The Third Fate Attribute: Wood-Thunder Body

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Your Majesty, Consort Ning requests an audience."

Consort Ning!

The moment Emperor Yuanchu heard "Consort Ning," he instantly understood her purpose.

He put down the memorial in his hand and said indifferently, "Grant her an audience!"

"Announcing Consort Ning's audience!"

As the eunuch's sharp voice rang out, a beautiful woman in a purple palace dress gracefully walked in with light, elegant steps.

The perfectly tailored purple palace dress clung to Consort Ning's delicate figure, making her tall, graceful, and exceptionally alluring.

She was like a ripe, juicy fruit, waiting for its owner to pick it.

Today, for her son's position in government, Consort Ning had brought out a battle robe she hadn't worn in years.

Graceful and fragrant, she exuded an irresistible charm.

The eunuchs in the Hall of Mental Cultivation all lowered their heads, not daring to glance at her.

"Your Majesty, this is lotus seed soup that I personally made."

"Let me feed you while it's still warm."

Seeing Consort Ning trying so hard to please him, Emperor Yuanchu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Ever since Heng'er was afflicted with the Ten Absolute Poisons, Consort Ning had been very laid-back, and it had been a long time since she had vied for his favor like this.

"Wan'er, you've come for Heng'er."

"Your Majesty sees everything clearly; nothing can be hidden from you."

"Heng'er has already embarked on the path of cultivation, and his health has greatly improved."

"Your humble concubine wishes to give Heng'er more responsibilities and some experience, so that he may share your burdens in the future."

Consort Ning's voice was melodious, soft, and gentle.

Her words were frank and direct, without any pretense or concealment.

Having been in the palace for twenty years, she knew Emperor Yuanchu, her bedfellow, all too well.

The entire Yujing City was under his control.

He was observant and meticulous; there was nothing he didn't know.

The thing Emperor Yuanchu hated most was deception.

Therefore, from start to finish, Consort Ning had no intention of hiding anything; she simply stated her purpose openly.

"Where does Heng'er want to go?"

"The Seed Selection Department!"

Emperor Yuanchu's brows furrowed, as if in confusion. "As his mother, aren't you going to try to dissuade him?"

"A grown son is beyond his mother's control."

"Heng'er insists on going to the Seed Selection Department, and there's nothing I, as his mother, can do."

"I ask Your Majesty to grant his wish."

"After Heng'er suffers some setbacks and hardships, he will naturally change his mind."

Consort Ning curtsied gracefully to Emperor Yuanchu.

"Since my beloved concubine has said as much, if I don't agree, wouldn't it be my fault?"

"Your humble concubine wouldn't dare."

"Issue the decree!"

Eunuch Su stepped forward, listening respectfully.

"Let the Ninth Prince be appointed Assistant Director of the Seed Selection Department, to observe his future performance."

"Ninth Prince, please receive the decree."

"Your son accepts the decree."

Fang Heng held the imperial decree and bowed towards the palace.

"Eunuch Su, thank you for your trouble. Please come in for a cup of tea first."

"This servant serves His Majesty; how could I bear the word 'trouble'?"

Fang Heng gave Yun Menglan a look, and Yun Menglan understood immediately, discreetly slipping Eunuch Su a silver note.

This Eunuch Su was the Emperor's confidant, and Fang Heng naturally didn't want to offend him.

Eunuch Su expertly pocketed the banknotes, not bothering to come inside for tea.

"Your Highness, His Majesty toils day and night, managing affairs of state. This servant must attend to him, so I won't trouble Your Highness any further."

"Oh, and His Majesty understands that Your Highness is only just recovering. The Seed Selection Department is a busy place, so if you find yourself overwhelmed, you might consider consulting with Consort Ning more often."

"Many thanks for the advice, Eunuch Su."

A flicker of surprise crossed Fang Heng's eyes.

This influential Eunuch Su was actually showing goodwill to him, an unremarkable prince.

