Chapter 386 - 377: The Star Cultivator Era

Fang Yang hadn't deceived Le Xiangqian and the others, because he truly did have a strategy in mind.

His side could no longer afford to be so passive.

He planned to employ a scorched-earth tactic.

Of course, he started with public opinion.

In the days that followed, he directed Le Xiangqian and his other subordinates to launch a war of words.

First, he slung mud at himself, then at the Sect Leader, and then at the Sect Leader's disciple, Lu Ling'Er.

Not only that, but he also dragged the lofty Saint Families into the fray.

This was, admittedly, a very risky move.

But Fang Yang was proactively handing Lu Ling'Er and her faction an opportunity to counterattack.

'Stir the pot. Let it all get stirred up.'

'It would be best if you threw the entire Celestial Star Sect into utter chaos, leaving no one in peace.'

'In any case, the Sect Leader's faction is the one in power right now!'

'The murkier the water, the better.'

Sure enough, Lu Ling'Er was the first to lose her patience and prepared to make a move against Fang Yang.

...

The annual sect assembly began.

In the grand hall of the sect, the Sect Leader sat on the main seat, with Fang Yang accompanying him in the second most prominent seat.

Lu Ling'Er, Le Xiangqian, and the other Peak Masters were arranged on the left and right to discuss important matters.

But one could vaguely see that those present were divided into three factions.

The Sect Leader's faction, Fang Yang's faction, and the neutral faction.

At this moment, the hall was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Lu Ling'Er's phoenix-like eyes narrowed as she glared directly at Fang Yang.

"Jiang Yuan, you have gone too far!"

"The banks of Cheng'an Prefecture broke, and a million people were displaced. The Yangcheng Lake Wonderland was destroyed for no reason."

"With your savage ambition, how can you possibly ascend to the position of Sect Leader?"

"To think that you, the First Saint Heir, would indulge your subordinates in such behavior..."

Lu Ling'Er shot to her feet, her voice booming like thunder, reverberating throughout the hall.

At this moment, she was like a Bian, like an impartial god of judgment.

Here in the grand hall of the sect, she harshly rebuked Fang Yang and his followers, pushing all the blame onto him and cursing his shameless actions.

Hearing this, the faces of the crowd changed drastically.

They glanced at Fang Yang, then at the Sect Leader.

'Is the Sect Leader trying to force the First Saint Heir to abdicate?'

'So, the time to choose between the two of them has finally come?'

...

The assault was relentless.

Doubting gazes fell upon him one after another.

Yet Fang Yang's expression remained calm as he said coldly:

"The banks of Cheng'an Prefecture broke? The Yangcheng Lake Wonderland was destroyed?"

"Heh, you're trying to pin everything on me."

"If you ask me, you're the one with the savage ambition!"

In truth, these incidents were all the work of those Saint Families.

As for this Lu Ling'Er, either her vision was clouded, or she was using this as a pretext to attack him.

But none of that mattered anymore.

Because she had already made her move.

"Insolent!"

Fang Yang roared, "To bellow so brazenly in this hall, showing such utter contempt for everyone present! Even if I could tolerate you, the sect's laws will not."

With a thunderous explosion, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and a golden cauldron seemed to materialize.

He was actually turning the attack back on Lu Ling'Er!

"Ah..." Lu Ling'Er ground her teeth, her eyes spitting fire. Her aura surged, and the faint image of a Vermilion Bird leaped forth.

The two auras collided violently, stirring up a great wind in the hall.

Shockingly, Lu Ling'Er's face turned crimson with strain, and a trembling sound emanated from her very bones.

If this continued, Lu Ling'Er would inevitably be forced to her knees!

"How does he dare?!" At this moment, Le Xiangqian and the others' faces changed drastically as they all looked toward the Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader was Lu Ling'Er's master and treated her as his own daughter.

Most of his actions were to pave the way for her!

At this moment, no one had expected Fang Yang to be so direct.

By doing this, wasn't he just giving the Sect Leader a target to aim at?

"How truly insolent." The Sect Leader's face was expressionless, but his eyes flashed with cold lightning.

The cold lightning materialized, taking the form of a white thunderclap that crackled with divine might, coming to the aid of the Vermilion Bird phantom.

