Imperial Observatory, Star Picking Tower, Great Xia Guardian God!

"Success!"

Xiao Yang was ecstatic, utterly thrilled. His destiny had finally changed!

The Golden Feather Bath Tribulation is the Roc!

This is the mythical beast, the Kunpeng.

In the Northern Darkness, there is a fish named Kun, which transforms into a bird named Peng.

Furthermore, the Kunpeng is the nemesis of the dragon race, usually preying on dragons. Legend has it that in ancient times, it ate one Great Dragon King and five hundred small dragons every day.

He still remembered Xiao Junlin's destiny, which was [Azure Scale Dragon Transformation].

Let alone that Xiao Junlin hadn't transformed into a dragon yet, even if he did, he would still be inferior to his own [Golden Wings Transforming into Roc] destiny, being naturally suppressed.

"I was originally a great roc in the clouds, only regretting that the sky was too low to fly!"

"From this day forward, I, Xiao Yang, will soar into the heavens and ascend ninety thousand li!"

"Hahaha..."

His almond eyes and rosy cheeks laughed up at the sky.

In the depths of fate, a trace of Imperial Might, vying for control of the world, enveloped him.

Eldest Prince's Estate.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Junlin was cultivating when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, spitting out blood. Even the Supreme Bone on his back dimmed.

"Your Highness, are you alright..."

His strategist, Lu Xu, immediately rushed over, asking with concern.

"Perhaps I made a mistake in my cultivation! Strange, why do I feel like a piece of my own fortune was just stolen?" Xiao Junlin frowned, troubled.

"Impossible!"

Lu Xu shook his head. "Your Highness, you possess the destiny of the Nine-Five Supreme, your status is beyond compare, even surpassing the princes of the royal family! The person who could steal your fortune has likely not even been born yet!"

"Haha, you're right, perhaps I was mistaken!"

Xiao Junlin nodded and closed his eyes to continue cultivating.

Central Prefecture Imperial City.

Imperial Observatory, Star Gazing Tower.

The tallest structure in the Imperial City was not the palace, but this Star Gazing Tower.

It had nine floors and was a hundred meters tall.

Logically, this shouldn't be allowed, but the owner of the Star Gazing Tower was the "Director." He was a Daoist Ninth Rank expert and a guardian deity of Great Xia, rumored to be over two hundred years old.

Therefore, the Director's word was law.

Even the current Emperor Xia, who was foolish and only sought immortality, dared not offend him and treated him with great respect.

The ninth floor of the Star Gazing Tower.

"Swish! Swish!"

Suddenly, a white-haired old man in a dark daoist robe abruptly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain mountains and dragon veins.

He looked sharply to the north, his aged face displaying unprecedented solemnity.

"The north again..."

"First, there were nine Heaven and Earth Phenomena, then a great Confucian's pronouncements, and today, a [Dragon Devourer] destiny has been born! This signifies a prosperous era with a wise ruler, or a chaotic era with a hero!"

"A change unseen in a thousand years! Even I, using the Star Compass, cannot divine the heavenly secrets!"

"Could it be that the empire of Great Xia is ultimately not to be preserved?"

The white-haired old man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

Suddenly, the sound of bouncing footsteps came from outside.

A young girl walked in!

She had a childlike face, appearing very young, but her figure was mature beyond her years, even concealed by a loose dress.

She held a chicken leg in one hand and a candied haw in the other, her mouth stuffed, only able to mumble.

"Mas... Master, Eunuch Cao just came... He said for the Mount Tai consecration ceremony next month, that old emperor wants you to preside!"

"No!"

The Director flicked his sleeve and directly refused. "Just say I'm in seclusion and will not see guests from now on! Youwei, you must go to the Northern Territory immediately. Your opportunity lies there!"

"Yes, Master!"

The girl nodded, a sense of anticipation stirring within her.

Her name was Yu Youwei, nicknamed "Little Fish."

He is the Director's youngest disciple, and the youngest Seventh Rank expert in all of Great Xia!

A Daoist Seventh Rank is called a [True Man].

If you find this book good, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid losing it next time.

Floating on the Void, Universe in the Sleeve, Dragon Seeking Pulse Finding, Heavenly Secrets Deduction... these are the marks of a True Man!

