In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

With a thought, a mist enveloped his body, covering his entire form and blocking out sight and divine sense, making it difficult for others to see through him.

"I am now the reclusive genius of the demon race, the Source Celestial Master." A smile appeared on Lü Yao's face, which was shrouded in mist. He couldn't help but smile as he thought about how he would deceive the various inheritances of the Big Dipper.

He was tall and strong, with a vigorous and fiery aura, like a wild dragon. As he walked on the road, he attracted a lot of attention.

"Whose descendant is this? With such vigorous energy and blood, he's probably no weaker than those with special constitutions, right?"

"They look...like a member of the demon race!"

Many people looked surprised and speculated about Lü Yao's identity.

When Lü Yao arrived at the gate of the divine city, he saw several wanted posters posted on the wall and chuckled.

"Ye Zi, I never expected that all the wanted posters on the wall were for you."

Indeed, all the portraits above were of Ye Fan, from eight major forces including the Ji family, the Yin-Yang Ancient Sect, the Wan Chu Holy Land, and the Zi Fu Holy Land. Even the Jiang family's wanted poster was still hanging there.

Lu Yao pulled a cultivator next to him and asked, "Excuse me, why is the Jiang family issuing a warrant for the arrest of this young man?"

The man was suddenly pulled back. He was about to retaliate, but after glancing at Lü Yao, he realized that he was not someone to be trifled with. He immediately said, "About half a year ago, this man killed many disciples and elders of the Jiang family. The Jiang family then issued warrants for his arrest in major towns and cities."

"But I heard that this young man named Ye Fan saved the life of the Jiang family's patriarch. Isn't that enough to offset the Jiang family's warrant for his arrest?"

"I don't know," the man shook his head.

“I have heard about it.” A cultivator nearby, having overheard their conversation, stopped entering the city and approached them mysteriously.

"Oh? I'm all ears." Lü Yao released the man from before and looked at the new guy.

This man had a rat-like face and was very thin, but he was wearing a Taoist robe, giving him the appearance of a rat spirit.

But the person didn't speak immediately. Instead, he held up two fingers and rubbed them together, the meaning of which was quite clear.

Someone nearby couldn't stand it anymore: "You charge money for a piece of information? You're a disgrace to Shencheng!"

The man immediately retorted, "I'm not from the City of Gods, what's it to you?"

Someone nearby recognized him: "He is a disciple of the Dao Yi Holy Land, who is stationed in the stone archway of the Divine City year-round."

Lü Yao smiled and said, "It's alright, as long as the information is accurate."

He took out a source about the size of a thumb, clear and transparent, without any impurities, and tossed it to the other person.

The man caught it, examined it closely, and a bright smile immediately spread across his face. It was actually a pure source, equivalent to ten times the amount of a regular source.

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but the Jiang family does have an ancestor who has returned home. However, that ancestor's source of energy is exhausted, and he is in a state of being half-dead. There is a lot of chaos going on right now, and the Jiang family can't afford to deal with these matters."

He pointed to the wanted poster on the wall.

"I see." Lu Yao suddenly realized that although there was the Demon Emperor's essence blood and the divine spring, it was not enough to heal Jiang Taixu.

The demon emperor's essence blood they're using now has been sealed by the Azure Emperor, so it's only about one-tenth as effective. It's probably a bit stronger than the 100,000-year-old Medicine King, and it can temporarily keep him alive.

The true essence of the Emperor's blood should reside deep within his heart, in a region that even he cannot see through.

It's unknown whether Jiang Taixu ever thought about how to transform and live a second life.

The man laughed and walked away, tossing the Pure Source in his hand upwards before it fell back into his palm. He leisurely hummed a little tune as he entered the city.

A melodious voice suddenly came from the side: "Fellow Daoist has been deceived."

When Lü Yao turned around, he saw a stranger he "knew" – the Purple Mansion Saintess, the innate Dao embryo, and half of the Black Emperor's "dream person".

He knew them because he had already seen portraits of these prodigies in Yaoguang.

