Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 292: Chapter 290: Kunpeng Treasure Skill

In the seating area for the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

Sang Xiaowan gazed at her senior sister, Yu Qingyun, with great worry.

At that moment, her senior sister, Yu Qingyun, held her head high, a hint of untamable arrogance about her.

One look was all it took for Sang Xiaowan to understand that her senior sister hadn’t taken her warning to heart.

At this moment, her face was a mask of concern, but inwardly, she was laughing maniacally.

’Senior Sister, you stupid woman with those big hidden weapons on your chest, how dare you ignore my words?’

’Hehehehehehe, so stupid!’

’You small-fry Senior Sister! So naive! You’re underestimating him too much!’

’—Just wait until Fang Yang knocks you to the ground. Then you’ll know how right I was.’

’If you’ve got what it takes, go ahead and beat Fang Yang. Only then can you keep lecturing me.’

’Oh, Senior Sister, once I achieve Enlightenment and start cultivating, I’ll soar to the heavens and advance by leaps and bounds. You’d better not let your little junior sister catch up to you, hehehehehehe~’

"Hmph." Sang Xiaowan sneered inwardly.

She was imagining the scene where their roles were reversed, with her scolding and spanking Yu Qingyun’s bottom.

RUMBLE—

The familiar, yet even grander, sound of a door opening echoed.

A spatial gate stood majestically on the Bluestone Plaza, connecting to the Four Symbols Mystic Realm.

Under the gazes of the crowd, people began to move.

Fang Yang and Sen Hui, as always, took the lead, being the first to enter the trial grounds.

The curtain of light wavered.

His vision blurred.

When Fang Yang came to his senses, he and Sen Hui were standing on a small hill.

He scanned his surroundings and immediately noticed the sky was a hazy gray, with mysterious shadows occasionally drifting past.

The grass on the hill was brownish-white and lifeless, a stark contrast to the lush green forests nearby.

It was an incredibly eerie scene, enough to make an ordinary person panic and lose their wits.

Seeing this, Fang Yang remained expressionless.

The Talismans for his thunder armor and fire robe were still active, as was the fire-eye thunder-voice Talisman.

"Heaven is unfixed and masterless, Earth is traversed through gates..." He formed a Magic Seal with his hands to determine his direction.

After a while, with one hand behind his back, he led Sen Hui away, heading straight for Cyan Dragon Lake.

Something strange happened: no matter which way they walked, they just kept circling the small hill, unable to leave.

"Ridiculous."

Fang Yang snorted coldly. A majestic aura of blood and qi erupted from him, soaring into the sky and piercing the clouds.

A bloodcurdling scream echoed from deep within the hill, like the wail of a baby and the cry of an old woman, as a rain of blood began to fall from the sky.

But in the next moment, the entire hill gradually ignited, burning fiercely.

"This is..." Sen Hui was bewildered.

Fang Yang smiled faintly and reassured her, "It’s just a mountain spirit. It connected with the heavens, earth, and nature to form a Mystic Array, trying to play tricks on us."

In for a penny, in for a pound.

Seeing this, Fang Yang stopped in his tracks.

He used the mountain spirit as the primary material and began refining a profound Talisman on the spot.

A quarter of an hour later.

The smoke dissipated, and the sky turned a clear azure, no longer overcast.

This scene left Sen Hui astonished.

If she hadn’t been with Fang Yang, she probably would have been sent back to the Bluestone Plaza the moment she entered the third round of the trial.

Fang Yang said nothing and continued leading Sen Hui straight toward Cyan Dragon Lake.

...

「Meanwhile.」

In a forest somewhere, Yu Qingyun and Caiwei appeared.

Caiwei said, "Fang Yang came to the Refining Dao Convention this time to protect Sen Hui."

As she said this, a bitter and sour feeling welled up in Caiwei’s heart.

Because she, too, once had Dongli to protect her.

Thinking of Dongli, she couldn’t help but curse him inwardly for being heartless before continuing:

"Sen Hui has a Yimu Spirit Body, so there’s no way she’ll go to the Vermilion Bird Cloud Bridge."

"She’s only a Tier Four Pill Master, so White Tiger Valley isn’t suitable for her either."

"Therefore, they’ll either head to Cyan Dragon Lake or the Xuanwu Ocean. We need to avoid those two areas."

"And since you need to refine many killing formations, I suggest we go to White Tiger Valley!"

The White Tiger is a Divine Beast of the Gold Dao school, wielding the power of slaughter.

Therefore, White Tiger Valley has no shortage of materials with astonishing killing intent.

