svetikya Chapter 66 The Humiliation of the Peerless Weapon, Waste Stone
Chapter 66 The Humiliation of the Peerless Weapon, Waste Stone
"Master Ouyang used the Source King's Life-Nourishing Technique."
"Master Ouyang has fully recovered from his injuries."
"Master Ouyang intends to choose the Blood Sacrifice Altar!"
"Legend has it that these stones were transported from the Primordial Forbidden Zone."
"300,000 catties of pure source stone is the most precious stone in Yaoguang Stone Workshop, and its value ranks among the top ten in major stone workshops."
"This is an astonishingly extravagant act! Three hundred thousand catties of ore could pile up into a mountain, yet they're using it to buy a single rock!"
After Ouyang Yue recovered from his injuries.
They dared not engage in any underhanded tactics and carefully selected the stones.
He illuminated the blood altar with the Source Heaven Divine Wheel.
A peacefully sleeping girl appeared inside, then the divine wheel disappeared, and the scene vanished.
This method shocked everyone.
The people of Yaoguang Stone Archway were devastated.
They found nine bloodstones outside the Primordial Forbidden Zone.
After much effort, they moved the ancient temple out of the temple, but none of the six pieces they cut contained any rare treasures.
Ironically, the smallest piece, which was sold as scrap, contained something astonishing.
far away.
Three auras.
They arrived at the Stone Garden almost simultaneously.
The Jiang family is very powerful.
The Imperial Uncle of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Xu Tianxiong, the third largest bandit in the Northern Region.
The three holy lords all turned their gazes to the blood sacrifice platform.
Behind the three holy lords, a hunched figure appeared silently.
The old beggar.
He looked a bit younger than when I last saw him at Dao Yi Stone Archway.
The wrinkles have decreased a few.
His back straightened by half an inch.
The three holy lords sensed it.
Almost simultaneously, they turned to the side, creating distance between themselves and him.
Li Xian glanced at the hunched figure out of the corner of his eye.
'Thanks to Wei Yi, I've gained another ten years or so to live...'
Look back.
Looking at the old cultivators who were still scrambling for it, Li Xian spoke:
"The jade gambling isn't over yet. If any of you want to buy the Ancient Insect Divine Source, we'll discuss it after I win the bet."
The old monk fell silent.
An Miaoyi walked to his side and lowered her voice:
"The Immortal's Gravestone—aren't you going to cut it?"
"Don't cut it."
Li Xian turned around and chose one that she liked.
The price isn't very high, but the size is quite large, about the size of a house.
The name is cute.
It's called a giant elephant!
An Miaoyi glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.
But deep within his eyes lay something more profound than mere curiosity.
Li Xian took out a cleaver and began to cut.
A clean, decisive vertical slash.
The cross-section of the giant elephant gleams with a warm, white sheen under the sunlight.
The large, human-head-sized Shenyuan stone is quietly embedded in the stone, its luster subtle and its condition excellent.
What truly made everyone gasp was the head sealed within the divine source.
Purple hair.
Bronze skin.
His features were strong and resolute, with high cheekbones.
There are two raised bony ridges at the brow bone.
The knife mark on his neck was neat and clean, a single, swift cut.
"The head of an ancient royal family." Yao Yuekong leaned closer to examine it, his pupils shrinking sharply. "The one who beheaded him was at least at the Saint Lord realm... No, this strike was too swift; it was probably made by a King."
"The Purple General Clan".
The voice of the powerful Jiang family member came from afar, aged and calm:
"One of the ancient powerful clans, this person has the 'Heavenly Wrath Mark' on his brow bone, and was at least a king-level figure of the Purple General Clan in his lifetime."
There was a moment of silence.
In ancient times, the Purple General Clan served as the protectors of royal families such as the Qilin and True Dragon. The clan members possessed extremely strong physical bodies and were born with the power of purple lightning.
