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

“I’ve already inspected all the things outside, so you don’t need to look at them. If there were any good things, they would have been taken by those living fossils and old monsters long ago. You only have a chance with the things inside that others can’t see clearly.”

The thin Taoist priest led Lü Yao across the bridge and into a flower garden. The garden was surrounded by flowers, and inside, on the lawn, were stones.

"The most difficult stones to identify in the entire Tianzi Garden are all here. It is said that someone once cut out an amazing treasure from it, which extended life by a thousand years. Someone else even cut out a divine material exclusive to the Great Emperor. Although it was only the size of a palm, it was auctioned off for an astronomical price."

"These stones, are there really divine materials from the Great Emperor inside?" Lu Yao asked, his eyes showing disbelief. "Even my master doesn't have such divine objects."

The skinny Taoist cursed "country bumpkin" inwardly, but smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Han Li, as long as you prove your strength, I'll take you to see an amazing stone. We'll split the profits 90/10 after it's cut open."

He suppressed a Daoist disciple who had impersonated him and infiltrated the area, all for the sake of that stone, but he couldn't make up his mind.

The price was extremely high, and he was afraid of making a mistake and wasting his money. If this kid could really see what was inside the stone, it would be reasonable to give away 10%.

"Is it really 91?" Lu Yao exclaimed in surprise.

"Naturally, it's 91 points."

"Okay, I'll give it a try first."

This fatso is so generous, giving me 90% of his money.

"Where did this young man come from, so wasteful? Didn't your elders tell you not to spend money on things you shouldn't?"

Chapter 138 Fake Immortal, Real Red Hair

"Who is it? Mind your own business," the skinny Taoist said impatiently, without even looking to see who it was.

This was an extremely old voice.

When Lü Yao looked back, the man was very old. His face was lined with deep wrinkles, and his head was bald except for a few strands of white hair hanging down from his ears.

He leaned on a black bamboo cane, and his whole body exuded an aura of decay.

He looked even older than the old master I saw when I entered the park.

"So it's Elder Wang." Upon seeing this person, the thin Taoist's expression changed, and he became all smiles. He tugged at Lü Yao's sleeve, quickly bowed, and then introduced him to Lü Yao: "This is Elder Wang, the guardian of the stone archway."

Lu Yao, however, did not offer any greetings. His voice was deep and his expression was displeased: "Senior, you are unaware of my abilities. How can you make such a judgment so casually and even bring up my seniority?"

The skinny Taoist lowered his head, glancing furtively at the old woman, inwardly giving her a thumbs up: How foolish, daring to challenge such a powerful figure, no wonder he comes from the mountains.

"Youde, who is this kid to you?" Wang Taishang didn't pay attention to Lü Yao, but instead looked at the thin Taoist.

Upon hearing this, Lü Yao couldn't hold back any longer. It turned out that Youde wasn't a name he had given arbitrarily; Duan De had actually kidnapped a disciple named Youde and replaced him.

He realized he couldn't laugh, so he kept his eyes down, his nose closed, and remained expressionless, pretending to be honest and simple, always ready to deceive people.

"Your Excellency, his name is Han Li, and he is a new friend of mine," the thin Taoist replied truthfully.

"You're so young, yet you disregard the good intentions of your elders and only know how to talk back. You and he should get out of here together."

It's clear that this old lady isn't a good-tempered person; she starts cursing as soon as she opens her mouth.

Lu Yao stiffened his neck and prepared to step forward to debate, showing no regard for the other party as a great figure.

"Brother Wang, don't be so short-tempered. When educating young people, you must pay attention to your methods." Beside Old Lady Wang were two cultivators, one old and one young.

The old man had a venerable air about him, with a flowing white beard and a kind face: "It's a good thing that the younger generation has ambition; we can't condemn them all."

"A gambling nature is a gambling nature, not an ambition. If he were interested in stones, the first ten levels of the garden would be enough for him to mess around with. He actually overestimated himself and came to the top-tier stone garden."

Anyone who dares to handle this stone quarry is a seasoned veteran. Even your ancestors, the ancestors of the Ouyang family, could have been fooled by the quality of the stones here.

Old Mrs. Wang snorted coldly.

The thin Taoist transmitted his voice to Lü Yao: "This old man has never liked young people gambling on stones. He thinks that the gambling spirit is too strong and will hinder cultivation. I have been obsessed with stones these days, and he has told me off several times. You are being dragged down by me. If the Holy Land had not been short of manpower, he would not have been temporarily in charge of the stone workshop."

Ouyang Ye chuckled and asked, "Young friend, have you really studied Origin Techniques?"

"I have learned it. My master said that no one in the entire Eastern Wilderness can surpass my Source Technique," Lü Yao said modestly.

"Hahaha..." Ouyang Ye laughed so hard his eyebrows trembled, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Grandma Wang still had a stern face.

"How can you prove it?" Ouyang Ye asked patiently.

Lu Yao stretched out his hands, which were as clear as jade, transparent inside, but without flesh and blood. Instead, they resembled a swirling galaxy, making people marvel at the existence of such beautiful hands in the world.

It only lasted for a moment before the hands returned to their original state.

Lu Yao scratched his head, chuckled, and thought to himself:

I've shown you the Myriad Manifestations Creation Hand, and you're still not tempted? Quickly summon the four great families of Origin Arts, and bring along the people from the Holy Land families. I'm about to start my scam.

This technique is a common Origin Technique recorded in the Origin Book, which was learned by a certain ancestor and casually recorded.

When Ouyang Ye saw those fleeting hands, a glint of greed flashed in his eyes. Clearly, he recognized this Origin Technique, which was on par with the Crimson Gold Divine Hand of the Tuoba Clan.

