Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

The lamplight cast its glow, illuminating Su Xi's pale little face.

At this moment, Su Xi's eyes were narrowed as she repeatedly overturned and rebuilt the battlefield sand table before her.

A gentle night breeze swept by, ruffling her newly whitened hair.

It was clear she had poured immense effort into maintaining the situation.

When someone shoulders a heavy burden, it allows others to live in peace.

During this time, Fang Yang had offloaded most of the heavy responsibilities that should have been his, letting Su Xi shoulder them instead.

However, with great responsibility came great power, and a convergence of destiny.

Thus, Su Xi was more than happy with Fang Yang's arrangement.

Although her pale face grew thinner, her eyes became ever brighter and sharper.

...

At this very moment, Fang Yang stood outside the command tent, gazing at the sky.

The sky was dim, the moon was nowhere to be seen, and the starlight was faint.

'A Saint's Dream Realm, a Great Sage Dream Realm, and even... the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor's Dream Realm?!'

His eyes narrowed as he pondered.

Before arriving at this battlefield in the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster, Sub-Venerable Han Wu had given him some private tutelage.

Because of this, he learned of many Dream Realms suitable for him to challenge.

There were six Saint-level Dream Worlds: the Crimson Flood Dragon, the Sword Simurgh Bird, the Cangtian Crane, and others.

There were three Great Sage Level Dream Worlds: the Golden Giant Cauldron, the Azure Phoenix Bird, and another.

And at the Venerable level, there was one Dream World: the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor's Dream Realm.

Now, he was plotting to conquer these Dream Realms.

He planned to use the mysterious power of the Dream Emperor's phantom in his second aperture to completely clear them, devour the Dream Realms, and channel their fortunes back into himself.

In doing so, he could rapidly increase his cultivation to Tier Five Peak and, in turn, contend with the Great Sun Dragon Lady, and even Sen Yue!

'Given my current position and the battles that have been erupting for days, it's impossible for me to go and explore every suitable Dream World.'

His gaze was deep as he continued to ponder.

First, for practical reasons, he immediately ruled out the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor's Dream World.

No matter how confident he was in his abilities, he didn't believe he could clear a Venerable-level Dream World in a single leap within a year.

Next, due to his location, it was also impossible for him to challenge all the suitable Saint's Dream Realms and Great Sage Dream Realms.

Just as he was mulling this over, the "Seek Fortune, Avoid Misfortune" light cluster in his mind flickered:

[Dream exploration is a path of unclear forks. Avoid aiming for the heavens in a single step; it is better to seek progress through stability.]

Following this were three fortunes:

[Average-Good Fortune: Keep your feet on the ground. Secretly head to the Saint's Dream Realm of the Crimson Flood Dragon. Remain hidden, seize the opportunity, and you may obtain a Tier Five opportunity. Auspicious.]

[Neutral Fortune: Change your target. Remain hidden and prioritize heading to the Saint's Dream Realm of the Cangtian Crane. There will be no unexpected risks, but also no unexpected gains. Stable.]

[Average-Bad Fortune: Aim high. Travel far to the Great Sage Dream Realm of the Golden Giant Cauldron to strive for a chance to ascend in one step. However, the situation is volatile, the future is unclear, and hidden calamities await. Inauspicious.]

'Just what I needed.'

'It's exactly as I thought.'

'Even if I'm anxious, I can't be too eager for quick success. On the contrary, I need to calm down even more.'

Fang Yang's thoughts raced like lightning.

He examined the options and quickly came to a decision.

Avoid aiming for the heavens in a single step; seek progress through stability. He would secretly make his way to the Saint's Dream Realm of the Crimson Flood Dragon.

...

The night was deep.

Fang Yang returned to the command tent and hung a "seclusion" plaque inside.

Unless there was a major change in the situation, no one was to seek him out.

Immediately after, a clear breeze drifted out and sped away.

