Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 355: Chapter 347: A Living Kunpeng

The seclusion chamber was dark and silent.

Fang Yang said nothing as he rose to his full height.

He stretched lazily, then formed a Magic Seal to change the Array’s command.

A rumbling sound followed as the great door gradually opened.

Shafts of sunlight streamed in, bringing with them a sense of life.

He took a deep breath and strode out of the seclusion chamber.

Outside, the bright sun hung high in the sky.

White cranes soared high in the air, flapping their wings and flying freely.

Seeing this, the corners of Fang Yang’s mouth turned up, and his mind relaxed slightly.

’The journey through the bloodline dreamscape was no easy trial.’

Within the bloodline dreamscape, he was either killing someone or on his way to kill someone.

The high-intensity slaughter had made him transform at a rapid pace.

But it had also unavoidably skewed his methods toward killing above all else.

Kill, kill, kill.

’It’s certainly a good solution.’

’But it’s clearly not my only way of handling things.’

He had always been one to use whatever worked best.

"Come out, White Feathered Eagle, Small Frost Horse, and Electric Python," Fang Yang called out softly.

The next moment, three gusts of wind stirred in the empty air.

His three battle pets had returned.

Fang Yang gave them a quick look-over before his gaze fell upon the Small Frost Horse.

Nearly a year had passed, allowing the Small Frost Horse’s realm to advance from Tier Three Elementary to Tier Three Middle.

"It seems you’ve all been training hard. Very good."

Fang Yang’s praise put the three battle pets in a cheerful mood.

Meanwhile, at the core of the dojo, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, who was in seclusion, slowly opened his eyes.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of Han Wu the Sub-Venerable.

He peered through numerous barriers, his sight landing directly on Fang Yang.

"A Tier Five Advanced at twenty-eight?"

"Did he really transform into a Kunpeng Spirit Body?"

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable raised a sword-like eyebrow, quite surprised.

Thanks to his daughter, Sen Hui, he was very well-informed about Fang Yang’s situation.

At this moment, as he compared Fang Yang to himself, and even to his own son, Sen Yue...

Fang Yang was not the least bit inferior!

He had to admit, Fang Yang had truly given him a small surprise.

’After all, there are differences in strength even among young Great Saints.’

’Looking at it this way, is it actually possible for Fang Yang to step into the realm of a Young Venerable?!’

"The destiny of the Xuan Domain has already been claimed by Yue’er."

"It’s impossible for another Young Venerable to appear in the Xuan Domain."

A smile touched the face of Han Wu the Sub-Venerable. "So, Ah Yang, are you planning to claim the destiny of the Tian Domain?"

He found the thought quite amusing.

This battlefield, the Burying Moon Mountain World Dreamscape Cluster, was something he had planned for his daughter, Sen Wei.

’It’s just that, from the looks of it, Sen Wei might not make it in time?’

But that was fine, too. If Fang Yang truly seized the fortune of the Burying Moon Mountain World Dreamscape Cluster, it would still fall within his expectations.

...

While Fang Yang was in seclusion, the others had not been idle.

Top prodigies like Yu Zither Immortal, Su Xi, and Fu Nuannuan would gather periodically.

They discussed the Dao and exchanged techniques to improve their skills.

After all, once the Burying Moon Mountain World Dreamscape Cluster stabilized, it would be their time to enter the fray.

「Half a month later.」

Fang Yang was invited to Chenri the Great Saint’s dojo.

CLANG! Outside Chenri the Great Saint’s dojo, the hum of swords rang out.

Yu Zither Immortal lifted her beautiful eyes and looked over.

The next moment, she shot to her feet, staring intently.

Influenced by her, Su Xi and the others on the mountain peak also looked outward.

BZZZT...

BZZZZT...

Outside the dojo, the roars of a flood dragon echoed in waves.

Immediately after, a lifelike silver Sword Flood Dragon appeared, its entire body covered in sharp Sword Qi.

A figure stood atop the Sword Flood Dragon’s head.

Fang Yang!

Fang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his unruly hair dancing in the wind.

His posture was ramrod straight, like a spear or a sword.

His expression was calm, yet it added a touch of unbridled flair to his presence. He was the very picture of high spirits and daring!

"Tier Five Advanced?!" Chen Chenye exclaimed, his face twisting.

"And he’s only twenty-eight..." Su Xi’s expression was blank as she stood frozen on the spot.

HISS...

In an instant, the sound of sharp intakes of breath filled the air.

The heroes felt their scalps tingle, deeply aware of just how formidable Fang Yang was.

Previously, there were rumors that Fang Yang’s talent was no less than Sen Yue’s.

They said that after Sen Yue, Fang Yang was the peerless prodigy most likely to become the second to step into the realm of a Young Venerable.

