Guidance for Doehring and Arrangements

In the Magical Beast Mountain Range, within the Stone Sculpture Valley.

A level-nine magical beast core, or an item of equivalent value. Linley pondered this to himself.

Back in the Mist Valley, the battle between the Spined Iron-Back Dragon and the Purple-Striped Black Bear had allowed Linley to reap some benefits. The most precious among them was the Saint-level magical beast core from the Purple-Striped Black Bear. As for the level-nine core from the Spined Iron-Back Dragon, he had accidentally swallowed it; otherwise, he could have used it to trade for the Slaughter warblade.

Could he use the Saint-level magical beast core to trade for the Slaughter warblade?

The moment this thought emerged, Linley extinguished it. If his father knew he had traded a Saint-level magical beast core for the Slaughter warblade, he would surely be angry.

A Saint-level magical beast core was a priceless treasure. Although the Slaughter warblade was an heirloom of the Baruch family, its true value was only around a million gold coins. Fang Yun using a level-nine magical beast core worth five million gold coins to purchase the Slaughter warblade had already greatly inflated the price of the blade.

Of course, deep down, Linley had a subconscious realization: while the Saint-level seemed impossibly far away, the level-nine stage was not actually that difficult for him. The magus realm might take a long time, but once he activated his Dragonblood Warrior bloodline, he only needed to continue practicing the Dragonblood Secret Manual. Once his human form reached the seventh rank, he would possess the strength of an early level-nine after transforming.

Once he became a level-nine warrior, with the help of Beibei, he could absolutely slay a level-nine magical beast and use its core to trade for the Slaughter warblade.

"Linley, your stone sculpture."

At this moment, Doehring Cowart, who was beside him, suddenly spoke up to remind him.

Linley's stone sculpture, Dream Awakening, was definitely of master-level quality; even at an auction, five million gold coins would be easy to fetch.

Moreover, Fang Yun had expressed an interest in purchasing Dream Awakening from the very beginning.

Hearing Doehring Cowart's reminder, Linley snapped back to reality. "Mr. Fang Yun, I wonder if the stone sculpture 'Dream Awakening' could be used to trade for the Slaughter warblade? If it is still not enough, I will find another way."

The stone sculpture Dream Awakening was his first master-level work and also represented memories of the past. But in terms of importance, he felt it could not compare to the Slaughter warblade.

Hearing this, Fang Yun smiled. "Naturally, that is possible."

Linley breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. "Thank you, Mr. Fang Yun."

Fang Yun waved his hand, speaking casually, "I said, as long as the value is appropriate, it can be traded. Besides, your stone sculpture is indeed excellent."

"Compared to yours, sir, it is still inferior."

Linley said with a helpless smile.

Although he was already considered a master sculptor, in his eyes, Fang Yun's level of skill far exceeded his own.

"Let's not talk about that."

Fang Yun smiled, then looked at Doehring Cowart and spoke. "I had you reveal yourself because there are actually some things I wish to tell you."

In the original story, Doehring Cowart could never be resurrected, which was a regret for the entire book. Therefore, Fang Yun intended to change this outcome.

Besides saving Doehring Cowart at the very last moment, another way was to guide him, specifically by helping him understand the rules of becoming a god. If Doehring Cowart could become a god, he would naturally have no regrets.

Of course, five thousand years ago, Doehring Cowart had been unable to become a god, and now that he was only a soul, the difficulty of comprehending the laws to become a god might be even greater. However, this was the only way for Doehring Cowart to truly be reborn.

"Please speak, sir."

Doehring Cowart was also somewhat surprised; he had not expected Fang Yun to have words for him.

Linley and the others also looked at Fang Yun with curiosity.

Fang Yun said directly, "You were at the peak of the Saint-level five thousand years ago, weren't you?"

Doehring Cowart nodded, feeling a hint of pride. "Yes, I belonged to the second tier of the Saint-level peak."

The second tier of the Saint-level peak meant one already had a certain depth of comprehension regarding profound mysteries. Across the entire Yulan Continent, he was an extremely formidable peak expert.

Just like the current Pope of the Radiant Church, he was only at this level.

Linley and the brothers Doham were confused. The Saint-level was divided into tiers? They only knew that Saint-level experts had varying strengths, but they did not know that the Saint-level realm actually had such classifications.

"Boss, isn't the Saint-level just one realm?"

Beibei's voice sounded in Linley's mind.

"Perhaps there is a distinction between early and late stages," Linley guessed.

