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Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 267 - 265: Tier 4 High-Grade, the Path of the Yun Dynasty
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Chapter 267: Chapter 265: Tier 4 High-Grade, the Path of the Yun Dynasty

’Providence Manifestation, the White Feathered Eagle tribe, Lu Yao, the method of sacrificial spirits...’

Fang Yang clasped his hands behind his back, gazing at the White Feathered Eagle soaring in the sky.

The White Feathered Eagle’s entire body was still as white as frost, as if it were forged from white flames.

Following its breakthrough, its body had grown enormous.

Most noticeably, its fully extended wingspan was large enough to cover an entire courtyard.

Notably, its tail feathers now trailed streamers of three unique flames.

Bright Orange Flame! Eerie Glow Flame! Cyan Lotus Earth Core Flame!

Three flames, each more powerful than the last.

At this moment, it was like a spirit soaring through blue skies and white clouds—a body of frost, radiant Divine Feathers, and a form wreathed in flame.

One could feel its majestic power with just a glance.

After all, Tier Three was a watershed moment for both Cultivators and Fierce Beasts.

It represented a massive qualitative transformation!

This was especially true for a Fierce Beast like the White Feathered Eagle.

Due to the limitations of their Bloodline Power, the strongest a White Feathered Eagle could normally become was Tier Two Peak.

But once that limit was broken, it would soar. The Cyan Lotus Earth Core Flame was its reward.

’Do these signs mean I’m supposed to guide it down the path of a Yun Dynasty?’ Fang Yang’s gaze was distant.

As far back as the Battle of Xuan-Yu, he had discovered that the stronger the White Feathered Eagle tribe grew, the more powerful his White Feathered Eagle became.

Moreover, during this process, his Fire Eagle Illusion would also develop miraculous properties.

In other words, the White Feathered Eagle’s growth was fundamentally bound to its tribe, and by extension, so was a portion of his own cultivation progress.

However, thanks to Providence Manifestation, any disadvantages of being bound to the White Feathered Eagle tribe were shouldered by the eagle itself.

Meanwhile, he reaped all the benefits.

Now, as he gazed at the White Feathered Eagle’s astonishing transformation, his thoughts couldn’t help but drift to the "path of a Yun Dynasty."

The next moment, the figures of Sen Wei and Sen Yue flashed through his mind.

...

「One month later.」

Fang Yang left the Saint Fire Divine Realm and returned to the Wind Peng Dojo.

Inside the Frost White Stone House, a brilliant crimson light glowed.

The crimson glow emanated from a piece of Red Thunder Earth Heart Jade.

A moment later, as the refinement of the Red Thunder Earth Heart Jade was completed, the crimson glow faded away.

BUZZ. An extremely condensed point of crimson lightning appeared in Fang Yang’s palm. This was the Sewing Fire Bing Thunder.

’I’ve succeeded in the initial cultivation of the Sewing Fire Bing Thunder Skill Department, but...’

Fang Yang’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked inward at the Dream Emperor illusion within his second Void Acupoint True Essence Sea.

Just moments ago, he had entered a Profound State to comprehend the Mystical Skill of the *Sewing Fire Bing Thunder Skill Department*.

Unexpectedly, as he did so, the Dream Emperor illusion had burst forth with divine light, causing his Profound State to sublimate!

If not for that, he wouldn’t have successfully formed the skill in just half a day.

Notably, the essential Primordial Qi within the Red Thunder Earth Heart Jade was consumed at a rate far exceeding his imagination.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ...

At the same time, the Carp Eagle illusion in his first Void Acupoint True Essence Sea began to tremble at the appearance of the Sewing Fire Bing Thunder.

It transformed into its Fire Eagle form, and the flames surrounding its body grew deeper, beginning to resemble the fire of the Great Sun Golden Crow!

This series of positive transformations truly astonished Fang Yang.

The light in his eyes flickered, his gaze shifting between his Profound State and the Dream Emperor illusion.

’I can’t believe they can stack and produce such a qualitative change.’

This stacking effect further increased the speed at which he could master Magic and Divine Techniques.

It was as if an Enlightenment Tree was always by his side.

The astonishing truth was that in this state, no matter how difficult the Magic or Divine Technique, he could successfully master it as long as he had a basic primer for the skill.

Such an ability was simply too absurd.

At this moment, he finally understood why he would face a calamity if the Dream Emperor illusion were ever exposed.

And this was only a fraction of the Dream Emperor illusion’s power.

’Using the Dream Dao to emulate the profundities of the Wisdom Dao...’

He mused, instantly realizing that all these changes were because of the Dream Emperor illusion.

With this in mind, he waved his hand. In an instant, thirteen ranked Anomalous Flames appeared in the air.

Of these thirteen ranked Anomalous Flames, some had been stolen, some acquired, and some purchased with Merit Points.

The Anomalous Flames now hovered quietly, casting peculiar reflections of light.

Some of the Anomalous Flames were like liquid, shimmering brilliantly and flowing with auspicious light, their refreshing fragrance permeating one’s very being.

Others resembled pristine white jade scrolls; merely looking at them cleared one’s mind and soothed one’s soul.

Of these Anomalous Flames, the highest-ranked was the Clear and Calm Heart Flame, at number thirty-one.

