Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 145 The Birth of the Underworld Emperor

When Fang Heng arrived at the Phoenix Ridge Spirit Field, he heard Tao Yao's joyful voice.

"Daddy, look how great Yaoyao is!"

As the childish voice fell, three white peaches flew out, piercing through the void, and landed in Fang Heng's hand.

Fang Heng looked down and saw that the three white peaches were quite strange, giving him a dreamlike and unreal feeling.

It's like trying to see flowers through the fog; you can't see them clearly.

This is the Mirror Flower, Water Moon Peach!

Moreover, Tao Yao cultivated three peaches in one go.

Fang Heng's eyes lit up, and the brilliance in his eyes was so dazzling that it seemed to tear the sky apart.

"Yaoyao, you truly are my good daughter."

Hearing Fang Heng's praise, the joy emanating from the peach tree became even more intense, almost tangible.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"The Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach has already been cultivated. Next, Yaoyao wants to cultivate the Nine Tribulations Blood Soul Peach!"

Tao Yao's initiative, even her eagerness, piqued Fang Heng's curiosity.

Even the most hardworking people wouldn't be this enthusiastic.

"Yaoyao, will cultivating spirit peaches greatly benefit your cultivation?" Fang Heng asked tentatively.

Tao Yao was completely innocent and spoke frankly.

"Father is so smart. He guessed it before Yaoyao even said anything."

“After each promotion, Yaoyao will receive the cultivation method of the Spirit Peach.”

"Only after completing the cultivation can one be considered to have successfully cultivated and can attempt to reach a higher realm."

"If we cannot cultivate the corresponding spirit peaches, then we will be stuck at our current level forever."

After hearing Tao Yao's words, Fang Heng's face immediately showed a look of sudden realization.

That's it!

Cultivating spirit peaches is part of Tao Yao's cultivation practice.

If you can't train them, you can't get promoted!
No wonder...

Fang Heng was speechless for a moment, and could only describe Tao Yao's fate as that of a beast of burden.

“To cultivate the Nine Tribulations Blood Soul Peach, you need a sixth-grade spirit field, four portions of sweet rain, three portions of ninth-realm demon beast meat, two portions of thunderfire black iron, and one portion of misty purple qi.”

“Sweet rain and misty purple aura are not difficult to obtain.”

"Thunderfire Black Iron and Ninth Realm demon beast meat are not easy to find; it will take some time."

"Yaoyao, wait patiently, Daddy will help you collect the money as soon as possible."

After agreeing to Tao Yao's request, Fang Heng instructed Chu Yunzheng to help him acquire Thunderfire Profound Iron and the meat of Ninth Realm demon beasts.

"Please grant me a month, Your Highness, and I will certainly acquire everything Your Highness requires."

Chu Yunzheng cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and solemnly assured them.

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng showed a hint of surprise on his face and asked with concern.

"Is a month enough?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, I have already made progress on both the meat of ninth-realm demon beasts and the Thunderfire Profound Iron."

"I think the acquisition will be completed soon."

Seeing Chu Yunzheng's confident demeanor, Fang Heng believed his story.

At the same time, he also expressed his admiration for Yun Menglan's evaluation of Chu Yunzheng.

Chu Yunzheng does indeed have remarkable talent in interpersonal communication and business operations.

Fang Heng stood up, patted Chu Yunzheng on the shoulder, and said calmly.

"Do your job well."

"A good position has recently become vacant in the Xuanjia Army. I will help your brother get it done."

Upon hearing Fang Heng's promise, Chu Yunzheng's face flushed with excitement.

Fang Heng's uncle is the deputy general of the Xuanjia Army.

Chu Yunzheng was well aware of this.

Therefore, when he heard Fang Heng say that there were vacancies in the Xuanjia Army, he had no doubts whatsoever, but was extremely excited.

This is the chance for the Chu family to rise again!

Although he is good at interpersonal communication and business operations.

However, within the Great Qian Dynasty, it was ultimately not something that could be considered respectable.

For descendants of military families like theirs, the only way to restore their family's honor is to return to a military career. With His Highness's guidance, their path will undoubtedly be much smoother.

"On behalf of Yun Ge, I thank Your Highness!"

Fang Heng smiled, a knowing look in his eyes.

If you want your subordinates to work for you and motivate them, you'll inevitably have to make grand promises.

However, Fang Heng is not an unscrupulous capitalist; he will naturally deliver on his promises.

Positions in the Xuanjia Army are highly sought after; there are simply no vacancies.

However, Fang Heng still made the promise.

Once the Crown Prince has purged the court of corrupt officials and the Xuanjia Army has rendered great service, we will definitely need to expand their recruitment!
When the time comes, stuffing Chu Yunge in will be a piece of cake.

After dismissing Chu Yunzheng, Fang Heng took out a Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach and dripped a drop of his essence blood onto it.

The essence and blood merged into the mirror flower, water moon peach.

The next second, a mysterious blood-red pattern appeared on the white surface of the mirror flower and water moon.

At the same time, Fang Heng could clearly feel that there was a close connection between himself and the Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach.

It felt as if they were flesh and blood, as if the mirage before my eyes was an organ of mine.

Fang Heng knew that as long as he had a thought, the illusory peach blossoms in front of him could transform into his own avatar.

After pondering for a moment, he suppressed the urge to try it and put away the Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach.

The situation was complicated on the second day of the second lunar month.

Fang Heng planned to use the avatar created by the Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach to enter the God-Slaying Array and search for the origin of the Book of Life and Death.

An avatar created from a mirage of a flower in a mirror and a peach in the water can only last for one hour.

Fang Heng was not confident that he could find the origin of the Book of Life and Death within an hour.

Therefore, Fang Heng was reluctant to use a Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach to test it.

The second day of the second lunar month is just around the corner, and there is no time left to cultivate a second batch of Mirror Flower Water Moon Peach for him.

"call--"

"hope everything is fine!"

Fang Heng exhaled a long breath, his deep gaze fixed on the direction of the God-Slaying Formation.

……

Time flies like an arrow; a few days have passed in a flash.

On February , the dragon looked up.

It is the beginning of the year, the day when the yang energy first rises.

The atmosphere in Yujing City was as usual, just like any other ordinary day.

However, Fang Heng remained solemn, waiting for the movements within the God-Slaying Formation.

Besides Fang Heng, the Crown Prince from the Imperial Clan Court was also waiting for the God-Slaying Formation to make a move.

A buzzing sound——

Fang Heng seemed to sense something and stood up, suddenly looking into the interior of the God-Slaying Formation.

Within the God-Slaying Formation, winds and clouds surged.

The thick fog filled the sky, converging into a huge vortex.

It seemed as if something was being conceived.

Fang Heng quickly activated his Divine Eye of Insight and looked at the vortex.

In the distance, one could vaguely see a colossal figure slowly taking shape in the void.

At this moment, the spirit's voice entered Fang Heng's mind.

"Master, the Yin Emperor is condensing his body."

"Once the body is fully condensed, it will be the time when the Underworld Emperor completely grasps the power of the Great Dao and is born."

The spirit of the artifact, who possessed the divine eye, spoke with a hint of reminiscence.

He had seen a similar scene ten thousand years ago.

The vortex of clouds and mist within the God-Slaying Formation did not last long.

Just fifteen minutes later.

The whirlpool dissipated, and the wind and waves subsided, as if nothing had happened.

Only the divine body, refined to its ultimate form, can suppress the void.

The King of the Underworld has been born!
(End of this chapter)