Ten Consecutive Draws

The coffin's interior was quiet and deep.

Fang Yang's smile went unseen in the darkness.

The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin carried a heavy weight of Cause and Effect, running through the entire Shrouding the Heavens Trilogy.

Even though he'd only hitched a ride, he'd still gained a great many Fate Points. That was nothing strange.

"Ten consecutive draws!"

Without hesitation, Fang Yang used up those Fate Points on the spot.

He wasn't a miser.

He'd have to draw sooner or later, so he might as well do it now.

[One grain of sand (White)]

[A single blade of grass (White)]

[A baby bottle (White)]

[Century-Old Ice Silkworm Soul Ring (Green)]

[Hao Dong Three Ultimates (Green)]

[Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass (Green)]

[Mortal Body Origin (Green)]

[Essence Pill (Green)]

[Tiger-Wolf Pill (Green)]

[Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword (Purple)]

What most caught Fang Yang's eye wasn't the purple card, but [Hao Dong Three Ultimates].

Memories from his previous life began to attack him.

So cringe. So painfully cringe!

Fang Yang couldn't even bring himself to focus and check the card's detailed description. He hurriedly looked at the others instead.

The three white cards were all useless junk. No need to waste time on them.

Among the six green cards, there were still some good things.

There was no need to mention the Century-Old Ice Silkworm Soul Ring. Setting aside its origins in a bottom-tier fantasy world, Fang Yang didn't even have a martial soul capable of absorbing a Soul Ring.

Useless. Next.

The Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass... Well, it had a grand-sounding name, but it was really just an ordinary spirit herb, a medicinal plant native to Shrouding the Heavens. It was at least a little useful.

Mortal Body Origin. Now that was interesting.

Fang Yang focused, bringing up the card's detailed description.

[Mortal Body Origin (Green)]

[Description: The origin of an ordinary Mortal Body with the aptitude for cultivation. Absorbing it can strengthen one's origin and improve one's cultivation aptitude.]

A good find!

Fang Yang's eyes lit up.

Not all Mortal Bodies were the same.

An ordinary person's Mortal Body was weak in every way.

Heavenly Emperor Ye's Mortal Body was powerful in every way.

If he could draw more Mortal Body Origins in the future, could their accumulated effect rival a Divine Body... or even a Sacred Body?

Fang Yang felt a surge of anticipation, but didn't use it rashly, worried it might cause some strange phenomenon. Instead, he turned to the two pills.

[Essence Pill (Green)]

[Description: A specialty pill produced by the Ascension Sect in the World of Eternal Life. Refined from spirit stones, a hundred kinds of herbs, and other ingredients, it contains the essence of primordial energy.]

[Tiger-Wolf Pill (Green)]

[Description: Produced in the World of Dragon Talisman. After taking it, one gains the strength and spirit of a tiger and wolf. It can give the timid the ferocity of a tiger and wolf.]

Both pills were green quality, but the latter's color was deeper than the former's. Its medicinal power was clearly stronger.

Next, Fang Yang looked at the final card.

Intricate, eerie purple patterns adorned its edges. A purple-gold sword, wrapped in dragon qi, gave off an impression of peerless sharpness.

[Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword (Purple)]

[Description: A life-bound weapon forged by a powerful figure from the Great Xia Dynasty in the World of Shrouding the Heavens. It contains Imperial Dragon Qi and possesses astonishing destructive power.]

"Purple cards are only two tiers above green, yet the difference is this huge?"

Fang Yang was a little stunned.

The cards in the Card Pool were divided by quality into various colors: white, green, blue, purple, red, gold...

Green cards were still things like storage implements, the Tiger-Wolf Pill, and even the Century-Old Ice Silkworm Soul Ring—items that only touched the edges of the supernatural.

Purple cards, on the other hand, reached straight into the domain of the final secret realm of the Shrouding Method: the Immortal Platform Secret Realm. The gap was truly enormous.

But that was a good thing.

Even if it was only a weapon modeled after the Supreme Emperor Sword by a powerful figure, its might couldn't be underestimated. It gave him a powerful trump card.

After all, even in the Big Dipper, powerful figures were already among the strongest of the current era.

While Fang Yang was examining the ten cards, Pang Bo had hurried back inside the coffin and finished explaining that he wasn't a ghost, but a real, living person.

"When can we get out of this place? There's so much commotion outside. Someone should come rescue us soon, right?"

Pang Bo was extremely agitated.

Heaven knew, all he'd wanted was to attend a class reunion. Instead, they'd ended up having it inside a coffin. He'd never been so unlucky.

"I want to go home..."

A few of the female classmates had already begun to sob quietly.

They'd all been to college. They couldn't claim to be especially educated, but they knew their situation was far from good.

With such a bizarre Ancient Bronze Coffin, would the rescue team really be able to get them out, even if they came?

"Fang Yang, what do you think?"

Seeing Fang Yang calm and composed, Ye Fan couldn't help asking him.

People admired the strong.

Ye Fan had made a success of himself, and had bought a Mercedes at a young age. That was why he could truly appreciate what it meant for Fang Yang to be worth over a hundred million.

So at that moment, Ye Fan chose to talk with Fang Yang and hear his thoughts.

"Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, descending from the sky."

"After we fell into the coffin, do you think the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin will stay here, or set off and leave Mount Tai?"

Fang Yang casually said two sentences, and Ye Fan's expression changed dramatically.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of this. He'd simply ignored the possibility without realizing it.

Now that Fang Yang had pointed it out, he couldn't help thinking of his parents.

"If I die, what will happen to Mom and Dad?"

Ye Fan's thoughts were a tangled mess.

Next, Zhou Yi suggested they explore the space and look for a possible exit. Everyone immediately gathered into groups.

In such a pitch-black place, no one was willing to leave the group. Even Ye Fan was about to follow them.

"I'm not going."

Fang Yang shook his head in response to Ye Fan's invitation.

He planned to use the opportunity to take the Tiger-Wolf Pill, build up his strength, and prepare for the coming trip to Mars.

Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't try to persuade him.

In a place like this, staying put might actually be safer.

After the others had gone some distance away,

Fang Yang tapped [Tiger-Wolf Pill] with his mind, materializing it.

"So this is the Tiger-Wolf Pill?"

He looked at the jade-green pill in his palm, paused for a moment, then put it in his mouth and swallowed.

Its medicinal power dissolved into a stream of green qi, flowing back and forth through the body's nine orifices, transforming his flesh and adding the strength of a tiger and wolf.

After just a few breaths, Fang Yang felt the abundant power within him and smiled with satisfaction.

Then he materialized the [Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword].

A brilliant golden long sword floated in midair. The tiny dragon patterns on its blade, fine as mosquitoes, seemed alive as they flowed and roamed freely.

Fang Yang reached out and gripped the sword, giving it a couple of light swings before putting it into his Storage Bracelet.

Suddenly, the Ancient Bronze Coffin seemed to strike something and began shaking violently.

The coffin tilted, and its lid slid aside, revealing a gap wide enough for two people to pass through side by side. A ray of light shone in.

The crowd saw hope and rushed toward the opening.

But when they emerged from the coffin and looked around, all they saw was a reddish-brown desert wasteland. This was nowhere near the summit of Mount Tai.

"Where the hell have we ended up?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.