Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 410: Chapter 401: Young Venerable

Dawn broke, and the snow began to melt.

Fang Yang walked out of the monarch’s tent and headed for the battle pet tempering grounds.

A month had now passed since his return to the army’s main base.

He had also discovered that the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty and the White Tiger Demon Lord seemed to have genuinely come into conflict.

The attacks launched against the base had been all thunder and no lightning.

This outcome brought a faint joy to Fang Yang’s heart, as refreshing as drinking ice water on a summer day.

Of course, he didn’t grow arrogant because of this. He continued to proceed with caution and stability.

...

"SCREE—" "NEIGH—" "HISS—"

The moment Fang Yang arrived at the battle pet tempering grounds, his three battle pets—the White Feathered Eagle, the Small Frost Horse, and the Electric Python—scrambled to his side.

The White Feathered Eagle wore a dopey grin, flapping its wings to hover high in the air.

The Small Frost Horse nuzzled close, constantly rubbing its head against Fang Yang’s armor.

The Electric Python stood off to the side with its head turned away, but its serpentine eyes never left Fang Yang.

Tier Five Peak, Tier Five Peak, and still Tier Five Peak!

All three battle pets had reached the realm of Tier Five Peak, comparable to Savage Beasts of the same level.

Their bodies were enormous and their auras violent, completely overwhelming the Ten Thousand Beasts King.

"Good, very good indeed," Fang Yang said with a smile.

He petted the White Feathered Eagle, the Small Frost Horse, and the Electric Python one by one, a show of affection.

The three battle pets were ecstatic. They knew this meant they could fight alongside Fang Yang again.

The White Feathered Eagle, in particular, was so excited that it circled endlessly in the sky, its silvery-white flames blazing fiercely as if to set the very heavens alight.

"A White Feathered Eagle?!"

A man known as the Mountain Hermit looked on in amazement. "Incredible. Simply incredible. The limit for this kind of Fierce Beast should be Tier Two Peak, yet this White Feathered Eagle actually has a chance to break through to the Savage Beast realm."

The Mountain Hermit couldn’t help his astonishment; what was happening before him was simply too bizarre.

Fang Yang simply smiled in response.

After all, throughout the White Feathered Eagle’s growth, countless elders and seniors had expressed their praise and approval of it.

This was perfectly normal. The rise of the White Feathered Eagle was, in itself, a small miracle on the path of cultivation.

It also served as a testament to Fang Yang’s own mastery over his power.

From sunrise to sunset, Fang Yang stole a moment of leisure from his duties to play with his three battle pets.

Only when the moon rose did he return to his monarch’s tent.

CLANG...

A sharp metallic sound rang out. He was carefully polishing the suit of armor and the spear Sen Hui had given him.

His expression was focused, his movements meticulous.

This suit of white battle armor had been tempered to a level approaching a Sacred Artifact, inscribed with all sorts of runes and small formations.

But what he truly cherished was clearly not the suit itself.

It was the countless small kindnesses Sen Hui had shown him before he had risen to prominence.

’Dream Dao Magic—Myriad Dreams Transform and Return to One!’

Once he finished polishing, Fang Yang put the gear away.

Then, he decisively activated his Dream Dao Magic, fell into a deep slumber, and stepped into the Platinum Space to conduct a simulated battle.

Failing to prepare is preparing to fail.

He wanted to see just how powerful he had become.

...

The Platinum Space was a field of Chaos.

’Load Kunpeng Saint Body.’

In an instant, the space fractured and a perfect, one-to-one replica of Fang Yang’s body appeared.

He could clearly sense that his five great forms of Magic and various Elemental Artifacts were all at his disposal.

Moreover, his three battle pets—the White Feathered Eagle, the Small Frost Horse, and the Electric Python—also materialized, startlingly lifelike.

This was to be expected; he had already mastered all the various parameters with perfect accuracy.

’Load the White Tiger Demon Lord, the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, Qi Xuanxian, Zhong Zunyang, and Xiao Sanxuan.’

At his thought, several powerful enemies, all Young Great Saints, emerged one after another.

A white mist that seemed to hum with the clash of weapons surged forth. The ground trembled, and a behemoth appeared—a White Tiger!

The White Tiger was enormous, hundreds of meters long and incomparably majestic, bathed in a white, glowing light.

On the other side was a Bian, an incredibly ferocious beast. It resembled a divine tiger with dragon horns, its entire body radiating a light so brilliant it was blinding as it threw back its head and roared.

Besides the White Tiger and the Bian, there were also divine aspects like a Divine Mountain and a Fire Dragon, each more ferocious than the last.

Among Young Great Saints, being able to fight one against two, or even one against three, was an extraordinary feat.

Now, Fang Yang was preparing to face far more than just two or three.

