Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin

Mount Tai, parking lot.

A Wuling Hongguang came speeding in, kicking up a cloud of dust before stopping neatly in a parking space.

Fang Yang unfastened his seat belt and got out. He gazed at Mount Tai in the distance, his heart surging even as he kept his expression calm.

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

I'm here!

With Earth in the Dharma-Ending Era, only by heading to the Big Dipper, to Burial Emperor Star, was there any hope of cultivating the Dao.

Ever since Fang Yang awakened the wisdom of his past life three years ago and learned that his high school classmate was Ye Fan, and that Ye Fan had a close friend named Pang Bo, he had begun seeking immortality and the Dao.

Yet after traveling far and wide for a long time, he had found nothing. He hadn't even managed to find half a beginner's cultivation manual.

There were indeed cultivation lineages on Earth.

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

Only by going to the Big Dipper and experiencing the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin could he seek a chance to cultivate.

This time, Fang Yang had heard that Ye Fan's classmates were holding a reunion. He intended to hitch a ride to the Big Dipper, set foot on the path of cultivation, and put his Golden Finger to use.

He focused his mind.

A card pool with dazzling effects appeared before him. A True Dragon and an Immortal Phoenix circled above it, while a Black Tortoise rested in the pool and Xuanhuang Qi billowed forth...

Yet amid the ethereal, immortal aura of the interface, two lines of text stood out conspicuously:

[Draw once (100 Fate Points, first draw guaranteed green card)]

[Draw ten times (1000 Fate Points, first draw guaranteed purple card)]

[Fate Points: 3]

"Over these three years, I made a small fortune by relying on this world's history unfolding almost exactly as it did in my previous life. And I still only earned 103 Fate Points."

"To earn more Fate Points, I'll have to become a cultivator, rise to a higher standing in the cultivation world, and accomplish all sorts of great feats."

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

It was the treasure manifested from the first card he had drawn:

[Storage Bracelet (Green)]

[Description: Bind it with a drop of blood to use. It contains ten cubic meters of space and comes with functions such as concealing one's aura, removing dust, and calming the mind.]

The Storage Bracelet was quite useful. Even setting aside its aura-concealing and mind-calming functions, the fact that it could be used by binding it with a drop of blood alone solved the awkward predicament of Fang Yang not having begun cultivating yet.

Artifacts usable by mortals were exceedingly rare. And the Storage Bracelet could even divide its space according to his wishes, preventing its contents from contaminating one another.

For Fang Yang, it wasn't merely a storage artifact. It also meant that on the journey aboard the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, he could collect treasures that were too bulky or inconvenient to carry around.

Fang Yang came back to himself and glanced at his van, his heart filled with emotion.

Before he had awakened the memories of his past life, he'd bought it as his first car, using it to run errands and conduct business.

The bond he felt for it far surpassed anything he could feel for the luxury cars he'd bought after making his fortune.

After parting today, who knew when they would meet again?

"Old friend, if I ever prove the Dao and become an emperor, I'll make sure you're honored as an Emperor Weapon."

"Should fortune ever smile on me, I won't forget you!"

Fang Yang made his vow, then started climbing toward the summit of Mount Tai.

Six hours later, at the summit of Mount Tai.

Dusk was drawing near. Ye Fan and the others walked and stopped along the way, finally arriving at the summit.

"Fang Yang?"

Ye Fan stared in surprise at the handsome young man before him, a trace of astonishment on his face.

This old classmate had amassed a fortune of over a hundred million at such a young age. He was a busy man.

He'd never shown up at any of their high school reunions. People said he was either overseas making big deals or traveling the world with his girlfriend.

Seeing Fang Yang on Mount Tai really was a rare sight.

"Ye Fan, long time no see!"

Fang Yang rose from the rock and greeted his old classmate, whom he hadn't seen in years.

He and Ye Fan weren't especially close, but neither were they particularly distant.

They'd had conflicts in high school, but they'd also worked together through many challenges.

Time softened and blurred every memory.

After all these years, the two old classmates felt closer to each other than they had in high school.

There was no denying it.

Fang Yang did have some thoughts of clinging to the future Heavenly Emperor Ye's coattails, but he wasn't about to grovel before him. He would simply let things take their natural course.

If they became close...

That would be an unexpected bonus. If Fang Yang died one day, perhaps Ye Fan might even bring him back to life, giving him a chance at an immortal Dao of eternal life.

If they didn't...

Fang Yang believed that with his Golden Finger, he might still transcend step by step and reach the highest realm in this world.

When his past-life memories awakened and the card pool appeared, he had also naturally gained some information.

The card pool connected to the origins of various worlds. In theory, it could draw anything.

The Shrouding the Heavens World inherited the Perfect World above it and gave rise to the Sacred Ruins World below. It was a genuine multiverse.

But in the Void Sea of Heavens, there were quite a few worlds that could match or surpass it.

If he drew a card of sufficiently high grade, there was no reason the ultimate victor of the Golden Age couldn't be Fang Yang.

If he didn't have even that much ambition, he wouldn't have risked his life trying to travel to the Big Dipper aboard the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

If he stayed on Earth and looked after Ye Fan's parents, letting the elderly couple live a few years longer until Ye Fan returned from the Big Dipper, would Ye Fan really fail to reward Fang Yang?

Ye Fan and Fang Yang chatted for a while, then stood together atop Mount Tai, looking down at the distant scenery.

"To stand at the summit and see all other mountains dwarfed!"

"The ancients spoke truly!"

Ye Fan couldn't help exclaiming.

The next moment, a commotion rang out.

Ye Fan looked up.

He saw nine enormous dragon corpses pulling a coffin as they flew toward the summit of Mount Tai, about to crash down there.

"Run!"

"Mom!"

Voices rang out in a chaotic uproar as the situation began to descend into disorder.

Most people scattered in all directions, trying to escape the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin before it crashed down.

Boom!

The mountain crumbled and rocks shattered!

The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin slammed into the summit. Countless rocks broke apart, forming a rockslide that struck many people.

"Beneath the tides of fate, all mortals are but ants."

Watching this scene, Fang Yang felt the sorrow of a rabbit dying in the sight of its kin. His determination to cultivate grew all the stronger.

Mortals had only a few short decades to live, all the while suffering through birth, aging, sickness, and death. How could they compare to cultivators, free to roam at their leisure?

"What's that?"

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

"Those who don't tempt fate won't meet disaster."

Watching everyone stop on their way down the mountain, drawn by Li Xiaoman's words to the Five-Colored Altar beneath the crack, Fang Yang shook his head slightly.

But he didn't say anything.

Let others determine their own fate, and enjoy a happy life.

Why expose how much he knew about the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin for a bunch of people he had nothing to do with?

Afterward, those people might not even appreciate his kindness. They might instead bite the hand that fed them and blame him for not speaking up sooner.

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

[After boarding the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, your fate has changed drastically]

[Fate Points +1086]