Behind her followed a group of disciples and elders from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, each exuding purple energy and with purple light in their eyes, riding exotic beasts.

"how do I say this?"

"The Jiang family's God King was recuperating in the Dragon Transformation Pool of the Divine City. He awoke a few days ago, killed several unworthy descendants, and after intimidating the Jiang family, ordered the rectification of the family. Now is a time of turmoil, and all the major holy lands know about this."

After the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion finished speaking, she passed by Lü Yao without waiting for his thanks, and entered the Divine City together with her disciples and elders.

It turns out that the Purple Mansion Saintess was referring to the latest news about King Jiang, but regardless, it's true that the Jiang family is in complete chaos.

"I didn't see the Holy Son of Zifu, and I wonder where he went." Lu Yao watched the Zifu group disappear at the end of the street and suddenly smiled.

"The Holy Land of Dao Yi is quite interesting. I'll take your stone archway."

He walked into the city. The rules here were extremely strict. Even cultivators had to abide by the city rules. The streets were lined with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and ancient trees stood tall. Cultivators came and went on the bustling streets, shoulder to shoulder.

Countless magnificent palaces float in the sky, belonging to the great powers above the Big Dipper. The Eastern Wilderness Holy Land, the Central Plains Dynasty, and the demon and barbarian tribes of the Southern Ridge all have residences here.

In the void, Dao patterns could be faintly seen, indicating that this city must be protected by an ancient formation.

"Fellow Daoist, where does the stone archway of Dao Yi Holy Land lead?" Lu Yao shamelessly asked the Daoist Emperor again.

The man looked the cultivator, who was shrouded in mist, up and down, then pointed ahead: "Go forward ten miles, then turn right three miles away, and that's it."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist." Lü Yao expressed his gratitude and leisurely headed towards the stone archway of the Dao Yi Holy Land.

Finally, he stood in front of a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is nestled among ancient trees, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere.

Many people come and go through Daoyi Stone Archway, but there is no noise; it is peaceful, natural, and a return to simplicity.

Chapter 137 Virtue Overcomes Morality

Above the gate are the two characters “Dao Yi”, which have a special Taoist charm and should have been left by a master.

As Lü Yao stepped through the gate, he saw many cultivators, including spirited young men and elderly Taoist priests.

The former sought wealth and power, while the latter coveted longevity-extending artifacts; each had their own agenda, which gave the various holy lands the possibility of maximizing their profits from source stones.

Without stopping, Lü Yao walked through gardens and Taoist temples, passed through the eighteen-layer stone garden, and arrived at the Tianzi Stone Garden.

This place is larger than the previous gardens, but it doesn't necessarily have more stones. However, each stone has a story and may contain rare treasures.

"Young man, are you here to gamble for your fortune as well?" Lu Yao stood at the entrance of the garden, but after only a short pause, an old voice came from the side.

"Hmm." Lu Yao was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to discern his expression; only a cold voice could be heard.

"I am the stone cutter here. I can guide guests and explain the origin of the stones." The old man was hunched over, dressed in a linen coat, and carrying a silver blade in his hand, which, judging from its shape, was specially made for cutting stones.

"Please lead the way, sir. This is my first time here, and I don't know the rules." Lü Yao scratched his head.

He suddenly realized that his attitude just now was wrong. He was a hidden genius of the demon race who cultivated source techniques. He should be honest and simple when not fighting, and savage when fighting. That was in line with his character.

Dao Yi Holy Land was only his first target. His goal was to sweep through all the large stone archways in the Holy City, and to be polite so as not to scare everyone away.

"Guest, please come this way." The old master chef reached out and invited Lü Yao to follow him, leading the way with unsteady steps.

In the Tianzihao Garden, there are many green bamboos and grasses, and many ivy climbing on huge stones. Many of these stones have been here for a long time, but no one has come to buy them because they are too expensive. Many people do not have the courage to try their luck.

Some are ordinary, like common stones; some have visible patterns; and some are oddly shaped.

Without exception, these stones all possessed a kind of demonic aura.