This wisp of breeze floated past the encampment where Su Xi was stationed.

At that moment, Su Xi had, for the first time in a long while, stopped her deductions.

She had left the battlefield sand table and was sitting sideways on a large chair, her eyes closed, recuperating.

Beside her, a few female disciples from the Two Poles Branch Manor were continuing with the tasks she had assigned, temporarily handling some miscellaneous matters.

It was obvious she took her hard-won responsibility as vice-commander very seriously.

WHOOSH~ The wisp of breeze continued onward, drifting past the encampments of top prodigies like Jiuming and Linghe.

Although these top prodigies hadn't grown white hair like Su Xi, they too were constantly prepared for battle, their armor never leaving their bodies.

Soon, the wisp of breeze drifted to the edge of the grand formation.

At the edge of the formation stood numerous war fortresses.

Every second of every minute, people were monitoring the formation, terrified that enemy spies might infiltrate.

This complex, multi-layered formation was the handiwork of Great Powers like the Purple Sky Manor Master and Chenri the Great Saint. Fang Yang had even heard that Sub-Venerable Han Wu had overseen its creation.

Perhaps due to the Laws of Heaven and Earth in this place, the formation was severely suppressed and many of its functions were weakened. However, if a spy were to appear, it could still provide a significant boost.

But the wisp of breeze that was Fang Yang still merged with the formation without a trace, and then separated from it.

After leaving the formation, he arrived in a no-man's-land.

This no-man's-land was the previous battleground between the two armies.

Here, the various machinations of both armies lay hidden, and the lingering Dao-rhythms of all kinds of Spirit Bodies and Sacred Bodies remained.

Fang Yang was silent.

He focused his mind, remaining vigilant of both his own army's and the enemy's deployments, and continued to advance secretly toward the Saint's Dream Realm of the Crimson Flood Dragon.

...

"If the enemy doesn't move, I don't move."

Inside the command tent, Qi Xuanxian spoke in a steady voice, "Looking at the current situation, we're actually the ones who don't need to be anxious. We just have to pin down Fang Yang's army."

Right now, their side had a firm advantage across the entire battlefield.

It would be even better if they could also drive out Fang Yang's forces.

At this moment, the Seventh Prince, Zhong Zunyang, Xiao Sanxuan, and the White Tiger Demon Lord remained silent, their gazes fixed on Qi Xuanxian.

As a top prodigy who had entered the realm of young Great Saints through the school of military strategy, none of them doubted Qi Xuanxian's talent.

What's more, Qi Xuanxian came from a poor and humble background, which made them respect him even more.

Qi Xuanxian smiled faintly.

He slapped a large hand onto the map on the wall and said:

"The only thing that could change the army's situation, I believe, is Fang Yang reaching Tier Five Peak and condensing the Kunpeng Saint Body."

"And given the relationship between Sub-Venerable Han Wu and Fang Yang, there's no way Fang Yang doesn't know about this one Great Sage Dream Realm."

"Coupled with Sub-Venerable Han Wu's methods, it's possible Fang Yang could obtain a great fortune from this Great Sage Dream Realm and break through in one go."

"Therefore, we must send people to guard it."

As soon as his words fell, a faint clap of thunder seemed to echo in the tent.

In that instant, the expressions of the Seventh Prince, Zhong Zunyang, and the others changed dramatically.

A Great Sage Dream Realm—how incredibly difficult was that to challenge?

If Fang Yang really dared to reveal his tracks at the Great Sage Dream Realm shaped like a Golden Giant Cauldron, he would be trapped for at least seven or eight years!

They didn't really believe Qi Xuanxian's words.

But looking at Qi Xuanxian's confident face, they had to admit it.

To completely turn the tide of the entire war, it seemed this was the only way, wasn't it?!

"Then I'll take my troops and lie in wait."

The White Tiger Demon Lord's eyes flickered as he stood up and volunteered for the task.

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