"How about this young friend competes with me, a junior, in Origin Technique? If he loses, he should leave quickly and return to the mountains to properly cultivate Origin Technique, what do you say?"

A young man appeared behind him, dressed in white, with gleaming eyes.

They had just heard Lü Yao say that he was studying Origin Techniques with his master in the mountains.

Elder Wang frowned: "Fellow Daoist Ouyang is just a young man from the mountains who has never seen the world. If he gambles here, he may lose everything."

Ouyang Ye is too cunning. He comes to the Divine City and frequents various holy lands. His intentions are impure. I don't like him.

Recently, geniuses from the five regions have gathered in the Divine City, and there have been many gambling activities involving stones. The Holy Lord has invited him to oversee and protect the stone workshop.

Otherwise, he would not want to associate with this person.

He meant well, telling the boy not to get too obsessed with this path, and to only explore the first ten levels of the garden.

Because of this idea, the stone workshop's revenue decreased significantly during his tenure, and there were already rumors that the Holy Lord was dissatisfied with him and would soon recall him to the Holy Land.

Was Ouyang Ye trying to use this young man who had learned Origin Techniques to highlight the reputation of his nephew Ouyang Rui? Or did he have other intentions?

“It’s Ouyang Ye and Ouyang Rui.” A cultivator who was selecting stones nearby noticed the commotion and recognized the kind old man and the young man in white.

"Why is the Ouyang family, one of the four great ancient Origin Arts families, here at the stone archway of Dao Yi Holy Land?"

"It is rumored that Ouyang Ye's mastery of Origin Arts is second only to the head of the Ouyang family, and he is not far from becoming an Origin Master."

"Although Ouyang Rui is not the strongest genius in the Ouyang family, he is still among the top three. If he makes a move, that honest and simple-minded demon boy is in trouble."

Ouyang Rui smiled and asked, "Brother Han Li, do you know if the source you carry is enough to buy the stones here?"

Lu Yao smiled憨厚ly: "Not many, only one piece."

He had just glanced at the price tags. Some stones cost hundreds of kilograms, while others cost thousands. Even a small stone could cost tens of thousands of kilograms.

"It's alright, let's just make a bet. I wonder what you'd like to wager?" Ouyang Rui recognized the Myriad Manifestations Creation Hand and immediately understood Ouyang Ye's intention when he heard that Ouyang Ye wanted to have a contest.

Lu Yao frowned and took out a spiritual weapon, a small drum at the Dragon Transformation level, which glowed with purple light.

Ouyang Rui sneered, "Fellow Daoist Han Li, something of this level is not worth my time."

"This..." Lu Yao looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, then took out a black talisman and said with a pained expression, "This is a life-saving talisman that my master gave me. Its value is no less than that of a half-step great power weapon."

"Young friend, bring out all your remaining weapons, let's settle this once and for all." A powerful weapon flew out of Ouyang Ye's hand and landed in Ouyang Rui's hand.

Ouyang Rui looked at Lü Yao provocatively.

Lu Yao gritted his teeth and added another set of black array flags: "All my assets are here."

These are all junk given to us by the Dragon Head Peak Master. It's a way of reusing waste. Let's use them to set up traps step by step!

The thin Taoist priest stood to the side, looking at Lü Yao with suspicion in his eyes.

Why does this kid seem less honest and simple than he appears? There's an inexplicable sense of familiarity about him.

Could it be that I've met someone with the same interests?

Seeing that things were going well, Ouyang Rui smiled and said, "In that case, Fellow Daoist Han Li, please choose the stones."

“Okay.” Lü Yao entered the garden and walked among the stones.

Using his Origin Heaven Technique, he quickly selected a stone that was two meters high.

The thin Taoist priest leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "What exactly is inside this stone?"

"I combined its patterns with divine magic to examine its interior, and there might be a fairy inside," Lu Yao said, glancing at him half-truthfully.

"?" The thin Taoist priest was taken aback.

"I suspect that some kind of divine object might be sealed inside."

The skinny Taoist didn't ask any more questions. He stepped back, ready to see what this kid was capable of.

His gaze went to the innermost part, where there was a stone. When he examined it with his Yuantian Divine Sense, he felt that demonic power was emanating from it, and there was also the sound of waves crashing from time to time.

There was also a nine-aperture stone figure, which must have been the one from which Ye Fan cut out the dragon-patterned black gold sword.

But he didn't choose it.

"This stone, one jin of stone material is twenty jin of source, four thousand jin, the price is eighty thousand jin of source."

Lu Yao waved his hand, scattering a pile of source energy, which was colorful and full of essence, dazzling the eyes of those around him.

"This kid is so rich?" Everyone was taken aback.

Ouyang Ye stepped out, holding a golden stone the size of a human head in his hands, and was stunned when he saw this scene.

He always paid with heterogeneous or pure sources, or he was invited by the Holy Stone Workshop to cut them for free. This colorful pile is truly rare.

Lu Yao ignored him, took out a small purple knife, about the size of a child's arm, and began to dissect the human-shaped stone he had found, with stone dust falling off in a flurry.

Suddenly, a dense burst of divine light began to erupt from the crack he had cut, filling the cracks of all sizes.

This caused everyone to exclaim in surprise, all saying things like "flying immortal" and "celestial being".

But Lü Yao's heart sank, because he could see what was inside through the crack in the stone.

Damn it, Source God and Source Demon, you two are finished!

In his vision, the alien source in the middle was shattered and had lost its divinity, while the innermost layer consisted of a few red hairs.