Chapter 448: I Came Here to Stock Up!

Longcheng is a relatively large city in the Northern Region, with a population of over a million—considered a major city in this sparsely populated area.

No one can recall when this city was built; its reddish-brown walls bear the marks of time, riddled with numerous cracks.

Fang Yu appeared within the city, sensing the weight of centuries—the stone paving of the streets had sunk from countless footsteps, and every passerby was a cultivator.

The city was prosperous but not noisy; along the wide ancient streets, fire trees cast vast shadows.

The most common sights in this ancient city were various source shops.

"Young sir, new here? Want to buy source stones? Come see our Shi Xuan—we guarantee you'll find stones you like."

"Young sir, need good stones from the edge of the Primordial Ancient Mine? Genuine goods—come take a look!"

The city had many shops selling all kinds of source stones, warmly greeting passing cultivators.

Fang Yu's gaze fell upon them—though small, these shops had deep backing, almost all connected to major holy sects.

When he entered one source shop, the owner immediately began introducing the stones, clearly eager for Fang Yu to buy something.

Source stones are extremely precious; a single stone often requires dozens of jin—or even hundreds—of source to acquire, and the stone itself is worth more than the source, depending entirely on whether you can recognize its value.

If you can extract something valuable from the stone, you profit; if not, the loss is great.

"These aren't ordinary stones—they're precious materials destined for Shengcheng, infused with the immortal qi of the Primordial Era. Expensive, yes, but they may yield something extraordinary."

Seeing Fang Yu seemed tempted, the owner pressed harder.

"You're sure I should buy one?"

Fang Yu studied the stones and spoke.

"Young sir, since you've come, wouldn't you regret not trying your luck with just one?"

The owner continued urging Fang Yu.

"Then I'll buy one."

Fang Yu looked at the owner, who was trying to persuade a new Source Heaven Master—he didn't refuse. He had already decided to leave the Shrouding Heaven Realm; upon reaching the Eternal Life Realm, shouldn't he bring back some local specialties for his subordinates?

So Fang Yu had come to stock up.

He casually tossed over a hundred jin of source, then selected one stone and pointed at it—a Great Cutting Technique.

Before the owner's eyes, the stone split cleanly; the Great Cutting Technique sliced through the stones from the edge of the Primordial Ancient Mine with terrifying sharpness.

As Fang Yu's technique reached the stone's core, ten thousand divine rays shot out like golden needles, blinding all who looked.

At its center, the stone glowed like a miniature sun, resembling White Gold Star Stone—though impossible to confirm.

The owner glanced at it, and tears streamed down his face involuntarily.

"What treasure is this? How could it… have manifested? Is this divine source?"

The owner turned his head away, his eyes slightly swollen from the divine rays' glare.

"It is and it isn't. I'm leaving."

With one cut, Fang Yu stepped out of the shop and vanished, giving the owner no chance to regret it or summon help.

He didn't want to obtain divine source, then be hunted down, then kill those who pursued him.

Unnecessary.

He came for peaceful procurement, not bloodshed.

Haven't you seen? He chose only one stone from this one shop—there was a thread of fate at work, not the all-consuming slaughter of the Great Slaughter Technique.

What emerged was a source the size of a pigeon's egg, transformed into luminous essence—not solid, but a tiny cluster of the most sacred light.

It seemed like the very origin of heaven and earth, drawing one irresistibly toward it.

Divine source.

Indeed, divine source.

Formed from spiritual energy existing since the dawn of creation, it is one of the rarest treasures in the world.

Divine source—bearing the word "divine"—implies eternal ascent, holding the purest, most primordial essence of heaven and earth; a single fragment rivals tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of jin of ordinary source.

Fang Yu caressed the divine source in his hand; a sacred aura flowed through his fingertips, filling him with comfort, as if bathed in spring breeze, warm and soothing, his body feeling purified.

This was divine source—possessing countless benefits, truly an excellent treasure of this world. Every time it appeared, it sparked fierce competition among holy sects and triggered massive upheavals.

But as long as he moved quickly, the chaos couldn't catch up to him.

"Sir, welcome! Our stones are the finest in this city—take a look?"

The shopkeeper was an old man, his gaze seemingly dim, his eyes half-lidded as he spoke.

The old man enthusiastically introduced many stones, but in Fang Yu's eyes, they were nothing but large, unremarkable lumps.

Buying these stones would mean losing thousands of jin of source per stone.

Thousands of jin of source—this was no small amount.

"I'll take this one."

Fang Yu selected a small stone.

"This little stone? What source could it yield? Sir, your eye for stones seems poor."

The old man's face carried a hint of kindness.

"I'll take this one."

Fang Yu shook his head and activated the Great Cutting Technique again, revealing what lay inside the stone.

Inside the stone was a pink fruit.

"What? You actually cut out something like this? A Human Yuan Fruit!"

The old man's eyes instantly cleared, blazing with terrifying light.