"Master, are all the stones here from the Primordial Ancient Mine?"

"Some were brought out by Dao Yi's predecessors from the ancient mine after a near-death experience, some were dug out from the veins near the Primordial Ancient Mine, and some were sold to Dao Yi by cultivators. There are many different kinds." The Source Master introduced the stones to Lü Yao one by one, and the origin and characteristics of each stone were very clear.

How did you get here?

A familiar voice rang in his ears. Lü Yao turned around, smiled, and realized he had run into an acquaintance.

"So it was you!" Lü Yao exclaimed in "surprise," and in a flash, he hugged the person tightly.

An immense force instantly pressed against his chest, causing his bones to creak and groan. The weasel-faced young Taoist priest's face flushed red, and he struggled to breathe.

"Let...let go..." This so-called "disciple" of the Dao Yi Holy Land tried his best to push Lü Yao, but found it was no use.

It's like pushing an ancient, demonic mountain.

"I...I'm going to be...you're going to kill me..." The skinny Taoist rolled his eyes, his hands hanging limply at his sides.

"Ah—I'm sorry, but please don't die." Lu Yao suddenly realized and immediately let go of the other person, who fell to the ground with a "thud," kicking up a cloud of dust.

Deep within his eyes, two runes, one black and one white, were leaping about. These were his innate immortal spiritual eyes, which he had cultivated through various lineages and were no weaker than Weiwei's, allowing him to directly perceive the origins of cultivators.

This person wasn't noticed much at the gate of the divine city, but now it seems quite interesting...

"Cough cough..." The thin Taoist priest lay on the ground and recovered for a while before slowly getting up.

"This is the territory of the Dao Yi Holy Land! How dare you murder a Dao Yi disciple here!" The thin Taoist stood up, his face flushed red, and pointed at Lü Yao, saying hatefully.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be offended. I didn't expect you to be so weak." Lü Yao touched his head, looking somewhat simple and honest.

The skinny Taoist snorted coldly: "I don't care whether you did it on purpose or not. Compensate me with a hundred catties of exotic seed source, and I'll forgive you. Otherwise... I have a Supreme Elder in charge of Dao Yi Shi Fang! You'll be sorry!"

A hundred catties of exotic source is roughly equivalent to several thousand catties of pure source or tens of thousands of catties of ordinary source. It can buy a precious and high-quality stone in the top-tier stone workshop, which is equivalent to Ye Fan's current entire fortune.

Lu Yao cleared the fog from his face, revealing an ordinary, honest face, and hesitated, saying, "I don't have that many. Could I cut out some treasures and then compensate you, fellow Daoist?"

"Silly boy, you can cut stone?" The skinny Taoist was taken aback. This silly boy knew such a high-level skill?

"Yes, my master taught me." Lü Yao revealed a row of teeth.

"Really? What level is he at?" The skinny Taoist circled around Lü Yao, but he didn't realize that this person had such abilities.

He clearly resembles a simple and honest demon boy who came from the deep mountains.

"When I left the mountain, my master said I had the level of a master of geomancy."

Have we really struck gold?

The skinny Taoist's eyes darted around, gleaming with a sharp light: "Boy, what's your name?"

"My name is Han Li."

"Just call me Daoist Master Youde, and I'll show you around this Heavenly Garden, how about it?"

"But this experienced driver said he'd take me..."

Damn it, I knew I hadn't misjudged that name. It's you again, you fatso, now disguised as a skinny guy, impersonating a disciple of the Dao Yi Holy Land. Lü Yao cursed inwardly.

"Don't worry about him. He's an old man. Wouldn't it be better for him to rest more? They're from Dao Yi... Our Dao Yi Holy Land won't lack his resources."

Duan De almost let slip the secret, and with his head down, he pulled Lü Yao deeper into the Tianzi Garden, their feet crunching on the gravel path.

“Master Youde, I have heard that the stone carvings of Daoyi Holy Land are among the best in the Holy City. I would like to try to cut out divine medicines and ancient scriptures.”