Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

"The soul, master of the enslaved; the enslaved, its envoy... A spirit never to return, its memory a crushing weight through the years..."

Inside the dim tent.

Fang Yang sat on his bed, the tent around him empty and silent.

At this moment, he was forming a Magic Seal, cultivating the beast-taming Secret Technique from the Carp Eagle’s legacy—the Slave Spirit Skill.

Perhaps the reason his White Feathered Eagle lacked spirituality was that he hadn’t properly cultivated the Skill in the first place.

But now, his target was the Small Frost Horse.

Out of respect for Second Uncle Fang and Senior Frost White, and in acknowledgment of the Small Frost Horse’s potential, he had to cultivate the Slave Spirit Skill to a much higher level.

The Small Frost Horse and the White Feathered Eagle were, after all, completely different!

While Fang Yang cultivated the Slave Spirit Skill, the Carp Eagle Divine Feather Spiritual Object in his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea pulsed with an ethereal glow. It helped him comprehend the Mystical Skill, allowing him to constantly check for any errors in his cultivation.

The result was incredible, as if a renowned master was by his side, offering guidance at every moment.

However, as Fang Yang delved into this comprehension, his True Essence depleted at a frantic pace, forcing him to grip a Yuan Stone to replenish it.

’With the Carp Eagle Divine Feather’s reflection, it feels like I have an Enlightenment Tree helping me as I receive the Carp Eagle’s legacy.’

’The only drawback is how quickly it consumes True Essence. It’s a real Yuan Stone guzzler, but it’s absolutely worth it.’

’Wait a minute... can the Slave Spirit Skill really only be used to enslave Fierce Beasts?’

Fang Yang raised an eyebrow.

The enslavement of the body and soul have been inseparable since ancient times. The essence of the path of enslavement lies in the strength of one’s Soul Foundation.

But... the Slave Spirit Skill even incorporated the art of judging character?!

「Two days later.」

A smile touched Fang Yang’s eyes as he opened them.

Within his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea, a single blood-red boat drifted.

This single blood-red boat was the very manifestation of the Slave Spirit Skill!

The boat was illusory, dissipating in a mere instant, but the fact that he could form it at all proved that Fang Yang had mastered this Secret Technique.

If he so wished, he could even forge it into his third Lifebound Skill upon reaching the Tier Three realm!

This pace of cultivation was astonishingly fast.

And Fang Yang, too, was experiencing for the first time the benefits of increased comprehension, of becoming a prodigy.

’It’s time to find Second Uncle Fang and Senior Frost White and take the Small Frost Horse from them.’

Fang Yang smiled faintly and slowly walked out of the tent.

As soon as he stepped out, the White Feathered Eagle, which had been waiting for him, immediately followed close behind.

Beneath the setting sun.

The shadows of the man and the eagle stretched long, long.

They seemed to be a single, indivisible entity.

"Small Frost Horse, come on out."

"NEIGH~"

On the vast grassland.

As Fang Yang and the White Feathered Eagle waited, Second Uncle Fang and the Frost White flying horse called out repeatedly.

Finally, the Small Frost Horse timidly emerged from the tall grass, slowly approaching Fang Yang.

When the Small Frost Horse saw the White Feathered Eagle, its eyes suddenly lit up, and its pace quickened significantly.

The distance grew shorter and shorter.

THUMP!

The Small Frost Horse stopped short, looking up at Fang Yang and the White Feathered Eagle, its clear eyes utterly endearing.

"Small Frost Horse, be my partner."

Fang Yang bent down and extended his hand, formally inviting the Small Frost Horse to join him.

At this moment, he showed an extremely rare, gentle smile, a stark contrast to the coldness he displayed the day he subdued the White Feathered Eagle.

Perhaps to others, Fang Yang might seem to have double standards.

But he was fundamentally someone who was overly rational and pragmatic, to the point of appearing indifferent.

Ultimately, a powerful divine steed like a Frost Horse was completely different from a weak Pet Beast like the White Feathered Eagle.

As someone so rational and pragmatic, Fang Yang did not hesitate to give the Small Frost Horse the respect and high expectations it deserved.

WHINNY~ The Small Frost Horse lowered its head and gently pressed it against Fang Yang’s outstretched hand.

’Slave Spirit Skill, activate,’ Fang Yang commanded in his mind.

