Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

A gentle breeze blew past, making Fang Yang's black hair dance.

He could indeed sense some of Su Xi's slightly complicated emotions.

But he didn't say anything about it.

Instead, he changed the subject.

In his mind, Su Xi was basically an upgraded version of Lu Yao.

A subordinate who stabilized his rear, carrying out various duties for him.

It was just that Su Xi's submission had a time limit.

Of course, from the looks of it now, this subordinate, Su Xi, was still a bit "ambitious," unwilling to settle for mediocrity.

But no matter what, he didn't want anything to happen to Su Xi right now.

"Let's go. We'll find Silver Phoenix," Fang Yang said with a calm smile.

He turned and walked away, perfectly composed.

Su Xi stared at his back, bit her lip, and then quickly hurried to follow.

...

Now that she had regained her footing, Silver Phoenix was in much better spirits.

She was no longer filled with sorrow all day long as she had been before.

Her silver hair had also recovered its former luster.

"Silver Phoenix." Fang Yang nodded his head in greeting.

Long ago, Fang Yang had seen what Silver Phoenix looked like in a portrait.

Back then, in his mind, Silver Phoenix was a born killer, skilled with her hands but not so much with her head.

Seeing her today, he discovered that when pushed into a corner, Silver Phoenix could actually use her brain.

"Fang Yang, Su Xi." Silver Phoenix smiled and nodded at them.

Fang Yang had some preconceived notions about Silver Phoenix, but didn't she also have some about him?

Silver Phoenix looked at the heroic and valiant Fang Yang, her eyes gradually brightening.

Profound yet measured!

Apathetic and cold-blooded!

This was the public's first impression of Fang Yang, and it was Silver Phoenix's as well.

But seeing him now, she found that he was actually a pretty good person.

Silver Phoenix said gratefully, "Thank you so much for your help. Otherwise, I would have become the greatest sinner."

...

Faced with Silver Phoenix's admiration and gratitude, Fang Yang just smiled.

He looked at Su Xi and gave a slight nod.

Immediately, Su Xi's expression turned serious:

"Lord Silver Phoenix, there's no need to say more. We are all on the same side; there's no need for such formalities."

"Right now, we haven't completely eliminated the threat..."

At Fang Yang's signal, Silver Phoenix, Su Xi, Layman Yue, and the others all grew serious and began discussing official business.

For example, they needed to build a simple passage between the third and fourth army divisions!

...

Inside the commander's tent, secret matters were discussed rapidly.

And whenever they reached an impasse, Fang Yang would step in to point out the key issue.

Fang Yang didn't say much, mostly just steering them in the right direction.

But he possessed the innate Magic of [Dream Transformation of Myriad Things Returning to One]. This made his attainments in the Wisdom Dao even more profound than Layman Yue's.

After all, they were currently on the battlefield of the [Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster].

The one thing not lacking here was the rhyme of the Dream Dao.

'Profound yet measured...' Silver Phoenix gazed at Fang Yang, her eyes flickering.

Beside her, Su Xi also secretly snuck a few more glances at Fang Yang.

'Skilled in both scholarly and martial arts, exceptionally capable, and also incredibly handsome.'

'You could say Fang Yang has practically maxed out all his stats.'

'Perhaps only a peerless figure like him could earn the high regard and acknowledgment of Sub-Venerable Han Wu, right?'

'As expected, for someone to become a Primordial Ancestor of a lineage, besides possessing great fortune, their own talent must be extraordinary.'

"THUMP-THUMP, THUMP-THUMP-THUMP..."

Su Xi's heart skipped a few beats.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Sen Hui had an incredible eye for talent.

Sen Yue, Sen Wei, Sen Hui... none of Sub-Venerable Han Wu's three children were simple.

Even Sen Hui, who seemed somewhat unremarkable, was actually this formidable.

After all, back then, Fang Yang was just the son of a common, down-and-out minor family.

Yet, Sen Hui was able to ignore the opinions of outsiders and invest everything in Fang Yang.

That kind of courage and foresight was truly top-tier.

Sen Hui is terrifyingly perceptive.

...

Soon, the official business was concluded.

A gentle smile appeared on Silver Phoenix's face. "In any case, thank you for risking so much to help. Please accept this small gift."

With that, her slender, jade-like fingers tapped the empty air.