The head of a Purple General Clan member, perfectly preserved and sealed within the divine source, is of immeasurable value for studying the physical weaknesses and bloodline composition of ancient races. At the very least, it can be used to forge a rough prototype of a royal weapon.
"350,000 jin."
A hoarse voice came from behind the crowd.
The Imperial Uncle of the Great Xia Dynasty stood by the railing of the observation deck.
With his hands behind his back, his gaze fell on the purple-haired head.
"The Great Xia Dynasty has offered 350,000 catties of pure essence to purchase this item."
"Four hundred thousand."
The powerful Jiang family member spoke up.
The air smelled of gunpowder.
Li Xian ignored the bidding.
He put the divine source, along with his head, into the sea of suffering, and then wiped the dagger with his hand.
The two stones were cut.
The ancient insect, Shenyuan King, is valued at 800,000 jin.
The ancient royal family's head, a divine source, is estimated to weigh over 400,000 jin (approximately 200,000 kg).
The total is 1.2 million catties.
He looked towards Ouyang Yue's direction.
The opponent's first piece of wind-patterned raw stone, a palm-sized piece of pure divine source—200,000 jin.
"The gap is big enough." Xia Yiming walked over, his tone more relaxed. "Even if he cuts his second stone beautifully—"
He hadn't finished speaking.
The direction of the Blood Sacrifice Altar.
The divine power suddenly exploded.
The stone archway's sealing patterns all lit up simultaneously.
Golden runes, like chains, bound the boulder.
In the center of the formation.
The two-meter-high, dark red rock resembling an ancient tomb trembled.
Ouyang Yue stood ten zhang away.
Chi Jin held his right hand out horizontally, with his five fingers loosely clenched.
The Yuantian Treasure Wheel hangs overhead, its golden light shining on the stone surface.
He did not approach.
The silver source blade hovered in the void, remotely controlled by source energy, peeling away the stone skin bit by bit.
The first layer of stone skin has peeled off.
The primordial energy burst forth, carrying with it ancient decay, and the plants and trees in the garden withered instantly.
The second layer.
The killing intent arose.
It's like an invisible knife.
It peeks out from a crack in the stone.
It scraped across everyone's neck.
Several young cultivators at the Sea of Wheels realm turned pale and took several steps back.
The third layer.
The silver knife shattered.
Not being knocked away—
It was ground into powder.
The blade is close to the stone core.
The stone material erupted with a fierce killing intent, like ten thousand spears thrusting out simultaneously.
A silver knife controlled by source energy.
They are as fragile as paper in the face of murderous intent.
Ouyang Yue trembled all over, his golden patterns flickering several times, and he retreated in shock.
"A deadly weapon."
Xu Tianxiong spoke in a deep voice.
The third largest bandit in the Northern Region stood with his hands behind his back.
Squinting at the crimson light shining through the crack.
"It's not just a vicious weapon."
The powerful member of the Jiang family stepped forward.
The immense divine power transformed into a giant hand, pressing down on the blood sacrifice altar from a distance.
The stone skin peeled away layer by layer under the power of a Saint Lord, avoiding the area where the crimson light was located in the center.
A silvery holy light surged forth.
Unlike the source of the gods—
Yet it is gentler, brighter, and more sacred than the divine source.
It was as if the moonlight had solidified and was sealed inside the stone.
An outline appears.
Slender shoulders, long neck, and long, flowing hair.
She is a young girl.
"goddess……"
Someone lost their voice.
The Jiang family's powerful techniques became increasingly cautious.
The stone skin peeled off piece by piece, and the strange source stone gathered like moonlight, crystal clear and holy, holding the girl completely within it.
Her skin was as white as mutton fat.
She was stunningly beautiful, and looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
His eyes were closed, and his expression was peaceful, as if he had simply fallen into a deep sleep.
"It is an ancient king." The Great Xia Imperial Uncle's voice deepened, "Suspected to be a princess of one of the ten great royal families, or perhaps—someone even higher than a princess."
Inside the Stone Garden.
A dead silence.
No one dared to breathe.