Although he wasn't sure, since Saint-level experts varied in strength, it stood to reason that such distinctions existed.

Fang Yun nodded. "Since you are already at the second tier of the Saint-level peak, do you know how to advance from the Saint-level to the god-level?"

Hearing this, Doehring Cowart fell silent. Although he was at the second tier of the Saint-level peak, the path of cultivation was something he had explored on his own. How to become a god? He did not know. Perhaps one only truly understood the reason for becoming a god just before the final step.

Or rather, most Saint-level experts did not know how to become a god.

This was also the reason why so many Saint-level experts would take god-level experts as their teachers. While cultivation itself could not be taught, a teacher pointing out a direction was enough to save them from taking many detours.

Seeing Doehring Cowart silent, Fang Yun stopped asking and said directly, "Beginning to comprehend the profound mysteries of the laws is the realm of the Saint-level peak, and once a profound mystery is comprehended to the extreme, one reaches the Saint-level limit."

"Comprehending a profound mystery to the extreme is the Saint-level limit..."

Doehring Cowart nodded to himself. Although he hadn't known how to become a god before, there had been no issues with his path of cultivation.

"Could it be... that completely comprehending a profound mystery allows one to become a god?"

Doehring Cowart seemed to understand something. The Saint-level limit was comprehending a profound mystery to the extreme, so wouldn't fully comprehending that profound mystery mean becoming a god?

Fang Yun smiled and nodded. "That's right. Once a profound mystery is fully comprehended, one can become a god."

Doehring Cowart was filled with emotion. Although he could no longer cultivate, knowing the path to becoming a god now could be considered a way to make up for a small regret of his.

Linley and the brothers Doham also silently memorized Fang Yun's words. Even though they hadn't reached the Saint-level yet, they naturally didn't know what these "profound mysteries" were. After all, the experts they had encountered were either warriors practicing battle qi or magi practicing magic; as for practicing profound mysteries? They had never heard of it.

Even if he didn't fully understand it, he knew that recording such a secret would certainly be useful.

Suddenly, Doehring Cowart frowned slightly and looked at Fang Yun, his tone laced with uncertainty, "Mr. Fang Yun, are you saying that to become a god, one only needs to comprehend a single profound mystery?"

At this moment, Doehring Cowart felt as if he could feel his own heartbeat once again.

Seeing the expression on Doehring Cowart's face, Fang Yun knew that he had guessed the truth. After all, few who managed to become Saint-level powerhouses were fools; they were all geniuses in their own right.

Fang Yun kept his expression casual and smiled, "That's right, it only requires the comprehension of a single profound mystery."

Linley and Doham were somewhat confused by the exchange between the two.

Doehring Cowart's tone became increasingly agitated, "Without any other conditions?"

"None."

Fang Yun looked at Doehring Cowart and smiled.

Hearing this, Doehring Cowart bowed formally to Fang Yun, "I will never forget your great kindness, sir."

Although he did not know if he would truly be able to become a god, nor if he would be able to shed the Coiling Dragon Ring and be reborn should he succeed, Fang Yun's words had undoubtedly pointed him toward a new path.

Becoming a god only required comprehending one profound mystery, which meant that even without a physical body, as long as his soul remained, he had a chance to achieve godhood.

Because his soul could still perceive the Mysteries of the Earth.

Over the past five thousand years, regardless of the reasons, he had almost completely wasted his time. If he hadn't learned this, he would have continued to waste it indefinitely.

But now that he knew there was still hope for his soul to achieve godhood, Doehring Cowart felt a renewed sense of passion. Having reached the peak of the Saint-level, Doehring Cowart naturally possessed the heart of a powerhouse; even if he remained a soul, a god-level soul would surely be stronger than a Saint-level one.

Seeing how formal Doehring Cowart was, Linley and the others remained quiet.

Linley, in particular, could clearly sense Doehring Cowart's excitement. Although he had always been able to communicate with Grandpa Doehring, the old man had previously felt like a transcendent, ethereal existence—as if nothing could truly affect him, a feeling that lacked a sense of reality.

But now, although Grandpa Doehring was the same as before, this "intense" emotional shift made him feel much more real.

In truth, the former Doehring Cowart had seen no hope for rebirth and had resigned himself to being a mere spirit of the Coiling Dragon Ring, having almost no pursuits other than teaching Linley.

Now, however, Fang Yun's words had reopened the door to cultivation for him. Seeing this new hope, Doehring Cowart was naturally a changed man.

Before, he had only taught Linley to become stronger; from now on, he would grow stronger alongside Linley.