The next moment, two streams of treasure light appeared, floating before Fang Yang and Su Xi respectively.

Both streams of light emanated a dreamlike Dao rhyme.

Clearly, these were two treasures from the Dream Dao school.

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes, studying the treasure light.

[Pure Dream Marrow Jade]

The Pure Dream Marrow Jade, by its appearance, was a section of green bamboo.

This was a Tier Five Dream Dao Sacred Material. It could be fused with a special Elemental Artifact, allowing that Elemental Artifact to command a slight amount of the heaven-and-earth energy of this battlefield.

'Command heaven-and-earth energy?' A thought stirred in Fang Yang's mind.

He lightly patted his storage pouch, and the Wenshan Pen shot out through the air.

At his command, the Wenshan Pen lightly tapped the Pure Dream Marrow Jade.

The next moment, the Wenshan Pen underwent a transformation. A brilliant light scattered in all directions, bathing Fang Yang in a divine glow. The faint phantom of a Kun Peng reappeared, making Fang Yang seem like a Divine King descending.

Meanwhile, Su Xi watched Fang Yang from the side, recalling the magnificent sight of him turning the tide against all odds not long ago.

Her gaze rippled, and a strange emotion stirred within her.

"WHOOSH!"

As everyone watched, the Pure Dream Marrow Jade dissipated, and the Wenshan Pen became even more profound.

A Tier Five Elemental Artifact!

For Fang Yang now, the Wenshan Pen's practical value was small, but its symbolic value was immense.

After all, this was the pen once used by Sub-Venerable Han Wu.

Any Saint or Great Saint with a discerning eye would show him some respect and look out for him upon seeing it.

But regardless, Fang Yang was still quite pleased to see the Wenshan Pen ascend to a new tier.

...

「The next day.」

The fourth army division was no longer retreating.

On the contrary, they were advancing.

This was a very rare occurrence, marking the first shift in the state of the war.

They were no longer defending and retreating, but advancing.

To advance is the posture of an attacker, the sign of the side with the advantage!

Many old veterans were moved to tears by this, their hearts surging with emotion.

Under these circumstances, the enemy army harassed them again, arriving in force.

...

In response, Silver Phoenix, Su Xi, and the others took action once again.

As for Fang Yang, he silently held the line, locked in a stalemate with the White Tiger Demon Lord and his forces.

At this very moment, the White Tiger Demon Lord gazed at Fang Yang from afar, deeply feeling that Fang Yang was an opponent he could not defeat by force.

The White Tiger Demon Lord made a resolution: 'As long as Fang Yang lives, I will absolutely not stick my neck out. I'll just keep laying low.'

And Fang Yang had noticed the White Tiger Demon Lord as well.

No matter how the White Tiger Demon Lord lay dormant, he was ultimately a lord of restoration.

With such a prominent status and rank, it was hard for Fang Yang not to notice him.

After all, on a certain level, they were of the same rank; it was just that he was more powerful.

Fang Yang thought to himself:

'This White Tiger understands the bigger picture, knows when to advance and when to retreat, and his schemes run deep.'

'More importantly, he's willing to completely disregard his own face for the sake of success.'

'An opponent like this is too much of a threat. If I get the chance, I must get rid of him through underhanded means.'

...

In the end, the third and fourth army divisions worked together and managed to open up an initial passage between them.

If they could continue to expand and maintain it, Fang Yang would have the opportunity to secretly travel to other Saints' dream realms.

He might even have the chance to go directly to a Great Sage Dream Realm, one like a Golden Giant Cauldron.

Faced with this development, Fang Yang was pleased, but he didn't set out immediately.

After all, no matter how many grand plans he had, he had to first ensure the peace and stability of his rear.

And right now, there was one significant factor causing instability in his rear—Chen Chenye!

Chen Chenye, on the surface, was the disciple of the legendary Great Saint, the Purple Sky Manor Master, and a top prodigy on the same level as Yu Qingyun.

Moreover, he was a leading figure of the local faction in the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

More critically, this guy was, nine times out of ten, a traitor!

If Fang Yang wasn't mistaken, Chen Chenye was definitely behind Su Xi's abnormal state.

'Betraying a colleague, disregarding the bigger picture.'

'You have already chosen the path to your own demise!'

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