"Aunt Yun, please see Eunuch Su out."

As Eunuch Su walked out of the Ninth Prince's residence, he sighed inwardly.

Others might not know, but as Emperor Yuanchu's confidant, he understood Emperor Yuanchu's thoughts all too well.

Because of that assassination back then, Emperor Yuanchu felt guilty towards Consort Ning and her son.

Though the Ninth Prince had no hope of ascending to the throne, he was absolutely not to be offended.

If Consort Ning were to complain and weep, stirring up Emperor Yuanchu's guilt, then even gods couldn't save him.

After seeing off Eunuch Su, Fang Heng glanced at the imperial decree, a slight curve to his lips.

My mother sure is efficient.

It didn't even take half a day for her to secure the position in the Seed Selection Department.

The Seed Selection Department was one of the four main departments under the Ministry of Agriculture.

The Director was the head official of the Seed Selection Department, holding a fifth-rank official position.

Next in line was him, the Assistant Director.

The Assistant Director was the second-in-command of the Seed Selection Department, holding a junior fifth-rank position, with the authority to assist the Director.

Within the Seed Selection Department, he was second only to one person, yet above thousands.

Considering his identity as a prince, it wouldn't even be difficult to sideline the Director of the Seed Selection Department.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on joining the Ministry of Agriculture for training."

Yun Menglan curtsied gracefully, her elegant and dignified aura like a spring breeze brushing against one's heart, making people relax involuntarily.

"Aunt Yun, you're congratulating me too early."

"The position of Assistant Director in the Seed Selection Department is only the first step."

Just then, Suddenly, A line of small characters appeared before Fang Heng's eyes.

Destiny Points +1000!

This…

Fang Heng's expression remained calm, showing no surprise.

But inwardly, it was as if a giant rock had been dropped into a calm lake, stirring up a massive commotion.

1000 Destiny Points had appeared out of thin air.

Focusing his thoughts, Fang Heng quickly understood the origin of the Destiny Points.

These one thousand Destiny Points came from the position of Assistant Director in the Seed Selection Department.

Based on what Fang Heng currently understood, there were only two ways to gain Destiny Points.

One, expand the pie.

Two, get a larger slice of the pie.

Whether it was his identity as the Ninth Prince, or his position as Assistant Director of the Seed Selection Department, both were about getting a slice of the pie.

He had gained a portion of the Great Qian Dynasty's overall National Destiny.

These sudden 1000 National Destiny Points were like an unexpected windfall, giving Fang Heng a pleasant little surprise.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Fang Heng pretended to be nonchalant and returned to his study.

Then, he silently chanted, "Condense Fate Attribute."

His Fate Map trembled slightly, vibrating.

A massive surge of air swept in.

It converged from all directions, flowing into the center and coalescing into one.

Immediately after, within this swirling vortex of air, A profound purple hue suddenly leaped out, clearly visible.

The purple light grew brighter and brighter, as if it would illuminate the entire night.

Finally, it coalesced into a purple star.

It shimmered alongside the golden sun and the red star.

At this moment, there were three stars within his Fate Map.

The golden sun, symbolizing the Innate Immortal Seed.

The red star, symbolizing the Awakening of Insects Master.

And the purple star, symbolizing the Wood-Thunder Body.

Wood-Thunder Body (Purple): A top-tier physique for cultivating the Wood-Thunder Cultivation Method. Comprehension of the Wood-Thunder Cultivation Method increases threefold, and the power of its techniques is three times that of ordinary cultivators.

Another special cultivation physique.

Fang Heng's eyes narrowed as he looked at the description of the Fate Attribute.

Both the Wood-Thunder Body and the Innate Immortal Seed were talent-based Fate Attributes.

The former specialized in the Wood-Thunder Cultivation Method, making its power far surpass that of ordinary cultivators.

The latter was more encompassing; it allowed one to quickly grasp all Daoist methods, truly an innate seed for cultivation.

These two cultivation talents each had their own strengths.