue, this great fortune would have been snatched away by Yuxuan and the other Dao Seeds the moment it appeared.

It couldn’t be helped. Their strength was insufficient, so this was the only way.

"A clan monarch?"

Fang Yang shook his head. "The next monarch of our Changkong clan will, in all likelihood, be Miss Wei. And as for this matter of fortune, hehe..."

Fang Yang didn’t dwell on the matter of fortune and blessings.

Afterward, Fang Yang released his three battle pets—the White Feathered Eagle, the Small Frost Horse, and an Electric Python—and fed them.

Once his mood gradually calmed, Fang Yang had his second uncle and cousin stand guard.

Then, he returned to his tent to continue refining the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart.

In the dim, sealed chamber of his tent, Fang Yang sat cross-legged. Behind him, the illusion of a vast ocean faintly appeared.

"SPLASH..."

And within this illusion, a black Giant Kun either swam deep below or leaped into the air, churning the seas and rivers.

At the same time, the Black Moon Water Kun’s heart within Fang Yang’s Void Acupoint True Essence Sea gradually shrank.

The Black Moon Water Kun’s heart was a Tier Six Sacred Material; Fang Yang couldn’t possibly refine it in an instant.