Chapter 282: Chapter 280: The True Inheritance Gradually Appears
"Sang Xiaowan, did you discover something?"
The moment she returned, Yu Qingyun grabbed Sang Xiaowan.
Yu Qingyun knew she was exceptionally talented, a true prodigy in the Array Dao.
But compared to Fang Yang, she was still somewhat inferior.
His ability to manifest talismans from Primordial Qi and create them with a single thought was simply too astonishing.
Such a technique would be praiseworthy even if possessed by a veteran Daoist.
That Fang Yang, a mere young prodigy, possessed such an outrageous level of skill was nothing short of shocking.
"Nnngh..."
Sang Xiaowan dangled in midair, her little feet kicking at nothing.
She whimpered, debating whether or not she should tell Yu Qingyun the truth.
Upon hearing Yu Qingyun’s questioning, she squeezed her eyes shut, gritted her teeth, and blurted out:
"Senior Sister, your radiance is far less brilliant than Fang Yang’s. It’s like comparing a creek to the boundless ocean."
"Even Senior Brother Jiuzhe’s radiance can’t compare to Fang Yang’s."
BOOM!
Yu Qingyun froze as if struck by lightning.
She knew about Sang Xiaowan’s Talent Divine Technique, so she was utterly stunned by the comparison.
’So, what should I do?’
Yu Qingyun quickly dismissed her stray thoughts, her gaze falling as she pondered.
She had only one goal at the Refining Dao Convention: to take first place.
If she wanted to take first place, Fang Yang was a hurdle she absolutely could not evade.
’In other words, how am I supposed to deal with Fang Yang?’
「At the same time.」
On the other side of the plaza, Caiwei and Cairou, who had just stepped through the spatial gate, silently cursed their rotten luck.
Their luck had been terrible.
They had nearly failed to pass the first round of the assessment.
Their current position near the bottom of the rankings was a testament to what they had been through.
"Twin Sheep Hills was too dangerous."
Cairou sighed. "If Dongli were here, we wouldn’t be in such a pathetic state."
Caiwei bit her lip at the words.
Especially when she saw the name "Sen Hui" emblazoned at the very top of the rankings, she felt a searing pain, as if her heart were being scorched by fierce flames.
The fact that Sen Hui had been carried by Fang Yang filled her with envy, jealousy, and hate.
"Dongli? Hmph. All he cares about is his own cultivation path. If he were even a tenth as competent as Fang Yang, would I be in this mess?"
A look of resentment clouded Caiwei’s beautiful features at the thought of Dongli.
’Comparing people is infuriating. Comparing products means one gets tossed.’
She had been quite satisfied with Dongli before. But after Fang Yang and Sen Hui showed up, the more she looked at Dongli, the more she disliked what she saw.
Perhaps that was why Dongli had made a special trip to the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life... But that was a reason she refused to acknowledge!
Beside her, Cairou looked crestfallen.
"Sis, why don’t we put aside our grudge with Sen Hui for now?"
"I heard Nanyu say once that Fang Yang seems to be blessed with great fortune."
"You still remember that lecher Muri Shengkai, right? I heard it’s because he offended Fang Yang that Shengkai was killed by Autumn Cicada..."
Caiwei scoffed dismissively.
"What does Shengkai’s death have to do with Fang Yang, that destitute son of some minor family? It was because Shengkai offended Sen—"
Caiwei cut herself off abruptly.
Back then, the fall of Muri Shengkai, a recognized young Great Saint, caused massive shockwaves.
It even drastically changed the landscape of the Xuan Yu War.
Amidst the clamor of discussion, Caiwei learned the inside story from her father, the Soldier Star Great Saint.
She knew the truth: that scoundrel Shengkai had not only wanted a marriage contract with Sen Wei, but had apparently wanted one with Sen Hui, too.
In doing so, he had enraged Sen Yue and Huanwu the Great Saint.
That was why Sen Yue had laid a deadly trap, leaving Shengkai with no hope of escape!
Fang Yang had merely been a catalyst in the whole affair.
However...
Though Caiwei was verbally dismissive of Fang Yang, her body was quite honest—she deliberately kept her distance from him and Sen Hui.
...
「Wind Peng Dojo.」
A Flying Eagle cried, a Frost Horse galloped.
Fang Yang and Fang Hao stood shoulder to shoulder, watching the two Pet Beasts soar and gallop in the distance.
