[VICTORY REPORT: A great victory in the Taohe Mountain campaign! Qingkong is unstoppable, crushing the enemy general!]

[MAJOR VICTORY REPORT: Jiang Venerable Sword and Yuxuan have joined forces to break into Luoying Cloud Island, striking at the very heart of the northern territories!!]

[CRUCIAL VICTORY REPORT: The ’Monarch’ suppressed Dongfang Mobai in a single move and has forcefully subjugated him, shaking all the lands!!!]

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On the front lines, victory reports streamed in one after another, bolstering morale.

Anyone could see that it was only a matter of time before Sen Yue, leading the Changkong race, conquered the Dongfang Race.

The most obvious sign was the joyful expressions Fang Yang had been seeing recently on the faces of the four Pavilion Elders of the Sen family in the study.

He could even hear their laughter at times, which was a rare occurrence.

’It seems my official appointment is just around the corner.’

After hearing another round of their hearty laughter, Fang Yang knew that as soon as the northern territories of the Dongfang Race fell completely, he would become an official Third-level Civil Official!

In Sen Yue’s grand army, official positions were divided into six levels, with higher levels granting greater authority.

The sole sixth level was the Monarch—Sen Yue himself!

As for the fifth-level positions, they were reserved for Dao Seed Level prodigies who had also made immense contributions, such as Qingkong and Yuxuan.

Although Jiang Venerable Sword had also been a Dao Seed, he had submitted to Sen Yue’s command late in the game. With insufficient merits, he was only temporarily assigned the position of a Third-level Military Official.

Among these ranks, a Third-level Official Position was already considered one of high status and significant power.

Not to mention, Fang Yang’s was a rather special Third-level Official Position, making its value even greater.

And this was precisely why Yuming and Lin Yaoguang, who had also been top contenders that day, felt a sense of bitterness.

A Second-level Official Position was just a half-soldier, half-commander. A Third-level Official Position meant entering the ranks of generals!

Thanks to the improving situation on the front lines, Fang Yang found his recent work had become much easier.

He finally had a moment to catch his breath amidst the hustle and bustle.

During his break, Fang Yang observed his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea.

’The Fire Eagle Illusion has solidified quite a bit more. At this rate, its talons must have gone from 5% to 6% solidified.’

’Not bad, not bad. Once it solidifies another 19%, I can enter the next stage, advancing from Tier Two Elementary to Tier Two Middle!’

’It seems the White Feathered Eagle tribe has truly grown stronger. Through the feedback from the tribe, I’ve genuinely grown as well...’

Fang Yang’s thoughts filled him with a bit of joy.

Soon, his thoughts drifted to the Way of Gathering the Masses and the power of a Yun Dynasty.

He even began to wonder if Sen Yue could truly stand against a Saint.

Of course, Fang Yang also considered that if he had the free time to practice Alchemy or study killing moves, his growth would be even faster!

’Everyone, keep up the hard work. I don’t really want to be AFK, you know.’

Ultimately, Fang Yang placed immense hope in Lu Yao, Uncle Qi, and the White Feathered Eagle, all bustling on the front lines, wishing they could be just a little more impressive.

「Meanwhile, on the front-line battlefield.」

The White Feathered Eagle tribe was patrolling the periphery, their forces split into five routes, marching out in a well-organized fashion.

The White Feathered Eagle tribe of today was a far cry from what it once was.

Through Fang Yang’s secret arrangements and with access to all sorts of classified intelligence, the White Feathered Eagle tribe had expanded at a terrifying rate, growing into a tribe of about thirty-five hundred people.

The White Feathered Eagle tribe boasted strong soldiers and sturdy mounts, even surpassing some Bronze Tribes in power.

In a way, the White Feathered Eagle tribe could almost be considered half a Bronze Tribe, thanks to Seventh Uncle Fang’s presence holding the line!

At this moment, facing the flock of Gale Sparrow Fierce Beasts led by their Hundred Beasts King once again, the soldiers of the White Feathered Eagle tribe showed no fear in the face of danger.

Seventh Uncle Fang merely flicked his sleeve, and a Cyan Aura shot out instantly, causing the Gale Sparrow Hundred Beasts King to fall dead.