Now, it seemed Fang Yang’s talent wasn’t just ’no less’ than Sen Yue’s.

Even his aptitude was likely on par with Sen Yue’s!

Seeing this, Yu Zither Immortal’s beautiful face went blank for a moment.

She bit her red lip and asked, "Fellow Daoist Fang, have you already condensed the Kunpeng Spirit Body?"

BOOM!

Her words struck like a sudden hurricane.

Everyone present raised their heads to stare at Fang Yang, who had just entered the dojo.

From the immense threat Fang Yang exuded, an answer was already faintly forming in their hearts.

They just couldn’t bring themselves to believe it. After all, if it were true, it would be too outrageous.

WHOOSH...

The breeze suddenly picked up, shattering the shadows of the clouds.

Fang Yang did not answer immediately.

He was seen walking leisurely from the head of the silver-white Sword Flood Dragon, his movements incomparably suave.

The next moment, everyone saw him smile nonchalantly and begin to chant a poem:

"To supersede the old was not my intent,"

"I only wished to see no future lament."

"Today, I was fortunate to have heaven’s aid,"

"Granting my swift steed a path through sun and shade."

"If you wish to know the starry sky’s true height,"

"One can climb and stand as its equal in the light."

"The great figures of the past are all but flown,"

"From countless forms, the Kunpeng’s peak is shown."

When the poem was finished, the entire audience was deathly silent.

Fang Yang glanced around, his gaze finally landing on Yu Zither Immortal.

Yu Zither Immortal’s expression was complicated. Her red lips parted, but no words came out.

Fang Yang, however, smiled. "Fellow Daoist Yu, have you been well?"

Hearing this, everyone’s heart trembled.

They all understood. Fang Yang had truly broken convention, perfected the path of the Kunpeng, and become a living Kunpeng!

This was especially true for Yu Zither Immortal.

But she was unwilling to believe it.

’Can it be that Fang Yang isn’t the Great Sun Golden Crow?!’

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Chenri the Great Saint and Thunder Control the Great Saint watched Fang Yang from a distance.

At this moment, both had lapsed into a coincidental silence.

"Chenri, I was right, wasn’t I?" Thunder Control the Great Saint said with emotion after a long moment.

"This..." Chenri the Great Saint’s face stiffened slightly.

In that instant, he recalled the argument that "Fang Yang could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Sen Yue."

This time, faced with his friend’s triumphant expression, he didn’t manage to retort immediately.

After all, deep down, he also believed that Fang Yang was indeed qualified to catch up to, and even stand shoulder-to-shoulder with, Sen Yue.

"Fang Yang really can do it. Of course he can."

Suddenly, a light flashed in Chenri the Great Saint’s eyes, and he smiled and nodded.

He had just realized that if Fang Yang had become a Kunpeng, then he couldn’t possibly be a Great Sun Golden Crow anymore.

’It’s not like Fang Yang has also learned Sen Yue’s One Aperture Two Phase Method, right?’

Heh.

...

Fang Yang had transformed into a perfect-grade Kunpeng Spirit Body, and at the age of twenty-eight, he had reached the Tier Five Advanced realm!

Either of these achievements alone was enough to shock people.

Now, with both achievements combined, Fang Yang’s name was etched into everyone’s memory.

"Ah Yang did it. It’s truly incredible." This was Chen Ying, who was staring at her reflection in the water as if in a dream.

"Yay! I knew it! I knew Brother Yang could definitely do it! Hmph, and you all didn’t believe me? Ridiculous." This was Sang Xiaowan.

Sang Xiaowan was feeling very smug at the moment.

She skipped around her mother, Fu Sheng Fairy, and her father, the Purple Sky Manor Master, beaming with joy.

Watching his daughter cheering for Fang Yang, the Purple Sky Manor Master’s expression was a little unnatural.

"Fang Yang... a living Kunpeng?" This was Muri Guang Huang.

Currently, Muri Guang Huang had ascended to Void Heaven.

Through a special function of Void Heaven, she was able to see the younger generation of Saints, such as Chen Kui, Sen You, Jiang Venerable Sword, and Hei Liwu.

It was clear that Fang Yang’s sudden, explosive rise had caused huge waves in the hearts of this group of young Saints.

Although there was a world of difference between a Saint and a mortal, everyone knew that the Saint Tribulation would be no obstacle for Fang Yang.

They were already being suppressed by Sen Yue, which was an incredibly uncomfortable feeling.

Could it be that, before long, another name—Fang Yang—would be added to the one pressing down on them?

One only had to think about it for a moment to know that this was definitely not a pleasant prospect.

After all, no one was born a masochist, least of all these influential young Saints!

And yet, in the face of Fang Yang’s powerful rise, there was nothing they could do...

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