Fang Hao said, "I heard Caiwei and Cairou were attacked by Soul Beasts on Twin Sheep Slope. They were almost eliminated."
"Without Dongli, they met with misfortune," Fang Yang said, his expression calm.
But then he recalled the three slips of fortune.
As this thought crossed his mind, he narrowed his eyes and turned his focus inward to the [Seek Fortune and Avoid Calamity] cluster of light in his mind.
The cluster of light converged, condensing into a single point without manifesting any words.
「One hour later.」
A gentle breeze was blowing.
Fang Yang saw off his clan uncle, Fang Hao, and returned to the Frost White Stone House.
He tightly closed the door and sat cross-legged on the meditation mat.
He was going to refine the [Spring Thunder White Clay] Spiritual Object!
With a low rumble like distant thunder, a white, fish-shaped piece of precious jade appeared in Fang Yang’s hand.
He then closed his eyes, sending his consciousness into his first aperture.
The Xuan Yuan Talisman Treasure erupted with silvery sword light, causing the Spring Thunder White Clay to tremble nonstop.
Stimulated in this way, the Spring Thunder White Clay quivered in Fang Yang’s hand like a living fish.
"Rise." With a thought from Fang Yang, the Yimu Saint Spear began to react.
At this moment, the Yimu Saint Spear transformed into the shape of a Cyan Thunder Talisman Seedling and plunged its roots into the Spring Thunder White Clay.
Like a waterspout, the Spring Thunder White Clay began to shrink at an incredible rate.
Correspondingly, the Cyan Thunder Talisman Seedling grew stronger and larger.
For a moment, the energies of spring thunder and Cyan Thunder intertwined, filling the Frost White Stone House with flashing arcs of electricity.
VMMMM...
The potent lightning was not only spurring the growth of the Cyan Thunder Talisman Seedling, but also tempering Fang Yang’s Carp Eagle Illusion!
「Four hours later.」 Everything returned to calm.
Fang Yang opened his eyes and chuckled. "Effortless."
He had gained substantially from refining the Spring Thunder White Clay Spiritual Object.
First, the Yimu Saint Spear was further restored; it would now maintain its rank for one hundred sixty years instead of one hundred thirty.
Second, his Carp Eagle Illusion was thoroughly tempered.
The beak portion of his Fire Eagle Illusion was refined from 52% completion to 56%, saving him several months of work.
’With a few more opportunities like this, it shouldn’t be long before I can refine the beak of the Fire Eagle Illusion to 75%,’ he thought.
In other words, he was truly not far from the realm of Tier Four Peak.
At that point, he could break into the top ten of the Earth Ranking. He even felt confident enough to deal with Dongli and claim the top spot for himself.
If he succeeded, he could securely claim the [Golden Sun Wind Roc Wings] Sacred Material.
At this thought, Fang Yang felt a sense of profound pleasure and comfort wash over him.
Strangely enough, he found himself looking forward to the second round of the Refining Dao Convention’s assessment, which was five days away.
...
「Two days later.」
「Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, Qingyang Palace.」
At this moment, nine deep, resonant tolls of a bell rang out from Qingyang Palace.
The overlapping, powerful peals of the bell caused countless acolytes and Daoist masters to raise their heads and gaze at the sky.
For nine tolls to ring out in succession meant one thing: the [Ten Thousand Dao Altar] had been stirred!
The Ten Thousand Dao Altar was a treasure of inheritance, a sacred object whose status was close to that of a Venerable’s Dao Artifact.
Now, the rumbling of the Ten Thousand Dao Altar indicated that someone was about to receive a supreme inheritance.
"The day has finally come."
Chen Ying and Su Xi looked up, each with different emotions.
The one who had caused the Ten Thousand Dao Altar to stir was none other than Su Dao.
After all, Su Dao, by his great merit of slaying numerous cultivators of the Demon Race, had finally earned the recognition of the [Divine Spirit of the Ten Thousand Dao Altar].
Now, Su Dao was about to have his wish fulfilled and obtain the [Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram Vision] inheritance, with hopes of condensing an immortal body.
Yet, unbidden, the thoughts of both Chen Ying and Su Xi turned to Fang Yang.
Because Fang Yang’s trump card, his ultimate move, also seemed to be a Tai Chi Diagram—a Golden Tai Chi Diagram.
’I wonder what Fang Yang is doing right now?’
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