Before long, Fang Yang returned to the Sea God Pavilion.
Inside the Sea God Pavilion's council hall, everyone was already seated around the agarwood table.
In the spacious hall, the fragrant scent of wood flowed gently, complementing the shimmering waves of the Sea God Lake visible through the windows.
Sunlight filtered through the carved wooden windows, casting mottled shadows on the polished floor.
The group had been chatting softly in a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere—until Fang Yang's figure appeared in the doorway.
Gu Yuena looked up, her amethyst eyes swirling with concern: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Fang Yang walked slowly toward his empty seat, his voice calm and steady, betraying no emotion.
The others' gazes converged on him in unison, and the hall gradually fell silent.
Seeing this, Ya Li spoke gently, "Fang Yang, was that phone call something important?"
"Nothing much. Chen Xinjie's matter has been resolved." After taking his seat, Fang Yang spoke indifferently.
"What?"
A flash of surprise crossed Ya Li's eyes. "You mean..."
"I just spoke with the Federal Speaker."
Fang Yang's tone remained flat. "Chen Xinjie will no longer be our problem."
"What? The Federal Speaker?!"
These words were like a stone thrown into a still lake, creating ripples in everyone's hearts.
For a moment, the council hall fell deathly silent. Only the faint sound of waves lapping against the shore outside the window could be heard.
The group exchanged glances, all seeing the disbelief in each other's eyes.
The Speaker of the Sun-Moon Federation—that was an existence standing at the pinnacle of power across the entire continent. Even Titled Douluo rarely had the opportunity to meet with such a person.
Yet Fang Yang could speak with him directly and so casually resolve a problem at the level of War God Hall Master Chen Xinjie?
Fang Yang looked at everyone, his voice calm: "Don't worry, everyone. It's fine now."
Only then did the group slowly recover, nodding one by one, though they remained immersed in the shock of the news.
"By the way."
Fang Yang shifted the topic. "I have gifts for you."
"What gifts?"
Xie Yue asked eagerly, his eyes full of anticipation.
Tang Wulin and the others also turned to look at Fang Yang, their curiosity evident.
Fang Yang said nothing. He merely slowly raised his right hand.
A soft golden light swirled in his palm, gradually condensing into a sphere of light.
Mysterious patterns of light flowed across the sphere's surface, and inside, galaxies seemed to rotate, emanating heart-stirring fluctuations.
"This... this is...?!"
Ya Li's beautiful eyes widened. Sensing the vast divine power contained within the sphere, even her breathing involuntarily quickened.
Wu Zhangkong's expression also tightened, and frost energy unconsciously circulated around him. He stared intently at that sphere of light, clearly sensing the extraordinary aura within.
"Divine position inheritance!"
Fang Yang spoke indifferently, his voice calm.
This was what he had obtained through a transaction with the Plane Consciousness Avatar back then.
This golden sphere sealed away numerous divine positions of the Douluo Plane.
Although most were merely second and third-tier godhoods, they were more than enough for everyone present.
Apart from the first-tier End God position specifically reserved for Fang Yang, this was everything the Douluo Plane could provide.
After all, this plane's level was limited—it could not nurture higher-level God King positions.
In the laws of the Douluo Continent, and indeed the entire Divine Realm, becoming a god granted one eternal life.
Gods did not perish from lifespan exhaustion; they could only be killed by more powerful gods.
Fang Yang's gaze slowly swept across everyone present, his voice steady and powerful: "These divine positions will be matched to you according to your respective martial souls."
"Accepting the divine position inheritance will set you on the path to godhood."
The golden sphere slowly rotated in his palm, and the divine power fluctuations it emitted made the air in the entire council hall grow heavy. Fang Yang lightly tapped with his fingertip, and several streams of light separated from the sphere, flying toward those present.
Each stream of light contained different divine power fluctuations, resonating wonderfully with their respective martial souls.
Before Ya Li floated a holy white light containing the divine power of life and healing, perfectly matching her Prayer Angel martial soul.
Before Wu Zhangkong floated an icy-blue light emanating extreme cold, echoing his Heavenly Frost Sword martial soul.
Beams of divine light circulated within the Sea God Pavilion, illuminating the entire council hall as if a divine realm had descended.
Everyone sensed the aura of the divine positions resonating with them, and excitement appeared on their faces.
"Alright, you may accept the inheritance here in the Sea God Pavilion," Fang Yang said.
"Gu Yue, Na'er, let's leave."
"Alright."
Gu Yuena nodded gently, her silver hair gleaming softly in the divine light.
"Big brother..."
Na'er's voice was sweet as she obediently took Fang Yang's arm.
Fang Yang petted Na'er's hair affectionately, then turned and left with Gu Yuena and Na'er.
The three figures disappeared through the doorway, and the Sea God Pavilion's great doors slowly closed, separating the inside from the outside.
Everyone gazed at the divine position inheritances floating before them, their eyes shining with excitement and anticipation.
The path to godhood was right before their eyes!
Ya Li was the first to reach out, lightly touching the holy white light before her.
The light instantly enveloped her, and the aura of life spread outward.
Wu Zhangkong also unhesitatingly grasped the icy-blue light before him, and extreme cold power instantly swept through the entire hall.
Tang Wulin, Xie Yue, and the others also began accepting their divine position inheritances.
For a time, divine lights circulated within the Sea God Pavilion, various colors interweaving in brilliant display. The powerful divine power fluctuations made the entire building tremble slightly.
Fang Yang stood outside the Sea God Pavilion with Gu Yuena and Na'er. Sensing the divine power fluctuations emanating from within, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"This way, Shrek's strength will achieve a qualitative leap," Gu Yuena said softly.
Na'er also nodded in agreement: "With these divine position inheritances, everyone can obtain eternal life. Big brother thought this through so thoroughly."
Fang Yang's gaze was distant: "This is only the beginning."
He had originally considered constructing the Heaven-Refining Qi Tower to elevate everyone's strength, but after careful consideration, he temporarily set aside that idea.
Now was not yet the time—not until he spread his teachings across the world and transformed the entire Douluo Plane's cultivation system.
"The divine position inheritance is proceeding smoothly," Gu Yuena said softly, sensing the changes in aura within the pavilion.
Fang Yang nodded slightly: "Each person's divine position perfectly matches their martial soul. There shouldn't be any problems."
"Next, we simply wait for them to slowly digest this opportunity."
The three stood quietly by the shore of the Sea God Lake, waiting for everyone to complete their divine position inheritances.
Fang Yang's gaze looked into the distance, as if contemplating long-term plans.
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Aolai City, Red Mountain Academy.
"Teacher Lin Ximeng, have you really decided to resign?" The Red Mountain Academy principal pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying regret.
Lin Ximeng stood before the desk, nodding gently: "Yes, Principal. I have some personal matters to attend to and need to leave for a while."
The Red Mountain principal sighed: "What a pity. You are one of our school's most outstanding teachers."
"However, since you've decided, I won't force you to stay."
"Thank you for your care over the years, Principal." Lin Ximeng bowed, a complex light flashing in her eyes.
After leaving the principal's office, Lin Ximeng walked alone along the familiar paths of Red Mountain Academy.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows upon her.
The moment Lin Ximeng stepped out of the school gate, she suddenly paused.
"I... remember everything..."
She murmured to herself, her eyes suddenly growing profound.
In the next moment, her figure dissipated where she stood, leaving no trace behind.
A gentle breeze blew past, with only a few fallen leaves swirling in place.
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