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Chapter 112 The Path to Immortality! (Eight chapters, please subscribe!)

"Fellow Daoist, you've taken this item out rather too easily."

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled bitterly, vaguely sensing something amiss. No one was a fool; Yang An's nonchalant attitude must have some ulterior motive.

This is almost a no-brainer. A divine object that can automatically condense source stones has never been seen in ancient history. Perhaps it was left behind by an ancient emperor, or perhaps it was created by some extraordinary genius.

If someone obtains it, they will probably keep it in the tomb and never reveal a single detail.

“The speed at which source stones can be condensed is very fast. Roughly estimated, ten catties of source stones can be obtained in half an hour... Over the years, it is unimaginable.” Dao Yi Saint Son was moved, his eyes flashing.

“That’s right. I’ve measured it. It can produce at least two hundred catties of source stones a day, and sometimes as many as three hundred catties. When placed in a place rich in the essence of heaven and earth, it automatically condenses source stones.” Yang An smiled and pushed the array plate in front of Yao Yuekong.

"I've heard that the Heavenly Demon Palace has an auction house. Could you help me estimate the price?"

"Thank you for your trust, fellow Daoist." Yao Yuekong's hands trembled slightly as he took the Source Stone Array Plate. He studied it carefully and found that the patterns of flying immortals, the worship of all races, the primordial chaos, and even the aura of the immortal path formed a unique style.

"It resembles an ancient artifact from the Daoist realm!"

He gave his assessment, assuming the item was precious and its function was exactly as Yang An described.

"Even disregarding the immortal patterns it contains, its ability to condense source stones out of thin air alone is worth at least hundreds of millions of kilograms of source stones!"

With 100,000 resources a year, you can break even in a thousand years.

The major holy lands and aristocratic families, with enough patience, can allow a Dragon Transformation Elder to live for over a thousand years, while the lifespan of a Sentai Elder starts at two thousand years, which is only the time it takes for a Holy Lord to be replaced.

Moreover, and most importantly, its array patterns can be analyzed. If we can decipher and extract them, wouldn't that provide a continuous source of Originium?

It also involves immortal secrets.

Its true value is immeasurable!
Even Yang An couldn't completely deny that the people of the Shrouding Heavens could research something on their own, or rather, they certainly could. If it were a Great Emperor, he could almost perfectly understand it and make the array plate reappear.

To put it simply, Yang An merely pointed out the underlying idea; it's easy for those who know how, but difficult for those who don't.

The existence of the Secret Realm Technique is too short. Many branches of civilization, such as weapon crafting, alchemy, formations, and runes, have not yet reached their peak and are somewhat lacking. However, given an opportunity, a great change is not a problem.

Only then will it be the beginning of the evolution from the human universe to the immortal civilization!
The Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Zones are wrong, the Heavenly Venerables and Ancient Emperors are all wrong!
Civilization and wisdom are born only through communication, and the same is true for the path of immortality. If emperors of ancient and modern times join forces to explore the path of immortality, even if the path to immortality through nine lifetimes in the mortal world is far beyond reach, longevity and prolongation of life will not be difficult for a group of outstanding individuals.

With millions of years of accumulation, surely a few true immortals could be created?

It's still a matter of going in the wrong direction; the further we go, the more wrong we become!

"Then let's put our hopes on the auction at the Heavenly Demon Palace. Let's set the date for five days from now!" Yang An said calmly, and then left the banquet with Yan Ruyu.

He wasn't afraid that Yao Yue would leave empty-handed. If they kept his things, the entire Heavenly Demon Palace would pay the price. Besides, they weren't so foolish as to ruin their reputation.

"Phew!" After Yang An left, many of the holy sons and daughters seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Its grandeur is overwhelming, too breathtaking to look at directly!" was their assessment.

"Is this the majesty of the ruler? It is indeed extraordinary."

"Yaoguang, can you tell his cultivation level?" Ji Haoyue asked. Yaoguang Saint Son shook his head, "Like the Dao Palace."

Anyone could see that. But the Holy Son of Yao Guang added in his heart, "His physique is unparalleled, and his bloodline is unimaginable!"

