Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

The Thunder-Control Celestial Heaven-Reaching Pagoda.

The sixty-fifth floor.

Thunder rumbled ceaselessly across the sky, and within the dark clouds, a Flame Divine Bird could be faintly seen.

A fierce wind whipped up, causing the Dragon Robe on Sen Wei to billow.

Her gaze was soul-shaking, but the dimming Cyan Lotus Dharma Aspect behind her revealed her lack of True Essence.

The Cyan Lotus Saint Body was said to possess nearly limitless True Essence among those of the same tier.

To be pushed into such a sorry state, one could only imagine the immense difficulty she was facing.

"Sis, let’s retreat for now," Sen Hui suggested, her pretty, pale face etched with worry. "Bringing me here is too much of a burden on you. Besides, two heads are better than one..."

It was no wonder Sen Hui thought this way. After all, the levels beyond the sixty-third floor were a domain only geniuses of the Dao Seed Level could hope to reach!

Sen Wei was certainly formidable, but without the boost from her special Token, even she couldn’t compare to a Dao Seed Level genius.

"Two heads are better than one..." Sen Wei’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind like a bolt of lightning.

She thought of restarting the Young Dragon Tea Party!

For a giant tree to grow, it must absorb sufficient nutrients.

At her realm and cultivation, if she were to observe the growth of a group of young prodigies, it was highly likely she could gain some enlightenment from it!

"Mm, you’re right, Xiaohui." Sen Wei nodded lightly, a smile on her face.

Immediately, she took out a Token engraved with a celestial crane totem and activated it, causing it to erupt in a sphere of white light.

Their figures then vanished from the scene.

Before long, news that the Young Dragon Tea Party would be restarted in three days had spread throughout the Xuan Yu Blessed Land region.

The young prodigies were stunned by the news, and a wave of excitement surged through them.

After all, what successful young prodigy wasn’t full of vigor and ambition?

"The Young Dragon Tea Party... I hope it’s not a martial competition." This was Cyan Aura, who tightened his grip on his trident as he thought of Fang Yang.

"Besides Sen Wei, Fang Yang and Minghai Nanyu are the most formidable. Alas, the price of being injured twice was too heavy." This was Lin Tianxue, who was in the process of steeling her resolve.

"Sen Wei? Fang Yang? The time has finally come for us to meet formally." This was Minghai Nanyu. She gazed up at the moon, her eyes filled with determination.

In a sense, Minghai Nanyu’s benchmark had always been Sen Wei.

This was because she also had a brother who was a monarch, Minghai Difficult Crossing.

However, Minghai Difficult Crossing had been thrashed by Sen Yue and had even lost his Sacred Artifact, the Three-Plume Cyan Bottle, leaving him in a pathetic state.

Because of this, people gradually stopped comparing her to Sen Wei.

The most obvious difference was her cultivation. At Tier Three Advanced, she was far inferior to Sen Wei.

After all, if Sen Yue was the reigning emperor of the Mortal Cultivators in the Xuan Region, then Sen Wei was the current Crown Prince.

This hierarchy would remain in place for at least the next hundred years.

And because of this, the blessing of providence Sen Wei received was something no one else could possibly imagine.

This was one of the main reasons Sen Wei had been able to pull so far ahead of her peers.

「Fang Clan Estate.」

The cool moonlight flowed like water, pouring freely into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, his cousin Fang Xuan paced back and forth, practically jumping with joy. "Brother, I got an invitation too! I got an invitation too!"

Fang Yang smiled calmly and looked up in the direction of the Cyan Lotus Palace.

To be honest, based on his understanding of Sen Wei, she wasn’t someone who craved power or status.

Therefore, there had to be a reason for her to restart the Young Dragon Tea Party.

Fang Yang lowered his gaze, his eyes glinting with contemplation.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn’t figure out Sen Wei’s intentions.

In the end, he decided to accept the invitation and investigate for himself.

... 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

「Three days later.」

Qinglian Snow Mountain, Cyan Lotus Palace.

The young prodigies arrived one after another.

When figures like Lin Tianxue, Cyan Aura, and Dongfang Moran appeared, they drew gazes of scrutiny and admiration from the crowd.

It was because someone from their generation had actually reached the Tier Three realm so quickly.

"They all have stable foundations. They’re geniuses who can aim for the Dao Seed Level, or even become a Saint."

"Although Lin Tianxue suffered two major setbacks, she refined the True Blood of the Vermilion Bird and was successfully reborn from the ashes, even reaching the Tier Three Elementary realm."

"Cyan Aura and Dongfang Moran are also at Tier Three Elementary, but rumor has it they’re already trying to break through to Tier Three Middle. Their progress is much faster than Lin Tianxue’s."

"But when it comes to true strength, you have to talk about Lady Nanyu..."

A group of youths chattered amongst themselves, debating which clan’s prodigy had the greatest potential.

And they weren’t the only ones; a group of old-timers was also observing silently from the shadows.

BOOM!

Suddenly, the sound of a single footstep echoed from the far end of the snowy mountain. It resonated with the Earth Vein, transmitting clearly into everyone’s hearts.

The wind and snow danced wildly, scattering a flurry of white frost that painted the ground in a pale, white halo.

At the far end of the mountain, a tall, straight figure, upright as a spear and sharp as a sword, was approaching step by step.

He wore black and white Daoist robes, his bearing heroic and his steps firm.

As he walked through the heavy snow, the pale halo of light fell upon him, dyeing him with a hazy, sacred glow that made him seem otherworldly.

His black and white robes fluttered in the wind, making one yearn to catch a glimpse of his true face.

It was the perfect embodiment of the verse: "The fairest lord is the youngest of men, who turns to look again as he plucks a flower!"

Fang Yang!

"It’s Fang Yang..."

Le Shiyu, standing inside the palace, craned her neck to look at the tall figure walking toward them from outside.

Even Dongfang Xuezhi couldn’t help but rise to her feet, her eyes shining as she gazed at Fang Yang from afar.

And though Minghai Nanyu snorted with disdain, her eyes remained fixed on Fang Yang as well.

"Fuck, why didn’t I think of such a badass entrance?"

"Whether he’s strong or not is another story, but that Fang Yang guy is seriously handsome."

"Wait a minute, the aura he’s emitting... it’s Tier... Tier Three Advanced!"

"Hiss... That’s terrifying. Fang Yang must have a perfect Spirit Body..." a young man gasped.

Some were regretful, some were shocked, and others were simply stunned.

At that moment, Fang Yang’s appearance brought the atmosphere to a standstill.

No one could ignore his presence; all eyes were irresistibly drawn to him.

Meanwhile, deep within the Cyan Lotus Palace, a proud and brilliant smile bloomed on Sen Hui’s face the moment she saw Fang Yang appear.

She put her hands on her little hips, looked at her sister, and hmphed twice smugly.

It was as if she were saying, "See, Sis? I told you! At this tea party, Ah Yang will definitely be the most impressive one!"

"..." A helpless expression appeared on Sen Wei’s face.

From their high vantage point, the two of them could basically see everyone’s expressions.

Just now, Sen Wei had glanced around and instantly noticed many girls of her generation nodding gently at Fang Yang.

’Xiaohui, oh, Xiaohui.’

’Have you ever stopped to think what kind of man is worthy of you, given your status?’

’A man who is worthy of you could never be an ordinary person, could he?’

’Therefore, for someone like Fang Yang, attracting admirers is just a normal occurrence... Sigh. Never mind. You just stay innocent and pure, and I, your big sister, will clean up the messes for you...’

At this thought, Sen Wei slowly rose to her feet and walked outside.