’If my Eighteen Layers of Fire Realm were composed entirely of Anomalous Flames from the top twenty, I could defeat Dongli right now,’ Fang Yang suddenly mused.

But alas, that was not the case.

His most powerful Anomalous Flame was still the Cold Radiance Flame gifted to him by Sen Hui.

The Cold Radiance Flame was ranked seventh on the Mortal Anomalous Fire List—a flame capable of incinerating even a Saint’s Sacred Body.

WHOOSH... He let out a soft breath and instantly activated the Fire Cauldron within his first void acupoint.

His first Lifebound Skill—the Fire Domain Skill!

His Profound State and the Dream Emperor illusion flared to life once more. A mere hour later, the flames were all swapped out with ease.

An even more powerful illusion of the Eighteen Layers of Fire Realm instantly descended upon the Wind Peng Dojo.

The phenomenon it created was unsettling, its aura immense—so powerful that it broke through the grand array and leaked outside.

"Such a powerful Fire Skill?!"

In the Qinglian Dojo, Sen Wei suddenly opened her eyes and gazed toward the Fire Realm illusion.

She looked astonished. "If this continues, it might even be able to match my *Qinglian Sword Song*."

She had to admit that when it came to comprehension and talent, Fang Yang could truly rival her brother, Sen Yue.

Meanwhile, Fang Yang sensed that the beak of his Fire Eagle Illusion was about to reach 50% refinement.

In other words, he was about to break through to the advanced stage of Tier Four!

WHOOSH... He exhaled a breath of turbid air, closed his eyes, and ignored the outside world.

He seized this faint opportunity for a breakthrough, connecting to the desolate stars to replenish his Primordial Qi and further refine the Fire Eagle Illusion.

He would cultivate in seclusion, using patient and meticulous effort to leap into the advanced stage of Tier Four in a single go.

...

「The Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster.」

After more than a month of travel and making arrangements, Chenri the Great Saint had achieved his preliminary strategic objectives.

Meanwhile, Muri Guang Huang, Hei Liwu, Dongli, and the others from the Thunder Saint Academy had finally passed their inspections and were cleared to venture into the dream worlds.

"Fang Yang, I will transform into a perfect-grade Spirit Body, become a young Great Saint, and challenge you again!" Nanyu declared, her lovely face filled with determination. She then shot into the sky, plunging into the cluster of Dream Worlds.

"Sen Wei, don’t get too smug! No one gets to keep humiliating me—not even Caiwei!" This was Dongli. The illusion of a Muddy Black True Dragon roiled behind him, radiating a heavy Evil Qi.

Nanyu, Dongli, Lin Shenghuang... one by one, the prodigies who had traveled from afar began to venture forth.

For a time, the sky was filled with streamers of light.

The sight caused the disciples of the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life to look up, their voices erupting in a flurry of discussion.

They were all eager to see if someone, like that Cyan Tiger Little Demon, would ascend to the heavens in a single bound and perhaps even cause an ancient and powerful legacy to emerge.

Best of all, perhaps these ancient and powerful legacies would remain in the Daoist Mansion for them to freely choose from and cultivate.

Among this crowd, Fang Xuan was chatting with Fang Min.

As the saying goes, a tree dies when it’s moved, but a person thrives.

Fang Xuan had since joined the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, becoming an ordained Daoist with the bestowed name "Yuxuan."

By completely emulating Fang Yang’s Slave Array Convergence method, he had made quite a name for himself within the mansion, earning the respectful title of "Little Eagle King!"

For this, he was deeply grateful to his cousin, Fang Yang.

After all, on the path of cultivation, getting a head start often means staying ahead.

The difference between being one step ahead and one step behind was like two different worlds.

Fang Xuan continued, "...and those are pretty much all the taboos you need to watch out for while venturing into the Dream World cluster. Oh, by the way, Sister Min, why didn’t our cousin come?"

Fang Min shook her head with a light smile. "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. Ah Yang said he still needs to polish his skills, so he doesn’t feel a particular need to seek opportunities by venturing into the Dream World cluster."

Fang Xuan and Fang Min weren’t the only ones discussing Fang Yang’s absence; Su Xi and Chen Ying were as well.

Both felt varying degrees of disappointment over the matter.

「Elsewhere.」

Among the countless flickering streamers of light, two were particularly conspicuous.

They belonged to Ji Juyun and Erzhu Fei, one flying right after the other.

"Brother Juyun, wait for meee~"

The cloyingly sweet voice, belonging to Erzhu Fei, drifted from behind, making Ji Juyun’s skin crawl.

Ji Juyun was about to lose his mind. He couldn’t believe that even after leaving the Thunder Saint Academy, Erzhu Fei was still pestering him relentlessly.

...

「Three days later.」

A brilliant blue light erupted from within the Wind Peng Dojo.

Fang Yang opened his eyes and laughed heartily. "As easy as flipping my hand."

As he spoke, a wisp of Refined Gold True Essence appeared in his palm.

Refined Gold True Essence—the color of True Essence unique to the advanced stage of Tier Four.

To have reached the advanced stage of Tier Four just after turning twenty-three—such a cultivation speed was more than enough to be proud of.

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