"There is no need to thank me yet."

Fang Yun said casually, "I have only told you the basic situation; whether you can actually achieve it depends entirely on yourself."

Fang Yun could not guarantee whether Doehring Cowart would be able to become a god or change his fate. After all, becoming a god in a Material Plane was far too difficult.

If he could not achieve godhood before his soul dissipated, he would simply have to intervene and save him then.

That same day, Linley left the Stone Sculpture Valley.

Since he had decided to use the stone sculpture Dream Awakening to trade for the warblade Slaughter, Linley did not hesitate and returned directly to Fenlai City.

Fenlai City, Green Leaf Road.

Inside a mansion.

Linley sat at a table with Yale and said, "Boss Yale, this stone sculpture 'Dream Awakening' needs to be sent to the Magical Beast Mountain Range."

"Sent to the Magical Beast Mountain Range?"

Yale had assumed Linley was looking for him regarding the warblade Slaughter, but it turned out to be about the stone sculpture Dream Awakening.

Linley nodded and explained, "Boss Yale, I have found the whereabouts of the warblade Slaughter, but to obtain it, I need to trade it for 'Dream Awakening'."

Hearing this, Yale frowned slightly and said, "Trade it for 'Dream Awakening'?"

Yale looked at Linley and said, "Third brother, this sculpture is a masterpiece, and it's your first one at that level. It's a pity to just give it away. How about this? How many gold coins do you need to trade for the warblade Slaughter? I'll find a way."

Linley felt a warmth in his heart, then smiled and explained, "Keeping the sculpture is useless, so using it to trade for the warblade Slaughter is the most appropriate choice."

As he spoke, Linley explained what had happened with Fang Yun in the Stone Sculpture Valley. Of course, he did not mention that Fang Yun had already reached the god level.

"It was actually Mr. Fang Yun?"

Yale became quite excited; one had to know that Fang Yun had always been the object of his admiration.

Especially with the "legend" circulating throughout the continent about Fang Yun suppressing the Dark Alliance single-handedly, in his eyes, that was what a true powerhouse looked like.

"Third brother, you must let me go to deliver this sculpture!"

Yale said to Linley with excitement.

Seeing Yale like this, Linley smiled helplessly, "Alright."

One had to know that Yale had never gone to the Magical Beast Mountain Range for training before; in his view, it was far too dangerous, and he hadn't enjoyed his life enough to risk it.

But now that there was a chance to meet Mr. Fang Yun, Yale no longer cared whether the Magical Beast Mountain Range was dangerous or not.

Yale excitedly went to arrange the personnel, while Linley secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With the warblade Slaughter in hand, he could finally give his father an answer.

Even now, he could not forget his father's words to him.

"Linley, once this matter is over, you must begin bitter training."

Doehring Cowart appeared and said, "It would be best to purchase enough supplies in advance."

Ever since he learned of the path to godhood from Fang Yun, he had begun to earnestly comprehend the Mysteries of the Earth once more. However, he was still "bound" by the Coiling Dragon Ring and could only absorb the earth elements from his surroundings through his soul power to comprehend the mysteries, making his progress quite inefficient.

Especially the lack of various applications and understandings; the approach to comprehending the Mysteries was far too singular.

Therefore, if he wanted to make true progress, he would need to undergo bitter cultivation. Once Linley had arranged everything, he would head to the Magical Beast Mountain Range to cultivate in seclusion.

Moreover, this period of bitter cultivation would likely take a very long time.

"I understand, Grandpa Doehring. Once I deliver the war blade 'Slaughter' back to Wushan Town, I will begin my bitter cultivation."

Linley's heart was filled with fighting spirit.

Especially when thinking that Fang Yun had already advanced from the Saint-level to become a God-level powerhouse, a fire ignited within Linley's heart.

Magical Beast Mountain Range, Stone Sculpture Valley.

Fang Yun sat cross-legged on the highest peak, quietly sensing the movement of the wind.

The Mysteries of Wind Elements were the foundation of the Laws of Wind. Although they belonged to the lower-tier Mysteries, their importance was no less than any other Mystery.

Furthermore, as his comprehension of the Laws of Wind deepened, a feeling gradually grew within him: if he wanted to make the fusion of Mysteries easier, these Mysteries of Wind Elements might be the breakthrough point.

Although he could not yet determine the influence of the Mysteries of Wind Elements on the other several Mysteries, Fang Yun was becoming increasingly certain that the future point of convergence for the overall fusion of his Mysteries might lie within the Wind Elements.