The next moment, the White Feathered Eagle shrieked and charged forth. Its wings were like blades, stirring up raging flames as it single-handedly dove into the flock of Gale Sparrow Fierce Beasts.

BOOM! RUMBLE—

A series of explosions rang out as a rain of blood scattered through the air.

The White Feathered Eagle fought many enemies at once, even cleaving several Tier Two Gale Sparrows in half. It was utterly brutal!

It was hard to imagine that such an awe-inspiring and invincible avian beast was a White Feathered Eagle.

"It’s gotten stronger again. It’s as if it was born for battle, for slaughter," Fang Xuan said with admiration, his heart filled with yearning.

"So powerful. Much stronger than the Cyan Deer. It seems I should propose to the Venerable One that we form a flock of eagles with the White Feathered Eagle as their leader. It would be best to cultivate a kingly aura in it," Lu Yao marveled, her thoughts running deeper.

It wasn’t just Fang Xuan, Lu Yao, and the others who were astonished by the White Feathered Eagle’s performance; even Seventh Uncle Fang was somewhat surprised.

Its growth rate was in no way inferior to that of the Frost White Flying Horse clan!

And if the White Feathered Eagle was this incredible, then what level must its master, Fang Yang, have reached? It was hard to imagine!

The only regrettable thing, however, was the difficulty the White Feathered Eagle faced in breaking through to the next major realm.

Bloodline Power was, after all, a crucial topic that Fierce Beasts could not avoid.

Seventh Uncle Fang sighed inwardly. ’I hope Ah Yang has a solution. Otherwise, with this child’s talent for combat, it would be a real shame to let it go to waste.’

...

As time passed, one hero after another took the stage, only to meet their end. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Then the next hero would appear, in a dazzling and endless succession.

Finally, not only did the Cold Flood Dragon Banner and Cangmu Banner launch their assault, but even the Liepeng Banner and the Thunder Punishment Banner joined in.

Like a bolt of lightning tearing through the dark night, the northern territories of the Dongfang Race fell completely!

The first step of the strategy proposed that day in the Monarch’s Camp had been achieved.

When Fang Yang learned of this, he was somewhat stunned.

To conquer a quarter of the Dongfang Race’s territory in less than a month was simply unbelievable.

And the beginning was often the most difficult part. The progress to come would likely be even faster!

With the first step of the strategy complete, Fang Yang, though stationed in the rear, was also set to receive thirty major merits as a member of the Monarch’s Camp.

Even though it was less than what Jiang Venerable Sword and Ji Juyun would receive, it was still a considerable achievement.

Although the distribution of war merits hadn’t been formally implemented, the four Pavilion Elders—Flower, Bird, Fish, and Insect—already knew the score.

"Ah Yang, there’s no need to be in such a hurry with your work. You can take your time," Elder Bird said softly.

Fang Yang’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly replied, "Yes, Pavilion Elder."

This was the first time. The first time Elder Bird had ever shown him, Fang Yang, any goodwill.

At this point, it was clear that none of the four Pavilion Elders were against him.

He understood. He was truly about to be made official, to have his Third-level Official Position secured!

「Dusk.」

The setting sun cast its fading light.

Fang Yang had already returned to the White Feathered Eagle’s encampment.

He was currently feeding fodder to the Small Frost Horse, nurturing their bond.

CRACKLE...

Just then, small white flames suddenly flickered to life in the Small Frost Horse’s eyes.

These white flames weren’t hot; on the contrary, they felt somewhat cold.

’It will soon be able to absorb Primordial Qi and transform from a wild beast into a Fierce Beast. As expected, in the world of Fierce Beasts, Bloodline Power is everything,’ Fang Yang mused once again.

It wasn’t that he was being overly biased, but the Small Frost Horse’s Bloodline Power was simply superior to the White Feathered Eagle’s.

The Small Frost Horse just had to eat, sleep, and play around, and its strength would grow naturally. Once it reached adulthood, it would be a Tier Four Fierce Beast at the very least.

The White Feathered Eagle, however, was different. It had to endure harsh trials and a baptism of blood and fire just to break its limits and continue growing.

Moreover, it was plain to see that the upper limit of the White Feathered Eagle’s species was very low, far inferior to the Frost White Flying Horses!