Chapter 459

Fang Han's face was filled with shock.

"How could anyone cultivate ninety-nine primal talismans of Divine Abilities? Even my father hasn't reached such a realm!"

Xingyun Baby was normally a huge sleepyhead; after bowing to Fang Yu, he went to sleep—but in his dream, he heard Fang Yu had cultivated ninety-nine primal talismans of Divine Abilities, and he was instantly thrilled, his mind now brimming with expressions of shock.

His gaze was utterly astonished—he had become a shock baby.

His father was the Star Lord, the supreme Sect Master of Qunxing Sect, an unquestionable great figure, one of the supreme leaders of the Xiandaoshi Sect, enjoying lifespans of hundreds of thousands or even millions of years, yet even at the Return to Oneness Realm, he had not cultivated ninety-nine great Divine Abilities.

"Hehe, hehe, ninety-nine great Divine Abilities—Fang Han, your brother Fang Yu is truly a talent; if he doesn't die, he may even attain immortality in the future."

In the Huang Quan Map, Yan's voice rang out: "When the Huang Quan Emperor was at the 6th Stage of Divine Abilities, he hadn't cultivated ninety-nine great Divine Abilities either—but during his long years in the Longevity Secret Realm, he cultivated and re-cultivated his Divine Abilities, stripping away all those great abilities, retaining only countless supreme Divine Abilities and Dao principles; he still possessed ninety-nine supreme Divine Abilities and Dao principles, making him the unrivaled top demonic expert of the ancient Xuanhuang Great World!"

"Is that so."

Fang Han's heart stirred; he looked at his own primal Divine Abilities—he currently had only about fifty-some, far from the ninety-nine.

"Younger Brother Fang Han, don't imitate me and hoard too many—learning more Divine Abilities makes the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation a problem; the Sect Master has already warned me to be extremely cautious."

Seeing Fang Han and Xingyun Baby both stunned, Fang Yu spoke.

"Yan, is that true?"

Fang Han quickly asked Yan inwardly.

"Your brother Fang Yu is absolutely right—the more Divine Abilities you cultivate, the harder it is to survive the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation. What kind of Men Sect was our Huangquanmo Sect? We were the sect with the Huang Quan Holy Water; seizing others' Jin Dan and refining them to extract their Divine Abilities wasn't difficult, so many demonic cultivators had dozens of Divine Abilities in their primal talismans—though none reached ninety-nine, some had sixty or seventy—but when the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation came, they instantly turned to ash."

Yan's voice rose within Fang Han's heart.

"The more Divine Abilities, the greater the karmic burden—that's an old saying; some even proposed an extreme idea: cultivate no Divine Abilities at all, so there's no karmic burden—but if you cultivate no Divine Abilities, have no karmic burden, any ordinary person could kill you."

"I see."

Fang Han nodded, his gaze fixed on Fang Yu. "Thank you, Brother Yu for the guidance, but I believe with your genius, you'll surely survive the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation safely."

"The Wind-Fire Great Tribulation isn't something to worry about yet—right now, I must focus on achieving the Golden Core Realm."

Fang Yu smiled, gazing ahead. "Did the Tian Dao Pavilion have any good items today? If there's anything Younger Brother Fang Han needs, just tell your elder brother—I'm not short on money."

"Haha, then thank you, Elder Brother!"

Fang Han immediately bowed and thanked him.

"And you, Xingyun Baby, same deal."

Fang Yu's gaze turned to Xingyun Baby, who was still wide awake in shock—he was clearly trying to court the young heir of Qunxing Sect.

"Thank you, Brother Fang Yu!"

Xingyun Baby's eyes instantly lit up.

All of them turned their attention to the Tian Dao Pavilion auction.

The Tian Dao Pavilion auctions never lacked good items—if you had money, you could buy almost anything.

As Fang Yu observed the auction, several Jiazi Elixirs were traded—each elixir granted sixty years of lifespan, excellent for cultivators below the 5th Stage of Divine Abilities, Heavenly Man Realm, since even those in the Yin-Yang Realm had no fundamental increase in lifespan, their lives barely exceeding a hundred years.

Of course, neither Fang Yu, Fang Han, nor Xingyun Baby cared about these Jiazi Elixirs.

Though Xingyun Baby's cultivation base was still the Yin-Yang Realm, originally granting him only about a hundred years of life, his father, the Star Lord, had fed him countless Celestial-grade elixirs—now, even if he never reached the Heavenly Man Realm, his lifespan was already three to four thousand years.

That's the advantage of being the son of a Xiandaozhang Sect.

He'd consumed every type of Celestial-grade elixir.

Lifespan +600 years.

Lifespan +800 years.

Lifespan +1000 years.

Lifespan +…

The group remained expressionless as the Jiazi Elixirs were auctioned off; the next item was a piece of Western Taiyi True Gold, an excellent material for cultivating Metal Divine Abilities.

Of course, neither Fang Yu nor Fang Han cared—especially Fang Yu, who controlled the Five Elements' lands and had no interest in any elemental treasures.

But for others, Western Taiyi True Gold was wildly popular; cultivators below and above the Heavenly Man Realm all bid heavily for it, and it was finally purchased by a youth in blue robes for one million White Yang Elixirs.

Next came several more Five Elements treasures—such as Mountain Spirit Pearls, Binghuo Divine Thunder Sand, and Primordial Taiyi Wood—all highly sought after.

Faint voices could be heard from afar.

"The Tian Dao Pavilion's treasures are nothing special—Linglong's Blessed Land has sold Five Element Sacred Beasts, yet the Tian Dao Pavilion still sticks to the same old stuff, no Sacred Beasts at all!"

The voice came from a VIP chamber, heard by Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's heart stirred—should he sell a few more Five Element Sacred Beasts?

Such excellent items should be sold, but carefully—don't over-supply the enemy.

Just then, another treasure appeared on the auction floor.

It was a massive piece of wood, nearly a person's height, carried to the center platform by several Divine Ability Secret Realm experts using magic power and several treasure artifacts.

The wood's growth rings spiraled inward, countless layers deep, its color ancient—but if smelled, it carried no trace of wood qi, as if it were an age-old relic, severed entirely from wood itself.

"Hmm?"