Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 367: Chapter 358: Virtual-to-Real Transformation?

At this moment, Fang Yang was examining his fortune slips.

He looked at the words "A wise monarch chooses the worthy to follow," and for a moment, his mind drifted.

’A wise monarch chooses the worthy to follow...’ Vaguely, he felt as if he had returned to ten years ago.

Ten years ago, he had won first place among the Tier One cultivators in the all-army grand competition, earning Sen Yue’s recognition.

Ultimately, with the lowest cultivation level of anyone present, he entered the Monarch’s Camp to observe the grand assembly.

Back then, he was eighteen years old, standing in a corner like a nobody.

He could only watch as Jiang Venerable Sword, Qingkong, Chen Ying, and the others took the stage, finally seeing the high and mighty Sen Yue decide the final outcome.

Now, times had changed. After ten years, he had finally caught up to Sen Yue.

This journey had been truly difficult.

At this moment, he smiled to himself.

Immediately, he turned his attention back to the fortune slips.

’Whether dark clouds gather or clear skies persist for days...’ This meant that if he were careless, he would throw away this excellent situation.

Besides that one, there were three other fortune slips.

Two were "Average," and one was "Slightly Below Average."

These three fortunes involved the choice between "holding the center" and "attacking proactively."

Among them, the best possible outcome for attacking proactively was being trapped for a month in exchange for a Tier Five opportunity.

Trapped for a month?

For the current Fang Yang, this price was a bit too high.

What he lacked most right now was time.

As a Monarch, a mere Tier Five opportunity was not something he was particularly short on.

Besides, even before the fortune slips were revealed, he had already planned to act with the mindset of "advancing steadily and holding the center."

With this in mind, he gathered his thoughts and glanced around at everyone’s expressions.

With an extremely subtle gaze, he shot a look at the Mountain Hermit.

"AHEM."

The Mountain Hermit cleared his throat and said with a faint smile,

"We have only just settled in and have not yet finished consolidating our forces."

"Qi Xuanxian, Xiao Sanxuan, and the others must have had this in mind, planning to crush us early."

"Otherwise, the longer we drag this out, the steeper the price they will have to pay."

Hearing this, everyone wore a thoughtful expression.

But before they could think too much, Fang Yang spoke decisively,

"The Mountain Hermit is truly a great sage of the Wisdom Dao; your insightful eyes are truly remarkable. Su Xi, your orders..."

Su Xi’s body shuddered. She raised her head, her peach-blossom eyes fixed on Fang Yang.

Just like in the private meeting before, Fang Yang issued his commands, still centering them on Su Xi.

’He needed to increase Su Xi’s authority within the army, making the various generals trust her completely.’

’Once Su Xi’s position as ’Vice-Commander’ was initially established...’

’...then he would secretly travel through the surrounding Dream Worlds.’

’He would follow the hint given by Han Wu Sub-Venerable and rapidly raise his cultivation level!’

RUSH...

A sound like surging waves echoed as the light and shadows gradually shattered.

Within the Monarch’s Camp, only Fang Yang, the Mountain Hermit, and a few others remained.

Now, there was no trace of Su Xi, Ling He, Jiuming, or the others.

They truly came and went in a hurry.

A major meeting concluded in less than a quarter of an hour.

One could only imagine how urgent the situation was.

HUFF... PUFF...

At this moment, Su Xi took a deep breath.

’She did not want to fail Fang Yang’s expectations of her, and she certainly didn’t want to waste such a good opportunity.’

’For no reason in particular, her heart suddenly felt heavy, weighed down by both responsibility and power.’

’She knew very well that whether she could live up to the title of ’Vice-Commander’ and bear the weight of Fang Yang’s trust depended entirely on her own performance in the coming war.’

’Otherwise, if she lacked the ability but held a position akin to a vice-commander, she would only become a laughingstock.’

’Perhaps people would even mistakenly believe... that she was serving Fang Yang with her body!’

’For someone as proud as her, that was absolutely unacceptable.’