In particular, the five Mysteries of Wind Elements, Wind Space, Dimension, Fast, and Slow—due to his previous sculpting—gave Fang Yun a shallow understanding of all five.

Coupled with his current understanding of the Wind Elements, the difficulty of fusing these five Mysteries would be somewhat reduced for Fang Yun in the future.

"The master is clearly just sitting there, but I feel like he is about to turn into the wind itself. It's too eerie."

Doham stood at the foot of the mountain, watching Fang Yun cultivate at the summit, and could not help but tremble in his heart.

"The master hasn't moved at all?"

Hearing Doham's words, Dohar was stunned and asked in return.

The two brothers looked at each other, then dared not watch Fang Yun cultivate any longer. The cultivation of a God-level powerhouse was so terrifying that merely glancing at it had already affected them.

Soon, Fang Yun ended his cultivation and opened his eyes, unable to help but sigh, "It seems it will take quite a bit of time to completely fuse the Mysteries."

Although he possessed the talent of Bayer, making the difficulty of cultivation lower for Fang Yun than for most people, wanting to fuse Mysteries was still no simple matter.

It was no wonder that the deities in the Divine Plane would spend decades or even centuries in seclusion at a time.

The Divine Plane.

Fang Yun felt a sense of longing.

The concentration of elemental energy in the Divine Plane far exceeded that of the Material Plane, so the speed of cultivation in the Divine Plane would naturally far exceed that of the Material Plane as well.

Perhaps he should reach the level of a Median God as soon as possible and then head to the Divine Plane.

Only by reaching the strength of a Median God could one have a certain degree of safety in the Divine Plane.

"Doham."

Fang Yun appeared in the valley.

"Master."

The two brothers, Doham and Dohar, ran over.

Fang Yun casually took out the war blade "Slaughter" and said, "You wait here for Linley. Once Linley delivers the stone sculptures, you can hand the war blade 'Slaughter' over to him."

Although Linley was the protagonist of the original story, now that he had truly arrived in this world, no one knew what changes might occur. Fang Yun did not need to keep an eye on Linley at all times.

"Yes."

The two brothers replied respectfully.

Ever since they learned that Fang Yun had become a God, the two brothers held even more awe and reverence for him. After all, not even their own clan ancestors had ever managed to become a God.

"Mm, cultivate well and reach the Saint-level as soon as possible."

Fang Yun said directly.

He held high expectations for the Tiger-striped Warriors. He even hoped that the two of them could become Gods and see if there was an opportunity in the future to go to the Four Divine Beasts Clan to awaken their innate divine abilities.

Among the Four Divine Beasts, the White Tiger's innate divine ability was reputed to be the strongest, so he naturally had to see it for himself.

"Right, Dohar, follow Linley secretly over these next few years. If Doehring Cowart ever encounters danger, step in and save him."

Fang Yun thought of something and spoke directly.

Dohar's strength was in no way inferior to Doham's, and his bloodline was even more potent than Doham's. His human form had already reached the peak of the eighth rank, and once he transformed, he possessed the strength of the peak of the ninth rank; no one below the Saint-level was his match.

With him intervening, it would be enough to save Doehring Cowart.

Moreover, as long as Dohar appeared, he imagined the Radiant Church would not dare to do anything more.

"Yes!"

Although Dohar did not know why Fang Yun had made such an arrangement, he still replied earnestly. This was the first time Fang Yun had assigned him a task.

Afterward, Fang Yun spread his divine sense and easily located Prequet.

"Prequet, head to the Rhine Empire and guard the Kawent Institute."

Fang Yun transmitted his voice directly.

When Prequet heard Fang Yun's voice transmission, although he was deeply shocked, he dared not disobey Fang Yun's command in the slightest. After acknowledging the order, he flew directly toward the Rhine Empire.

Fang Yun nodded to himself; although Prequet was only a Saint-level peak Tyrannosaurus Rex, its intelligence was not the least bit inferior to that of a human.

With it heading to the Rhine Empire, it would be enough for the Kawent Institute to develop in the short term.

After arranging everything, Fang Yun flew directly toward the sky, not stopping until he reached a position near the edge of the plane.

At this location, strong winds blew almost constantly; even a Saint-level expert would likely find it difficult to stay here for very long.

"This place will do."

Fang Yun nodded in satisfaction, then sat cross-legged in mid-air and began to cultivate with peace of mind.

This year was the year 9998 of the Yulan Calendar.