Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 333: Chapter 325: Getting Closer

Palace Among the Clouds.

A clamor of voices filled the air.

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

Looking at these new fortunes, a stream of thoughts flooded his mind.

’The Dream World is evolving, raging like a wildfire... This must be the new change brought about by Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s intervention.’

If Han Wu the Sub-Venerable hadn’t acted, Sen Wei, Yu Qingyun, and a large number of other top prodigies would still be in peril.

’Heart close to nature, a Spirit Child comes to aid...’ Fang Yang didn’t quite understand this part.

However, he silently committed the latter part to memory: ’It is advisable to uphold one’s integrity; avoid debauchery.’

He then moved on, examining the four fortunes.

He read the best possible fortune once more.

Its mention of "obtaining a Tier Six opportunity with potential for future expansion" made his pupils contract slightly.

He paid even closer attention to the related warning: ’However, it carries karmic entanglements; one must act with caution.’

’It’s already a Tier Six opportunity.’

’If it can be expanded, doesn’t that mean it’s at least Tier Six, or even higher? Tier Six, Tier Seven, or... even Tier Eight?!’

Fang Yang took a slow breath, suppressing the flutter in his heart.

Afterward, he observed the remaining three fortunes one by one.

He immediately discovered that whether or not he went to the Daoist Mansion would lead to different outcomes.

And if he were to go to the Daoist Mansion, it would be best to sign up as early as possible.

Piecing it all together, he instantly understood that he had become the face of the Saint Institute’s prodigies.

If he didn’t go to the Daoist Mansion this time, he would likely disappoint many of the Saint Institute’s higher-ups. He might even draw suspicion.

’Drawing suspicion, harboring hidden misfortune, the aura of calamity gradually rising...’ This wasn’t a trivial matter, but it wasn’t a major disaster either.

But if he didn’t handle it in time, it could truly escalate from "bad luck" to "a major disaster"!

His thoughts moved like lightning.

In the span of a thought, Fang Yang made his decision.

Fang Yang told Sen Hui, "Xiaohui, I’m going to join the journey to the Daoist Mansion this time."

Sen Hui bit her lip but still nodded affirmatively. "Go."

In truth, Sen Hui was worried.

Her thoughts had twisted and turned a thousand times; she also wanted to go to the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

But she knew that if she went, she would only distract Fang Yang and hold him back.

She had barely finished speaking when she saw Fang Yang take a great stride and fly off, swift as a shooting star.

......

Night.

Qinglian Dojo.

The night was beautiful, with countless stars decorating the sky like a painted scroll.

There were still two days until the departure for the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

Therefore, during these two days, Fang Yang spent most of his time with Sen Hui.

At this moment, by the lotus pond, Sen Hui sat quietly, her cheek resting in her hand, watching the water ripple under the gentle night breeze.

The bright moonlight reflected a silvery brilliance on the pond’s surface, softly illuminating her fair face and her beautiful, lively eyes, which held a hint of confusion.

"Xiaohui, what are you thinking about?" Fang Yang smiled, taking a step forward to sit beside Sen Hui.

Sen Hui quickly concealed her confused expression and shook her head. "No, I wasn’t thinking about anything... I-I was just wondering what the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life looks like."

Her words contradicted each other.

Fang Yang didn’t answer. He gazed into Sen Hui’s beautiful eyes.

A deep gaze is a spiritual kiss, devoid of lust.

The surrounding temperature gradually rose.

Fang Yang and Sen Hui gazed at each other for a while before he suddenly reached out, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Ah..." Sen Hui let out a flustered little cry but didn’t resist, instead leaning quietly against him.

"Letting your imagination run wild again... just like back then," Fang Yang said with a laugh, inhaling Sen Hui’s scent.

Back before he had made his mark, he was able to quickly build a rapport with Chen Ying or Sen Hui.

He had always had his ways.