’I will succeed. Fang Yang, just you wait and see.’

Su Xi stood as still as a mountain, her eyes clear.

She stood inside the war general’s tent, constantly looking down at the military sand table, running through her deductions again and again.

A trace of determination appeared on her fair, pretty face.

At this moment, it was as if she were shrouded in the phantom of an Immortal Sword, releasing a silver-white, solemn radiance. She exuded an indescribable charm.

...

「The Battle Pet Tempering Grounds.」

This was a place Fang Yang had specifically ordered built for his three battle pets: the White Feathered Eagle, the Small Frost Horse, and an Electro-Python.

As the name implied, it was a field for battle pets to undergo tempering and training.

Here, the rule was: as long as it doesn’t kill you, train until you’re at death’s door!

Thanks to his status as a Monarch, Fang Yang could allow these three battle pets to temper themselves madly with almost no worries.

At first, the Small Frost Horse’s motivation to train on its own wasn’t that strong.

But it was soon swept up by the White Feathered Eagle’s enthusiasm.

The White Feathered Eagle was crazed. Utterly crazed.

’Perhaps it was because it hadn’t fought alongside Fang Yang for many years.’

’Deep in its heart, the fear of being abandoned by Fang Yang had resurfaced.’

In short, faced with such a rare opportunity, the White Feathered Eagle trained as if possessed, all for the sake of serving Fang Yang once more.

If a day had a hundred hours, it would absolutely train for ninety of them, even pushing itself ever closer to the full hundred!

BANG...

A sharp aura erupted from its body.

Then, a brilliant white flame ignited upon it.

Tier Four Elementary!

The Cold Radiance Flame!

It had actually leaped to the Tier Four Elementary realm in a single bound.

Furthermore, it had even mastered the Cold Radiance Flame, an Anomalous Flame ranked in the top ten of the Mortal Anomalous Fire List.

Such an achievement was quite remarkable.

And besides the eagle, the other two battle pets, the Small Frost Horse and the Electro-Python, also underwent their own transformations and growth.

Seeing this, Fang Yang was quite pleased.

’He didn’t demand that these three battle pets become unbelievably powerful.’

’As long as one of them could step into the realm of Desolate Beasts, that would be enough.’

...

The sky was dim and overcast.

WHOOSH! The north wind howled.

The Seventh Prince rose to his full height, gazing east toward the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor’s Dream Realm Mountain Range.

That was where Fang Yang’s army was garrisoned.

At this moment, in that eastern land, a forest of grand arrays had risen. Brilliant lights shone, dense runes interlocked, and a dangerous aura permeated the air.

The Seventh Prince spoke: "Fang Yang, Fang Yang. The Ancestor of the Kun Peng, a Tier Five Advanced realm cultivator, and the Third Commanding Monarch. Truly a remarkable figure."

"This person is indeed formidable," Qi Xuanxian nodded. "The armies of Yu Zither Immortal, Fu Nuannuan, and Silver Phoenix are all being held up by Huo Yingying and her forces. But Fang Yang alone stands in our way."

Zhong Zunyang snorted coldly upon hearing this. "If you all hadn’t recklessly ordered an ambush on Fang Yang, why would we need to launch a frontal assault now?"

"That’s enough," Xiao Sanxuan cut in decisively. "Let’s not waste time on pointless arguments. We should be thinking about how to lure Fang Yang into attacking first!"

It could be said that aside from Fang Yang’s army, the allied forces of the Golden Clan and the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life were not faring well at all.

Now, in order to ensnare Fang Yang, they had already laid traps in the Great Wasteland and at the Holy Spirit River.

The trap at the Holy Spirit River, in particular, concealed the killing blow from the White Tiger Demon Lord’s demon army.

As long as Fang Yang ventured out, the situation would become very different.

In short, they could not allow Fang Yang to cultivate peacefully.

If they had the chance, they would even turn the illusory into reality.

They would directly reclaim that... crucial strategic point occupied by Fang Yang’s army!

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