In an instant, Lu Ling'Er's aura increased—it surged, it exploded!

To the naked eye, the golden cauldron phantom could no longer suppress the Vermilion Bird phantom.

In fact, the Vermilion Bird phantom was about to overpower the golden cauldron phantom.

Once that happened, one could imagine that the position of the First Saint Heir would be violently shaken.

"Beyond the sickened tree, ten thousand more await the spring."

Fang Yang smiled calmly. "As a senior, you should give the younger generation a chance to stand on their own. Otherwise, what will you do if they can never stand up for themselves?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Yang smiled faintly, all the while making oblique insults.

This act made the Sect Leader laugh—a laugh of pure anger.

But in the next moment, the expression on the Sect Leader's face froze.

BOOM!

A Golden Tai Chi Diagram materialized at Fang Yang's feet, instantly making the golden cauldron phantom even more divine.

In a single breath, the golden cauldron phantom crushed the Vermilion Bird phantom.

"The First Saint Heir is suppressing both the Sect Leader and the Second Saint Heir all by himself?!" The crowd was dumbfounded.

Even Le Xiangqian was completely shaken.

'So your so-called strategy was all for the sake of crushing Lu Ling'Er's reputation head-on?!'

...

In the world of cultivation, strength ultimately reigns supreme.

In the end, Fang Yang successfully inherited the position of Sect Leader of the Celestial Star Sect.

On the day he inherited the position, Fang Yang stepped into the Inheritance Grotto Heaven.

He strolled within, observing and studying the various classics of the Star Dao schools.

CRACK—

It sounded like something breaking, yet also like something forming.

Hearing this sound, a faint sense of joy welled up in Fang Yang's heart.

'Star Dao schools, Ordinary-level attainment!'

.....

Fang Yang had successfully passed through the sixth layer of the dream.

He didn't personally experience the subsequent seventh and eighth layers of the dream; instead, he used Dream Dao magic to skip right past them.

The seventh layer of the dream was about Jiang Yuan becoming a Tier Six Saint and coming into contact with the sect's hidden secrets.

The eighth layer of the dream was about Jiang Yuan becoming a Tier Seven Saint and roaming freely across the Cosmic Domain.

Throughout this process, Fang Yang was constantly fast-forwarding, accelerating through this life.

He was surprised to discover that the Celestial Star Sect truly did have a connection to Saint Emperor Vast Sun.

Saint Emperor Vast Sun was the foremost of the three venerables of the immemorial era.

At the same time, He was the head of all venerables, and the era in which He was active was far more ancient than that of any other.

According to legend, the Tier Eight and Tier Nine of this world's cultivation system were both discovered and established by Saint Emperor Vast Sun.

Not only that, but Saint Emperor Vast Sun also initiated an epoch known as the "Age of Stars."

It was an era centered around the power of stars.

Magic, Divine Techniques, the hundred arts of cultivation, and so on—all of them required the power of stars to be cast.

Only then could one achieve twice the result with half the effort.

This was because at that time, Saint Emperor Vast Sun's Dao Fruit still existed, suffusing this world and forcing it to accommodate Him.

And the Cultivators, in turn, had to accommodate the heavens and the earth.

'Following that logic, is this why the Dream Emperor is feared by the lineages of all venerables?'

Fang Yang was lost in thought.

He had never forgotten how his second aperture was something that could not see the light of day.

It could only be said that the "Emperor's Doctrine" spread by the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor was too deeply ingrained in people's hearts.

Even he, despite being the Kunpeng Ancestor, did not dare reveal the existence of the "Dream Emperor Phantom" too often.

"Hoo~" Fang Yang took a deep breath.

The next moment, his gaze shifted to the Ninth Layer of the Dream World.

This Ninth Layer of the Dream World was the final layer of the Great Sage Dream Realm.

As long as he passed through this layer, this journey of his would be considered complete.

And according to his deductions, once the Dream Emperor Phantom devoured this dreamscape, the resulting fortune fed back to him would be enough for his first aperture to leap to the Tier Five Peak.

At that time, he would be able to form the Kunpeng Saint Body!

Immediately, he took a light step and entered the Ninth Layer of the dream, his figure dissipating into a phantasmal white light.