Chapter 839

Although all of them had little life left, the age differences were enormous, for in Xiaomen Sects, three or four hundred years was considered old age, while in the holy sites, seven or eight hundred years was still youth, but once one reached a thousand years, they were truly elders.

They all wanted to see this complete divine herb and claim it.

"Esteemed fellow cultivator, could you entrust this divine herb to Tianyao Baoque for auction? I assure you, you will not be disappointed."

At that moment, a young man spoke to Fang Yu.

He introduced himself as Yao Yuekong, the young master of Tianyao Palace, his aura exceptionally outstanding; though a man, he possessed an eerie beauty, his eyes deep as if he were a demon god.

The Tianyao Baoque mentioned by Yao Yuekong was one of the most famous auction houses in Shengcheng, with an excellent reputation.

"This divine herb can be entrusted to you for auction, but I must wait a little longer."

Fang Yu spoke, his mind stirred.

He toyed with the divine herb in his hand, appearing indifferent, causing many elders around him to instinctively wish to take it and safeguard it for him.

These elders were all experienced, some of the highest status and broadest knowledge, recognizing it as indeed a divine herb—and a complete one; whoever acquired it now could immediately extend their lifespan, their eyes filled with urgency.

But Fang Yu was not in a hurry; he was not worried anyone would seize the divine herb in Shengcheng, and if they did, he would not mind slaying a few ancient elders.

"Young sir, could you auction it now? This old man has almost no life left."

Outside the Son of Heaven Stone Garden, an elder spoke.

"No rush—I originally selected five stones, and so far I've only opened one."

Fang Yu smiled.

Upon hearing this, others noticed that indeed, four other strange stones lay beside Fang Yu, awaiting their turn; everyone grew excited.

"The first stone yielded a divine herb—what wonders might the others hold?"

Someone asked curiously.

"Too bad Brother Fang chose his stones too quickly—I didn't get to observe properly and learn a trick."

The Imperial Prince of Daxia feigned regret.

"Five stones can't all yield rare treasures—that would be a massive loss for Daoyi Holy Sect, and it would be too terrifying."

All watched with bated breath; even some elderly men entered from outside.

Clearly, their status was extremely high—even Daoyi Holy Sect's old nun dared not stop them.

"If this young friend uncovers more treasures, please consider selling them to us old men first."

"Yes, this old man has nothing else, but I do have some yuan—just sell it to me, and I'll be deeply grateful."

A group of elders stared with intense longing.

"Divine herb—who cut out a divine herb? Let this old man see it!"

Outside the stone garden, clamor arose as more very elderly people arrived.

"A complete divine herb? Truly complete? I offer two million jin of yuan!"

A group rushed forward; the lead elder had sparse hair, nearly all fallen out.

Yet this old man's bid of two million jin of yuan shocked many.

Of course, their identities were even more shocking—they were all Grand Elders of the major holy sites.

"Make way, give this old man some space."

Inside the Son of Heaven Stone Garden, a sea of white heads filled the place, buzzing with excitement.

When the newcomers heard Fang Yu intended to open the other four stones he had purchased, their eyes lit up.

The second stone Fang Yu selected was a Nine-Apertures Stone Man—it was far more expensive than the previous stone, valued at ninety thousand jin of yuan, yet small, only one chi long.

"This Nine-Apertures Stone Man has been seen by many, but for many years, no one dared to open it."

"Mainly because it's too small—one chi long—what could it possibly contain? And at ninety thousand jin of yuan, even if something came out, it might still be a loss."

"The second stone this young friend chooses to open is the Nine-Apertures Stone Man—truly bold."

"Last time, several experts from the Yuan Shu clans studied it half a day, yet ultimately gave up—now I never expected someone would open this strange stone today."

Many discussed it, especially the elders, all eagerly anticipating Fang Yu's opening of the Nine-Apertures Stone Man, fulfilling a long-held wish.

"Big brother, do you have confidence?"

Tu Fei, seeing this situation, grew nervous. "Big brother, look—so many people have come."

Fang Yu looked outward and indeed spotted several familiar figures.

Among them was Jiang Yifei of the Fengshen Clan, a peerless talent, clad in white robes whiter than snow, drawing immediate attention.

In another direction stood a white-robed woman, bright-eyed and flawless, seemingly a holy maiden.

The holy maiden of Daoyi Holy Sect—the old nun—also arrived, her gaze fixed unblinkingly on Fang Yu.

The holy maiden of Zifu Holy Sect arrived too. This Zifu Holy Maiden, known to the world as Purple Cloud Immortal, had come upon hearing the news of the divine herb's emergence.