Though it was just a dream simulation, it proved that Fang Yang’s goal had always been to reach the level of Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady.

’Let the slaughter begin.’

At his thought, the battlefield instantly erupted into chaos.

He held nothing back, immediately unleashing his various Lifebound Skills.

A Golden Tai Chi Diagram hung behind him, illuminating the area and making him appear like the Kunpeng Divine King.

Victory.

With the Kunpeng Saint Body alone, he could suppress and kill both the White Tiger Demon Lord and the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

It would simply take more effort to defeat the White Tiger Demon Lord.

Of course, all of this was merely a deduction based on existing data and parameters.

These Young Great Saints were bound to have hidden trump cards. The reality of a true battle would inevitably be different.

...

’In that case, let’s add more opponents. Load the Young Great Saints from the Grand Princess of Great Xuan’s faction.’

This time, relying on his Kunpeng Saint Body, Fang Yang faced off against the Young Great Saints of the White Tiger Demon Lord, the Seventh Prince, and the Grand Princess.

In this simulated battle, he paid a heavy price to achieve a narrow victory: his three battle pets nearly had their lifespans exhausted, and he himself was grievously wounded.

He knew that if a real fight broke out, the situation would almost certainly be different.

...

’Load Golden Crow Saint Body. One Aperture, Two Aspects.’

With the Kunpeng Dharma Aspect and the Golden Crow Dharma Aspect appearing simultaneously, the situation changed completely.

The changes brought about by his Fire Dao Grandmaster attainment were especially obvious.

’Load Marquis of Celestial Night, load the King of Qin...’

The King of Qin was a Royal Marquis of the Great Xuan who was currently locked in a stalemate with Fu Nuannuan.

Though a Prince by birth, he had been enthroned as a king early on, and his power was extraordinary.

Even the Great Sun Dragon Lady held him in high regard.

RUMBLE—

Fang Yang’s Golden Tai Chi Diagram once again revealed its divine might.

Without needing to expose his Dream Emperor Dharma Aspect, he could suppress all in his path.

...

’Is the One Aperture, Two Aspects technique really this terrifying?’

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes. ’This alone brings me infinitely close to the realm of a Young Venerable. As I recall, Sen Yue also possesses the One Aperture, Two Aspects technique.’

Only after completely unsealing it did Fang Yang truly comprehend the terrifying nature of the One Aperture, Two Aspects technique.

Of course, his version was slightly different from Sen Yue’s.

Sen Yue had cultivated it herself; her transformations between the Evil Dragon and the Immortal Crane, as well as their simultaneous use, were likely effortless and second nature.

He, on the other hand, had relied on the help of the Dream Emperor’s phantom. His transformations between the Kunpeng and the Golden Crow, and their simultaneous use, were still a bit stiff. He needed much more practice.

...

He exhaled slowly.

’Load my allies, the Young Great Saints: Su Xi, Yu Zither Immortal, Silver Phoenix, and Fu Nuannuan.’

’The whole world is my enemy!’

With a profound look in his eyes, Fang Yang continued the simulation.

He began to simulate a scenario where his Dream Emperor phantom was exposed on the dream battlefield, forcing him to face the entire world as his foe.

He discovered that without using the Dream Emperor phantom, he could only fight a retreating battle, facing mortal danger at every step.

But the moment he used the Dream Emperor phantom, he ascended to a completely new realm, able to effortlessly suppress all opposition.

Yes, effortless suppression.

He had already transcended the realm of a Young Great Saint and reached an entirely different level.

Before him, this group of Young Great Saints was nothing more than a flock of weak lambs.

He, in turn, transformed into the ’World-Ending Beast,’ the Nine Netherworld Lion. His every move could easily annihilate a great number of Young Great Saints.

The disparity was simply absurd, like the difference between an ant and a great dragon. It was hard to believe.

And yet, this was the result he had reached after tens of thousands of repeated simulations.

’So, it turns out that even without the blessing of the world’s will, I’m already a Young Venerable when I’m at full power?!’

Fang Yang’s pupils abruptly dilated.

He was clearly taken aback by the results of his latest simulations.

But once he cleared away all distracting thoughts, calmed his heart, and looked at the situation from an objective standpoint, he finally realized what he had truly accomplished.

The Primordial Ancestor of the Kunpeng lineage!

The Lord of Restoration for the Golden Crow lineage!

And, the legendary... Dream Emperor!

If he couldn’t become a Young Venerable, who could?

With the blessing of a region’s worldly will, even being just the Kunpeng Ancestor or the Lord of the Golden Crow would have been enough to become a Young Venerable.

This discovery left him stunned, but also thrilled.

The Great Sun Dragon Lady? If she truly angered him, he would turn the world upside down and unleash a torrent of blood!

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