At this moment, everyone thought she was a peerless warrior wielding a deadly weapon.
Then--
Jiang Jia Da Neng was able to peel off the last layer of stone skin.
"..."
The ancient spear, crimson like blood, was rusted and mottled. The spearhead pierced through the girl's back and emerged from her heart.
The spearhead slowly emerged from the moonlit, wondrous source.
It wasn't her holding the spear.
It was a spear that pierced her from behind.
A girl who appears to be from an ancient royal family.
He was nailed alive to the eternal and immortal source of wonder.
Dead silence.
Then came a hurricane-like uproar.
"She was murdered—!"
"That spear..." A look of horror flashed in Yao Yue Kong Qing's eyes, "Able to pierce through the body of an ancient royal from behind, the owner of this deadly weapon—"
He didn't finish speaking.
The spearhead was fully revealed in an instant.
On the nearly rotten, murderous weapon.
The remaining murderous intent poured out like a burst dam.
Inside the Tianzihao Stone Garden.
Thirty percent of the cultivators knelt down with a thud.
Not worship—
It's unbearable.
The killing intent contained an overwhelmingly domineering will.
Like an ancient ancestral king, casting a glance at all living beings across millions of years.
The three holy lords joined forces.
The Dao pattern array was operating at full capacity.
He barely managed to suppress his killing intent within a radius of ten feet.
Ouyang Yue's followers were flushed red and purple, and several of them with lower cultivation levels were bleeding from their seven orifices.
But Ouyang Yue himself laughed.
That smile.
It's called having a sure thing.
"Li Xian".
He turned around, his crimson-gold right hand pointing at the girl inside the blood altar.
"An ancient royal princess, a Moon Essence comparable to a divine source, plus a weapon suspected to be a Saint-level weapon—what's your estimate for these three things combined?"
Li Xian doesn't need to answer.
The onlookers have already calculated it for him.
"At least five million catties of raw materials..."
"More than that. If that weapon can be repaired, it's a sacred weapon. It's probably worth at least ten million jin."
"And the princess herself is also of considerable research value..."
The air in the entire Tianzihao Stone Garden became heavy.
Li Xian weighed 1.2 million jin.
Ouyang Yue.
In the tens of millions of kilograms.
They're not on the same level.
The vassals of the Yuan King's family, arrogant and domineering, surrounded them.
His facial expression was like a knife hanging on a chopping board.
"A descendant of Master Yuan?"
"To try and teach a fish to swim in front of my lineage of King Yuan is utterly laughable."
Ouyang Yue walked to the stone frame.
He casually picked up a piece of gray, waste rock the size of a human head.
Even the Yuantian Treasure Wheel was not used.
He didn't even glance at it, just threw it onto the cutting platform and cleaved it in two with a single stroke.
bang.
There is a murky source of impurities inside.
Approximately ten jin (5 kg).
Ouyang Yue picked up the ten catties of impurity source, twirled it between his fingers, and looked at Li Xian.
"I'll give you ten catties of the last stone."
He speaks very slowly.
He pronounced each word very clearly.
"For the next five hundred years—this is all you have to offer."
The vassals of the Yuanwang family burst into laughter.
In the Tianzihao Stone Garden.
Mocking sounds.
A sigh.
Schadenfreude and gloating voices rose and fell.
An Miaoyi's fingers tightened slightly as she looked at Li Xian.
Xia Yiming's face was ashen, and his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.
Yao Yuekong remained silent, her gaze sweeping over Li Xian's face.
Li Xian did not look at Ouyang Yue.
They didn't even look at the ten pounds of impurities.
His gaze swept over everyone and landed on the deepest part of the Tianzi Stone Garden.
Then, I walked over.
The laughter gradually subsided.
Because Li Xian uttered four words to the steward of Yaoguang Temple:
"I want a demonic fetus!"
Upon hearing this, everyone...
They gasped for air.
Then came another gasp of surprise.
With the second expensive and unusual stone sold, today is destined to be a good day.