But ever since his [Seek Fortune, Avoid Misfortune] talent manifested, he rarely used such ploys.

Now, whispering softly, he wove a web of words that left Sen Hui feeling dizzy and dazed.

"Back then... what?"

"Back then, you blocked my path for Senior Sister Lingfang’s sake, trying to persuade me with reason."

"Hmph, you have the nerve to bring that up? You big jerk, all you ever do is bully me..."

Recalling their first confrontation, their first meeting, the strings of their hearts were gradually plucked.

The night was beautiful, the atmosphere harmonious. As they talked, they gradually snuggled together, drawing closer and closer.

The Fire Eagle Illusion and the Yimu Illusion appeared one after another, intersecting and weaving together.

「In the dead of night.」

Fang Yang gently wiped the beads of sweat from Sen Hui’s fair little face, making a silent decision in his heart.

’When I return from the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, I will go to the Sen family residence, formally ask for Sen Hui’s hand in marriage, and make our relationship official.’

Two days later, everyone was set to depart for the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

And it was on the morning of that very day that Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint arrived at the Qinglian Dojo to summon Sen Hui back to the dojo for her studies.

When Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint first saw Sen Hui, her pupils contracted slightly.

......

「Meanwhile.」

Palace Among the Clouds.

Perhaps due to the changes in the Dream World cluster, the number of people who successfully passed the selection this time was clearly higher than the previous two times.

The sky began to brighten.

The crowd in the square gradually fell silent.

Thunder Control the Great Saint had arrived!

’Great Saint, Sub-Venerable...’ Fang Yang mused silently.

He couldn’t help but start comparing Thunder Control the Great Saint and Han Wu the Sub-Venerable.

Before the "Great War of the Dream World Cluster" began, it was widely acknowledged both inside and outside the Saint Institute that Thunder Control the Great Saint and Han Wu the Sub-Venerable were top figures of the same generation.

The former presided over the Saint Institute, while the latter held sway over a Great Domain.

But after the "Great War of the Dream World Cluster," Han Wu the Sub-Venerable had forcefully carved out a brand new realm for himself with his terrifying strength.

SPLASH...

In the void, a heavy rain seemed to fall—it was Thunder Control the Great Saint casting a spell.

Fang Yang focused his attention and stared intently.

He saw a massive, three-masted bronze ship hidden within the vast downpour.

The next moment, the crowd tapped their feet and shot towards the bronze ship, Fang Yang included.

"Fang Yang is really going to the Daoist Mansion," Yu Dieyi remarked in surprise from within the Palace Among the Clouds.

After Fang Min’s incessant brainwashing, Yu Dieyi felt that there must be some deeper meaning to Fang Yang going to the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life at this time.

’It can’t be that Fang Yang is truly so well-rounded, knowing when to advance and when to retreat, skilled in both scholarly and martial arts, can it?’

「A quarter-hour later.」

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Thunder Control the Great Saint waved her sleeve.

She took the three-masted bronze ship and directly passed through the world barrier of the Thunder Control Great World.

After passing through the world barrier, she swept the bronze ship into her personal Grotto Heaven.

She had her reasons for doing so.

Within the Thunder Control Great World, Saints and Great Saints found it very difficult to freely open their personal Blessed Lands or Grotto Heavens.

Unless the Saints were willing to be assimilated by the Thunder Control Great World.

The price was the loss of growth and spirituality, becoming a vassal to the Thunder Control Great World and allowing it to shield them from heavenly calamities and earthly disasters.

At this very moment, Thunder Control the Great Saint looked inward at her Grotto Heaven, her divine sense sweeping over the three-masted bronze ship.

Among all the prodigies, her gaze naturally fell first upon Fang Yang, the young Great Saint.

Soon, she saw that Fang Yang was cultivating quietly, not restless like the other prodigies.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Setting everything else aside, just based on his disposition, Fang Yang was indeed worthy of the high hopes so many of the older generation had for him.

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