“Yes! It's been really difficult! The heavens haven’t let him down! He’s lost one lifebound beast, but when one door closes, another one opens! Twelfth life phase—that’s the same cultivation level as Feng Qingyu, isn’t it?" 

Gaze fiery, Feng Shenyu roared with laughter.

“The twelfth life phase is the safest! It’s just a little short of the twelfth death phase in terms of strength. As long as he doesn’t enter the death phase, he can live for at least three hundred years, unlike Ghoul Kings Di Zang and Po Suo, who have little time to live. Even Dugu Jin has taken that last step, so he’ll either become a god or die. It's better not to enter the death phase!” Fang Yuqing laughed with tears in her eyes. 

She was both excited and relieved witnessing the middle-aged man finally fulfill his dream. As the woman who had remained quietly by his side for two hundred years, the joy she felt surpassed everything. She couldn't even control her tears. All eighty thousand people of the Sterling House of Fang soon knew what had happened. 

“Congratulations, House King!” 

Cheers...