Her body constantly harmonized with the Dao, radiating a profound charm.

Seeing Fang Yu's gaze, this Zifu Holy Maiden gave a slight nod in greeting.

This was indeed a grand scene—many elders and young geniuses were studying Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's expression remained unchanged; he seized the Nine-Apertures Stone Man, his intent stirring, and around him surged rolling chaos energy, from which great chaos thunder and great chaos vortices flowed, instantly causing several elder generations to turn pale.

They had assumed Fang Yu was merely a young upstart with average strength, but when that great chaos thunder appeared, their bodies trembled—they immediately realized speaking so close to this boy might have been a grave mistake.

That rolling chaos thunder could truly erode their flesh and completely annihilate them!

Each elder's expression hardened; they no longer regarded Fang Yu as a youth, but as a true equal.

"Young talents emerge indeed—this boy is not only terrifying in Yuan Shu, but also a powerhouse in cultivation base!"

"He is Fang Yu? The one rumored to be the Chaos Body? Could he truly be the Chaos Body?!"

"Among the many body types of the Eastern Wilderness, if the Chaos Body emerges, all others will pale in comparison."

Some elders narrowed their eyes.

Everyone harbored private thoughts, but Fang Yu simply reached out with a giant hand, chaos energy spreading—wherever it passed, the stone skin of the Nine-Apertures Stone Man was directly transformed into chaos energy.

The onlookers' hearts pounded wildly at this scene—Chaotic Qi could obliterate everything; what divine ability under heaven could withstand it?

This was absolutely an invincible genius.

Whether it was the Imperial Prince of Great Xia, the heir of the Northern Plains' Golden Family, or the young master of the Demon Moon Palace, all of them now wore solemn expressions; they had all sensed Fang Yu's power.

"He's become even stronger!"

The Imperial Prince of Great Xia had once seen Fang Yu's battle against the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light. At that time Fang Yu seemed not yet to possess the Chaotic Body, or at least had not yet activated it. But now Chaotic Qi spread everywhere, representing both unrivaled offense and unrivaled defense.

With Fang Yu ahead, who could defeat him?

The Grand Emperor Scripture? The Nine Dragon Imperial Qi?

It seemed difficult to achieve even so.

The crowd watched Fang Yu drive the Chaotic Qi to drown the Nine Aperture Stone Man's arm, then its abdomen, then its chest—yet nothing appeared. They couldn't help feeling a touch of lament, and a touch of disappointment.

Now it was clearly hard to produce anything good, because the parts not drowned by Chaotic Qi were far too few—only a negligible portion remained: the Nine Aperture Stone Man's forehead and the space between its brows.

Even if an exotic Source emerged from such a negligible portion, it would be a tremendous loss.

"If it were Ye Fan, he'd surely seize the chance to gamble against them, to trick them. But I don't need to."

Fang Yu's gaze swept across the field; disappointment had already shown on many faces. If at this moment Fang Yu were to gamble with these people—betting that something good would emerge from the remaining tiny portion—the vast majority would certainly not hesitate to wager, because their odds of winning were simply too great.

But he couldn't be bothered to gamble.

He had come to stock up; gambling over some Source didn't mean much.

So the rolling Chaotic Qi surged up once more, heading straight for the Nine Aperture Stone Man's brow.

Wherever the Chaotic Qi passed, everything melted away—yet one insignificant thing did not melt. It remained within the Chaotic Qi, releasing a terrifying killing intent.

It was a black sword gleam, about to pierce the heavens from within the Chaotic Qi, emanating incomparably terrifying killing intent. At this moment, many cultivators felt as if their very souls had been frozen by the killing intent, unable to breathe.

But Fang Yu had long anticipated this. The Grand Slaughter Art had already sensed it. Now the Grand Chaotic Qi transformed into rolling Chaotic Vortices, emanating a powerful attractive force, while sealing power flowed in—in an instant, this black sword gleam was sealed away.

The thing within the Nine Aperture Stone Man's brow finally revealed itself: a black little sword no longer than an inch, humming and ringing, erupting with heaven-piercing killing aura.

"Heavens—how can the killing intent be so terrifying? It has absolutely interwoven Dao and Principle. Such a divine sword has actually been gestated within the Nine Aperture Stone Man!"

"That divine sword… is it Dragon Mark Black Gold?"

"That's right, it really is Dragon Mark Black Gold—the Great Emperor's exclusive sacred material!"

"Unbelievable! A Dragon Mark Black Gold was actually cut out from the second stone!"