Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin

Mount Tai, parking lot.

A Wuling Hongguang sped over, kicking up a cloud of dust before coming to a steady halt in a parking space.

Fang Yang unbuckled his seatbelt, stepped out, and gazed toward the nearby Mount Tai. His heart surged with intense emotion, though his expression remained calm.

Mount Tai... Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin...

I have arrived!

With Earth in the Age of Dharma Decline, the only hope of cultivating the Dao lies in traveling to the Big Dipper and the Burial Emperor Star.

Fang Yang had begun his search for immortality three years ago, ever since he awakened memories of his past life and realized his high school classmate was Ye Fan, and that his close friend was Pang Bo.

However, after long periods of trekking across mountains and rivers, he had ultimately found nothing—not even half a manual for introductory cultivation.

It was not that Earth lacked cultivation traditions.

But they were far beyond the reach of an ordinary person.

Only by heading to the Big Dipper and experiencing the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin could he secure a chance at cultivation.

Fang Yang had caught wind of Ye Fan's class reunion, intending to hitch a ride to the Big Dipper, embark on the path of cultivation, and finally put his Golden Finger to use.

He focused his mind.

Before his eyes, a flashy, high-effect Card Pool appeared. A True Dragon and an Immortal Phoenix circled above, a Black Tortoise lay coiled within the pool, and mysterious yellow energy billowed out...

Amidst this ethereal interface, two lines of text stood out:

[Single Draw (100 Fate Points, first draw guarantees a green card)]

[Ten-Draw (1000 Fate Points, first draw guarantees a purple card)]

[Fate Points: 3]

"Over these three years, by relying on the fact that this world's history is nearly identical to my past life, I've managed to scrape together a small fortune, yet I've only earned 103 Fate Points."

"To gain more Fate Points, I must become a cultivator, attain a higher status in the cultivation world, and accomplish great feats."

Fang Yang rubbed the jade bracelet on his left wrist with his right hand.

This was the treasure manifested from the very first card he had drawn:

[Storage Bracelet (Green)]

[Description: Use by dripping a drop of blood to bind it. Contains ten cubic meters of space, with built-in effects such as breath concealment, dust removal, and calming the mind.]

This Storage Bracelet was excellent. Setting aside the calming and breath-concealment functions, the simple fact that it could be used by binding it with blood solved the awkward situation Fang Yang faced before stepping onto the path of cultivation.

Magic artifacts usable by mortals were incredibly rare, not to mention that this Storage Bracelet could be partitioned at will to prevent the items inside from contaminating one another.

To Fang Yang, this was more than just a storage artifact; it meant that on his journey with the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, he could collect bulky treasures that would otherwise be inconvenient to carry.

Fang Yang snapped back to reality and glanced at his minivan, filled with deep emotion.

This was the first car he had bought to run errands and conduct business before he had awakened his past-life memories.

The sentiment he felt for it could never be matched by the luxury cars he had purchased after becoming wealthy.

Parting today, he did not know when they would meet again.

"Old friend, if one day I attain the Dao and become an Emperor, I will certainly not let you lose the dignity of an Emperor Weapon."

"If you become rich, do not forget your friends!"

Fang Yang made a silent vow, then began his climb toward the summit of Mount Tai.

Six hours later, the peak of Mount Tai.

As evening approached, Ye Fan and his group finally arrived after stopping and starting along the way.

"Fang Yang?"

Ye Fan looked at the handsome young man before him, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This old classmate, who had become worth over a hundred million at such a young age, was a very busy man.

He never showed up at any of the high school reunions; it was said he was either abroad doing big business or traveling the world with his girlfriend.

Seeing Fang Yang on Mount Tai was truly a rare occurrence.

"Ye Fan, long time no see!"

Fang Yang stood up from a rock and greeted his old classmate whom he hadn't seen in ages.

His relationship with Ye Fan was neither close nor particularly distant.

Back in high school, they had had their conflicts, but they had also worked together on many occasions.

Time tends to soften all blurred memories.

After so many years, the two old classmates meeting again actually felt more intimate than it had in high school.

It could not be denied.

Fang Yang wasn't without thoughts of latching onto the future Heavenly Emperor Ye, but he wouldn't debase himself to curry favor either; he would let things take their natural course.

The friendship is there.

It counts as an unexpected joy; if he were to die in the future, perhaps he could even be resurrected by Ye Fan, attaining an immortal and indestructible Dao.

The friendship is not there.

Fang Yang believes that with his Golden Finger, it is not impossible for him to transcend step by step and reach the pinnacle of this world.

With the awakening of his past-life wisdom and the appearance of the Card Pool, he naturally gained some information.

The Card Pool connects to the origins of various worlds and, theoretically, can draw anything.

Although the Shrouding the Heavens World inherits from the Perfect World and leads into the Sacred Ruins World, making it a genuine multiverse, there are not a few existences within the Void Sea of Heavens that can rival or even surpass it.

If he could draw a card of high enough quality, the ultimate victor of this Golden Age might not necessarily be anyone other than Fang Yang.

If he lacked even this much ambition, Fang Yang would not have risked his life, wanting to ride the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin to the Big Dipper.

Stay on Earth, help Ye Fan look after his parents, let the two elders live a few more years, and when the other returns from the Big Dipper, would Fang Yang be short of rewards?

Ye Fan and Fang Yang chatted for a moment, then stood together on the peak of Mount Tai, looking down at the scenery in the distance.

"I shall reach the summit, and see all other mountains as mere mounds!"

"The ancients did not deceive me!"

Ye Fan sighed with such emotion.

The next moment, a clamor arose.

Ye Fan looked up.

He saw nine massive dragon corpses pulling a coffin, flying toward the peak of Mount Tai, about to crash right there.

"Run!"

"Mom!"

Voices became noisy, and the situation began to descend into chaos.

Most people scrambled to flee, trying to avoid the impending crash of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

BOOM!

The mountain crumbled and rocks split!

The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin landed heavily on the summit, shattering countless stones and creating a landslide that struck many people.

"Under the weight of great trends, mortals are but ants."

Watching this scene, Fang Yang felt a sense of shared sorrow, yet his obsession with cultivation deepened.

Mortals live for only a few decades, suffering the torments of birth, aging, sickness, and death; how could they compare to the carefree freedom of a cultivator?

"What is that?"

Just as everyone was preparing to flee, Ye Fan's ex-girlfriend, Li Xiaoman, suddenly pointed at a crack in the ground.

"If you don't court death, you won't die."

Watching the crowd stop their descent, drawn by the Five-Colored Altar beneath the crack because of Li Xiaoman's words, Fang Yang shook his head slightly.

But he would not say anything more.

Respect the fates of others and enjoy a happy life.

Why expose his knowledge of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin for a group of unrelated people?

Afterward, these people might not even appreciate his gesture; they might even turn around and bite him, accusing him of why he didn't speak up sooner.

In the end, the group fell into the Ancient Bronze Coffin, and Fang Yang mingled among them, hitching a ride to the Big Dipper.

[Boarded the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, Fate Points have changed significantly]

[Fate Points +1086]