Hearing this, Yu Qingyun nodded. "That’s right. If we can’t eliminate Fang Yang, then even if we complete the trial’s objectives, we’ll never be able to turn the tables and claim the top spot."

On her journey, Yu Qingyun had learned very clearly that in this world, rankings were not just for show; they came with many unseen, latent benefits.

The reason she had been able to rise continuously was thanks to being nearly invincible throughout her growth.

So, she had to compete—and compete fiercely!

Compete fiercely?

Coincidentally, Sen Yue held a similar view.

「Outside the Four Symbols Mystic Realm.」

A speck of violet-gold mystic light appeared in the blue sky, noticed by Wine Lion the Great Saint, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint, and the others.

Then, the violet-gold light expanded, transforming into a pure white, holy crane.

Atop the crane stood a valiant figure.

Sen Yue!

Sen Yue’s appearance was immediately met with a warm welcome from Wine Lion the Great Saint and the others.

But what surprised them even more was the aura Sen Yue now exuded—it was that of a high-level Tier Six!

"He became a Saint less than ten years ago, and he’s already leaped from low-level Tier Six to high-level Tier Six?!"

At this moment, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint’s mouth fell slightly agape, Fu Sheng Fairy’s expression was dazed, and the other Saints were in no better state.

Fast!

Too fast!

Incredibly fast!

This cultivation speed... are you sure this isn’t some kind of joke?

Ignoring the Heaven-Devouring Demon Venerable’s unconventional Swallowing Acupoint method.

Normally, a Saint’s cultivation breakthrough involved overcoming earthly calamities and heavenly tribulations.

Within the realm of Saints, every single minor stage advancement required the small world of the acupoints within their body to undergo a test from heaven and earth.

In other words, Saints had to pass through different tribulations.

Just to go from low-level Tier Six to Tier Six Peak, one had to endure the torrent of three hundred years before they would face an "earthly calamity" and a "heavenly tribulation" for each minor stage advancement.

And each "earthly calamity" and "heavenly tribulation" was terrifyingly powerful, enough to destroy a Saint with an unstable foundation.

The former "Carp Eagle Fang Nian" had perished under such a tribulation.

Yet here was Sen Yue, who had become a Saint less than ten years ago, and with a WHOOSH, he had arrived at the high-level Tier Six realm.

The implications of this were so profound that the Saints couldn’t help but be shocked.

"This is the Hundred-Year Celestial Mandate... no, this is a Young Venerable..."

Layman Shuqing sighed, prompting silence from the other Saints.

As things stood, Sen Yue’s cultivation level alone had already surpassed several of the Saints present.

Gazing at Sen Yue, they suddenly felt as if they were being left behind by the times.

It was an incredible feeling, yet undeniably real!

"Heh."

Sen Yue smiled faintly. "I came to see Xiaohui and Fang Yang."

Faced with the dazed expressions of his seniors, Sen Yue, who was once a mortal emperor, showed no arrogance.

On the contrary, his demeanor was exceedingly calm, as comforting as a spring breeze.

His gentle manner quickly closed the distance between him and the other Saints.

His purpose in coming was twofold: on one hand, it was to support Sen Hui.

On the other hand, it was to... observe Fang Yang’s current situation.

Not long ago, there was a true inheritance from a peak Venerable that he had failed to suppress. Its name was the "Kunpeng Treasure Skill."

The Kunpeng Spirit Body and Sacred Body only possess the ’form.’ Only by possessing this skill can one be said to have the true ’spirit,’ as if a Kunpeng has been reborn into the world!

The Kunpeng Treasure Skill’s offensive power was indeed unparalleled, befitting its name as a true inheritance from a peak Venerable.

But in truth, Sen Yue didn’t place much importance on the Kunpeng Treasure Skill’s practical use.

His own Lifebound Divine Techniques were already first-class.

What he valued more was the meaning behind the Kunpeng Treasure Skill.

According to legend, the Kunpeng Treasure Skill was suspected to have been obtained from the Immortal Realm by the Thunder Saint Venerable, and it had made its way back to the Changkong clan through Longevity Heaven.

So, he wanted to know: beyond the Chaos, did the so-called Immortal Realm truly exist?

If it really existed, could he reverse-engineer the inheritance of the Kunpeng Treasure Skill and deduce that the key to the Immortal Realm might be with Fang Yang?

Or perhaps, by transforming into a Kunpeng, one could break through the Chaos, go straight to the Immortal Realm, and seek eternal life?

After his journey through the Changkong martial repository, and especially after his conversation with the divine spirit, far too many questions had taken root in his heart.

That was why he wanted to meet Fang Yang, to see if he could find a spark of inspiration, or even an answer.

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