Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

A cold river wind blew past.

Fang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes fluttering. He exuded the air of a Grandmaster, startling everyone present.

As for Qing Mang, his composure had completely shattered.

’Why? Why did it have to be like this again?’

’No matter how you looked at it, he, Qing Mang, was the one with the superior strength on paper.’

’So why, just why, could this Fang Yang always manage to turn the tables on him?’

"AHHHH!" Qing Mang roared at the sky, looking like a madman.

He was overcome with unwillingness to accept this, and the tightly wound string in his heart finally snapped.

He even started punching and kicking the Electro-Python that had just barely managed to escape, venting his frustration by sending it flying into a bloody pit with a single kick.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of Lin Tianxue, Le Shiyu, and Chen Xing, who all looked at Fang Yang with reverence and fear.

"I don’t need useless things! Get lost! Don’t you ever appear before me again! From this day forward, you are no longer my Slave Beast!" Qing Mang’s face was twisted in a ferocious snarl, like that of a demon.

After speaking, he actually swung his trident and plunged it into the Electro-Python’s wound, causing the beast to struggle in agony.

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, he tossed the Electro-Python high into the air, flinging it before the White Feathered Eagle, wanting it to finish the python off.

Then, fuming with rage, he left without a single look back.

His actions sent a wave of shock and commotion through the crowd.

HISS... The Electro-Python struggled, trying to follow Qing Mang, but it was too exhausted and could only writhe on the grass.

Finally, hot tears streamed from the Electro-Python’s eyes. Overcome with pain, it gave up all resistance, quietly awaiting the White Feathered Eagle’s death sentence.

All living things have a spirit.

This scene caused the other Pet Beasts, like the Wind Snow Sparrow, the Molten Crocodile, and the Rain Swift, to feel a sense of sorrow for their own kind.

Even a violent Fierce Beast like the White Feathered Eagle fell silent.

’A good opportunity. It’s time to build my reputation. A cold-faced but warm-hearted young prodigy? Heh.’ Though Fang Yang was delighted internally, his face remained impassive.

He planned to adopt the Electro-Python.

On one hand, it was for his reputation.

On the other hand, a Pet Beast like the Electro-Python possessed a Bloodline Power even more formidable than that of Frost White, the flying horse. It could greatly help his White Feathered Eagle’s clan grow stronger!

"White Feathered Eagle." Fang Yang’s voice rang out, causing the White Feathered Eagle in the sky to tremble.

If it could, the White Feathered Eagle didn’t want to kill the Electro-Python in this state, because it feared that it too could suffer the same fate!

"Bring the Electro-Python. Let’s go home."

Hearing this, the White Feathered Eagle instantly flapped its wings with joy.

At this moment, the White Feathered Eagle felt that it had not followed the wrong master!

Seeing this, the onlookers—Lin Tianxue, Le Shiyu, Chen Xing, and the others—were deeply struck by the vast difference in character between Fang Yang and Qing Mang.

"Sigh..." Le Shiyu let out a soft sigh, her expression complicated.

Le Shiyu really didn’t want to get involved in Qing Mang’s affairs, but Qing Mang’s Saint Ancestor had always treated her very well. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

So, she decided to write a letter back to her clan.

If all went as expected, Qing Mang would be sent back to his clan.

’Fang Yang, have you already reached the stage of cultivating your reputation...? I need to pick up my pace as well.’ Zhang Ye’s gaze was distant as he stared at Fang Yang’s departing figure.

「Meanwhile.」

After returning to his residence on Guan River Cloud Island, Fang Yang handed the Electro-Python over to his Second Uncle for treatment.

Second Uncle Fang was a Tier Five Alchemist Doctor with a considerable reputation even in the Medicine Hall. With him taking charge, there would naturally be no problems.

However, everyone was surprised that Qing Mang had abandoned the Electro-Python so easily.

A Fierce Beast like the Electro-Python, with its exceptional bloodline, could become a Tier Five Fierce Beast just by growing naturally, though this process would take over two hundred years.