"Successor of the Gods" is not a particularly profound title in the world of "Covering the Sky." All the divine bodies of all generations can be called that, as they are sublimated to the extreme and can open the Pure Land of the God King, the sigh of the gods, and other ultimate skills.

The Ruthless Great Emperor single-handedly slaughtered all the kings, stood alone in the Nine Heavens, and buried the myths!
King Body, Divine Body, Heavenly Demon Body, Dao Body—countless bodies of all kinds have fallen. If it weren't for the Holy Son of Yao Guang inheriting the Undying Heavenly Art and being familiar with all kinds of bodies, he would almost suspect that this ruler was a Holy Body, a Tyrant Body, or even a Chaos Body, an Innate Holy Body, or a Dao Embryo.

He wasn't really sure about the latter two; there was very little information about the Chaos Body and the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo in the Undying Heavenly Art.

"Or perhaps it's a mutated physique? The first case in the world!" The Holy Son of Yaoguang pondered, his gaze unfathomable.

"They all seem to believe it," Yan Ruyu said, her tone relaxed as she walked out.

"Most of it is the truth." Yang An's gaze was deep. He released an array plate to observe the reactions of the holy land families. 100,000 catties of source stones a year, although exaggerated, the holy lands themselves mined source ore and actually gained much more than that.

"Since we have some time, let's take a look around the Holy City."

This was also Yan Ruyu's first time visiting the Northern Holy City. She was not very old and came from the lineage of the Azure Emperor. She hid in a secluded secret realm and rarely appeared in the world. Now, looking at the bustling divine city, her eyes shone with excitement.

“Okay!” Yang An replied.

The two visited the ten scenic spots of the Holy City, and witnessed places like the Immortal Lake and the Heavenly Palace. Some of these places of pleasure were even ranked. It was said that the Miaoyu Nunnery was famous, and An Miaoyi, a woman whose beauty surpassed that of the Eastern Wilderness, would soon come to the Holy City, attracting the interest of countless young masters and holy sons of various sects.

News also came from the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty that the most outstanding child of the current emperor was going to be born.

The Golden Family of Beiyuan, the Hundred Schools of Thought of Zhongzhou, the Holy Son of the Great Sect, the Old Sect Master with little life left, one thing after another.

It wasn't just because the Nine Holy Lands were negotiating with Yang An, but also because the Imperial Palace had appeared. Some people had already confirmed that it came from the Ruthless Great Emperor, who saw a ghostly face that seemed to be both crying and laughing.

There are many reasons why Yang An sat down for peace talks.

"Interesting." Yang An only gave a two-word evaluation. The greatest treasure had already been taken, and he wondered if the Holy Lands knew about it.

The fat Taoist priest Duan De, as always, was a scourge to people. He took the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar and wandered around the Eastern Wilderness, stealing from ancestral graves and robbing people's homes when they were not paying attention.

This is enough to drive all the major holy lands and aristocratic families crazy. It's a cycle of cause and effect. They robbed the tomb of the Green Emperor and opened the imperial palace, so Duan De opened their ancestral tomb.

“The ruthless man may have had a past life friendship with Duan De.” Yang An pondered, otherwise how could the Devouring Demon Jar have fallen into Duan De’s hands so easily? Duan De just happened to have a very mysterious past life whose whereabouts were unknown.

Before her rise to power, the ruthless woman created the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. Where did she get the materials? Living divine bodies and royal bodies were things she could do nothing to.
Clearly, only by tomb raiding, Duan De acquiring treasures, and ruthless individuals refining corpses could they accumulate initial capital for their ventures.

As Yang An and Yan Ruyu strolled through the holy city, they were closely watched until a familiar young Daoist nun appeared not far away. She was none other than the Daoist Saintess with whom they had just sat and discussed Dao at the banquet.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yang An and Fellow Daoist Yan Ruyu. Are you here at the Stone Market to gamble on stones?" The young Daoist nun had gentle eyebrows and a calm voice, ethereal and almost otherworldly, making her easy to like.

"Dao Yi Stone Archway!"

Yang An looked up and was surprised to find himself in this place.

"Then let's go in and take a look."

(End of this chapter)