Meanwhile, at King Zhenbei's Mansion.

Xiao Yang was unaware that by swallowing the True Dragon Pearl and defying fate, he had attracted the attention of the legendary Director.

The next morning, he got up to wash.

Huangli came in to serve him but showed a look of surprise. "Young Master, you look... different again!"

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yang asked.

Huangli explained, "Before, your handsome appearance was enough to charm countless women! But now, you seem to have gained a bit more majesty, like facing the King!"

"Is that so?"

Xiao Yang knew it was likely a "side effect" of his changed destiny.

With a thought, he immediately reined in the invisible imperial dragon might, his entire being becoming restrained.

"Whoosh..."

Huangli felt the pressure lift and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huangli, later, call Guard Zhao to join us. We're going to collect a debt!" Xiao Yang said with a smile.

Collect a debt?

Huangli was a little confused, but she dared not disobey the Young Master's orders.

Next, Xiao Yang, along with Zhao Changkong and Huangli, swaggered to the Eldest Prince's mansion.

"Bang!"

He kicked open the main door, his voice imbued with internal energy, like a lion's roar that echoed throughout the premises.

"Eldest Brother, I've come to collect my debt!!!"

Not long after, Xiao Junlin strode out, his face ashen, looking worse than if he had eaten a fly.

"Ninth Brother, you've become increasingly presumptuous, daring to cause trouble at my mansion!" he gritted out.

Xiao Yang, however, said proudly, "Eldest Brother, we made a bet during the Autumn Hunt! Now you owe me a Cloud Top Heavenly Palace and 100 Spirit Pills from Medicine King Valley, yet you're stalling. Are you trying to be a deadbeat?"

"Why the rush? What I owe you, I will naturally give!"

Xiao Junlin's face was grim. He took out a land deed, his heart bleeding, but still handed it to Xiao Yang.

"Here's the deed for the Cloud Top Heavenly Palace. Take it!"

Then, he had a servant bring a medicine box and added, "There are 100 Spirit Pills in here. They're yours too!"

"Eldest Brother, thank you!"

After accepting them, Xiao Yang's face broke into a brilliant smile. "If you want to make another bet next time, be sure to find me! I heard Medicine King Valley has a Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus, which is incredibly mystical. How about we use that as the stake?"

"Dream on!"

Xiao Junlin's face was filled with indignation, trembling with rage.

What a joke!

That Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus was a treasure of the valley. Let alone him, an outsider, even the young master of Medicine King Valley wasn't qualified to use it. He couldn't believe the Ninth Brother was so greedy!

And what did the Ninth Brother mean, did he think he was guaranteed to win?

Xiao Junlin was furious, but he had vomited blood while practicing yesterday and was still recovering from his injuries. He could only flick his sleeve and leave.

Having obtained the land deed and the Spirit Pills, Xiao Yang couldn't be bothered to continue the verbal sparring.

"Guard Zhao, this Spirit Pill is a reward for you!"

He took out the medicine box, picked out one pill, and tossed it to Zhao Changkong.

"Your Highness, these Spirit Pills from Medicine King Valley are worth a thousand gold each. Changkong feels unworthy of receiving it!"

Although Zhao Changkong craved it, he still felt a bit embarrassed.

"Don't be so hesitant, man. If I give it to you, take it!"

Xiao Yang forcefully stuffed the Spirit Pill into his hand and added, "I don't care for pills of this grade! And you're already at the Third Rank. After taking this, break through to the Fourth Rank as soon as possible, and that will be worthy of me!"

"Thank you, Your Highness. Changkong will cultivate day and night and not disappoint your expectations!"

Tears welled up in Zhao Changkong's eyes, deeply moved.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp!"

Suddenly, Huangli came running back, her expression flustered. "Young Master, the imperial envoy coming to attend your engagement banquet with Miss Ning has arrived!"

"Who is it?" Xiao Yang asked curiously.

This marriage was bestowed by His Majesty, so the envoy sent would likely have an important identity, perhaps even a member of the royal family.

"It's... it's Princess Fuyao..."

Huangli's voice trembled slightly, as if she were speaking of something terrifying.

Upon hearing the name, Xiao Yang's expression also changed drastically.

"How could it be her?!"