But no matter how you looked at it, wasn’t Qing Mang’s action tantamount to aiding his enemy, Fang Yang?

Fang Yang himself found it very strange. He even faintly suspected that this Electro-Python was the Tier Four opportunity mentioned in the divination.

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

Because the divination had said he would first encounter a crisis and then obtain an opportunity.

And aside from unexpectedly acquiring the Electro-Python, Fang Yang discovered that his White Feathered Eagle had grown again.

After the battle, the White Feathered Eagle had grown. Its bloodline had transformed, becoming deeper and more profound. Half of its orange-yellow flames had evolved into an ethereal flame!

Fang Yang understood that the White Feathered Eagle needed stronger opponents to completely evolve its orange-yellow flames into Ethereal Flames.

At that point, the White Feathered Eagle would possess two types of flame power!

Through his connection with the White Feathered Eagle, his [Fierce Flame Pill Cauldron]—his first Lifebound Skill, the [Flame Skill]—would also become much more formidable!

...

The sky grew dim as the sun sank in the west.

The once-bustling Guan River gradually grew quiet and deserted.

In this atmosphere, the Electro-Python cried out in pain and slowly opened its serpentine eyes.

The first things to enter its vertical pupils were the plain-looking yet utterly ferocious White Feathered Eagle, and... that terrifying man!

"HISS~" The Electro-Python couldn’t help but flick its tongue, looking around the small hut, only to find its surroundings completely unfamiliar.

It was not the familiar, magnificent palace, nor was the Qing Mang it followed anywhere to be seen.

But for some reason, upon realizing Qing Mang wasn’t there, it, having narrowly survived, felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

"Electro-Python, you’ve recovered quite well. White Feathered Eagle, have a good chat with it," Fang Yang instructed.

Fang Yang stared down at the Electro-Python, making its heart tremble with fear.

Then, Fang Yang strode away, leaving the space to the White Feathered Eagle and the Electro-Python.

Fang Yang believed the White Feathered Eagle would make the Electro-Python see reality. If not, then he would have no choice but to fully activate the >.

Even if it turned the Electro-Python into a mindless dullard, Fang Yang would not let it go. At worst, he could just sell it!

Only after watching Fang Yang leave the room did the Electro-Python breathe a sigh of relief and look up at the White Feathered Eagle.

"SCREE..."

"HISS..."

The eagle and the python began to call out to each other as if they shared a spiritual connection.

Their interaction slightly surprised Fang Yang, who was monitoring the hut.

Fang Yang wasn’t a true practitioner of the Dao of Enslavement.

He could guess the general meaning expressed by the body language of the White Feathered Eagle and the Small Frost Horse.

But he couldn’t understand the body language of those other Flying Eagles.

...

「Meanwhile.」

The news that Fang Yang had completely crushed Qing Mang, forcing him to flee in utter defeat, had spread far and wide.

Once again, the name of the Proud Eagle resounded in all directions, causing the other young prodigies immense distress.

Even Sen You, a general who was on extremely bad terms with Fang Yang, had heard of it.

"Fang Yang, you seem quite pleased with yourself. Heh heh, I have a disloyal heart, I have a disloyal heart..."

In the gloomy palace, Sen You let out a soft chuckle, sending a chill through Dongfang Moran, who was sitting opposite him.

Sen You’s gaze suddenly turned cold. "Dongfang Moran, are you confident you can crush Fang Yang?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Moran replied in a deep voice, "Rest assured, my lord. I will definitely crush Fang Yang."

If it weren’t for his need to break through to the Tier Two Middle realm, Dongfang Moran, as the top expert of his generation in the Dongfang Race, would have gone to deal with Fang Yang long ago.

But now that he had broken through to the Tier Two Middle realm, his mind was sharper, and flashes of inspiration came more frequently.

As a Wisdom Dao Cultivator, he couldn’t imagine how he could possibly lose to Fang Yang.

A mere White Feathered Eagle could be suppressed the moment his Nian He made its move!