A Fire Eagle Illusion, carrying the blood-red boat, flew out from Fang Yang’s Void Acupoint True Essence Sea and gently transferred into the Small Frost Horse’s body.

A peaceful and serene Triangle Star Array formed between Fang Yang and the Small Frost Horse.

Like a gentle breeze, before the Small Frost Horse could even feel anything, the contract was complete.

’Compared to the White Feathered Eagle’s desperate struggle, it seems my technique has truly improved,’ Fang Yang thought to himself.

"Its spirituality hasn’t diminished. It looks like Ah Yang has been working hard." Second Uncle Fang nodded, and beside him, the Frost White flying horse also gave a satisfied look.

Meanwhile, the White Feathered Eagle was still grinning goofily, its eyes filled with the sight of Fang Yang and the Small Frost Horse.

But soon, the White Feathered Eagle became a little bewildered.

Because the Small Frost Horse kicked up its hooves again and ran circles around the White Feathered Eagle, seeming to want it to play and frolic.

The scene was one of utter warmth and comfort.

...

"Do we really have to hand over the restaurant and the winery?"

"Yeah, Ah Yang is still young and doesn’t know the ways of the world. Isn’t it better if we continue to manage them for him for a while..."

"If worse comes to worst, we’ll keep siphoning off the assets. As long as the books look good, we can hand over a half-empty shell and the clan elders won’t be able to say a thing, just like we’ve done before..."

Within the Changkong Clan’s territory, at the Fang Clan’s Residence.

Several middle-aged men of the Fang clan were gathered in a secret chamber, speaking in hushed tones.

They were the ones responsible for managing the inheritance from Fang Yang’s parents.

For all these years, because Fang Yang was still young, the restaurant and winery had been managed by them in his stead.

Honestly, the two restaurants and one winery were all profitable assets, managed very well, bringing in about twenty thousand Yuan Stones each year.

They weren’t very happy about simply handing them back to Fang Yang just like that.

After all, they were just some Low Tier Cultivators; every single Yuan Stone was precious to them.

"Fools! You’d better spit out everything you’ve swallowed in the past, and you should probably even add some more back in. The Ah Yang of today is different!"

Suddenly, someone scolded them angrily.

If Fang Yang were still mediocre and unremarkable, they certainly wouldn’t have returned the assets to him so easily and completely.

But the current Fang Yang was by no means someone they could afford to ignore or suppress.

"SIGH~"

"I don’t want to swallow Ah Yang’s restaurant, I just want to look after it for him a little longer."

"Yes, that’s what I was thinking too..."

But in the end, everyone sighed repeatedly.

In truth, they were extremely resentful, believing that since the restaurant and winery were doing so well, even if they couldn’t take credit for the success, their hard work should at least earn them a share of the profits.

But in the end, no one voiced any objections.

Fang Yang... he really was different now!

「Elsewhere.」

Through the handling of the Internal Affairs Hall, Fang Yang very smoothly inherited his parents’ estate, without any ugly drama unfolding.

When Fang Yang learned that he had so many assets, even he was a little surprised.

After all, growing up, he had seen plenty of times how those guys from the Internal Affairs Hall could devour people, bones and all.

And yet, the procedures were legal, the rules were followed, so no one could say anything. They could only pinch their noses and accept it.

Now, regardless, he would receive nearly twenty thousand Yuan Stones every year. This result was quite good.

After some thought, Fang Yang decided to invest all these Yuan Stones into the White Feathered Eagle Tribe.

He told Lu Yao to recruit new members and expand their forces, making sure the White Feathered Eagle Tribe advanced towards becoming a Bronze Tribe. This would cause their destiny to flourish again, which would in turn indirectly help the White Feathered Eagle grow, and thus help his own growth.

As for his own cultivation resources, he planned to ruthlessly plunder the Fang Clan’s ancestral foundations, squeezing every last coin out of those old geezers!

’Since you want me to become a Dao Seed and reclaim the Carp Eagle Blessed Land, then you’ll have to give me plenty of help.’

’After all, thirty years... it’s not a long time, but it’s not a short time either.’

A faint smile appeared on Fang Yang’s face as he clasped his hands behind his back.

His gaze softened as he looked into the distance at the White Feathered Eagle and the Small Frost Horse, who were playing and frolicking together.