Chapter 75

Jiang Xuan's silhouette flickered repeatedly in the Void, and when he reappeared he was already in the Holy City tens of thousands of li away.

The Great Shift Talisman is truly too useful; it is who knows how many times better than this world's Profound Jade Platform — a single thought, and one is thousands upon thousands of li away, practically teleportation.

The Holy City's location is also called the Holy Continent; compared to the other continents of the Northern Domain, the Holy City is absolutely the most peaceful — no matter how rampant bandits and wandering bandits are, they dare not plunder in the Holy City; even the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Northern Domain lack the courage and strength.

Because the various Sacred Land Families have large numbers of experts stationed here, even the Central State Royal Clan and Northern Domain titans gather and stay year-round in the Holy City.

Since ancient times, the Holy City has been the absolute center of the Northern Domain, without exception.

Jiang Xuan strolled the Holy City streets; everything he saw and heard was related to stone gambling — someone cut out a piece of Divine Source, overjoyed, and the surrounding people offered high prices to buy it, a veritable overnight ascension; there were also those whose luck was not so good, waste material one piece after another, beating their chests and stamping their feet in utter grief, then going mad buying stones as if possessed.

The entire city exuded a fresh grass-and-tree aura, a breath of spring for all things; thousand-year-old ancient trees thick as hilltops were everywhere, spirit springs bubbling, so it had been for thousands upon thousands of years.

At this moment Jiang Xuan was like a dashing young master of a troubled age, his graceful figure drawing frequent backward glances from passing female cultivators.

Now, though his face was not as peerlessly elegant as his original appearance, he was still one in ten thousand; though he had not cultivated the Source Heaven Book, the Great Dao connects, and he had comprehended from it a face-changing technique — therefore even though the entire Holy City was plastered with his wanted posters, no one discovered that the man on the posters was right now in the Holy City.

Jiang Xuan stepped slowly into the city and immediately sensed all kinds of powerful auras standing like a forest within — the mighty figures of the various major Sacred Land Families stationed here.

The Holy City is simply luxury to the extreme; every enjoyment ordinary people can imagine can be found here — stone gambling workshops, Drunken Moon Tower, Lingering Fragrance Pavilion, everything; mortal wine, lust, wealth, and qi are played to the utmost here, but this place only receives those who have Source; those without Source may not enter.

Jiang Xuan browsed a bit, then headed straight for the Dao Yi Stone Workshop's Tian Zi Stone Garden; stone workshops run by Sacred Lands are more trustworthy and reliable than other small stone workshops.

His plan required forging an Indestructible Golden Body to stabilize his fleshly body; refining it needed a vast amount of essence qi, and right now his belly was empty — he urgently needed massive resources at his side.

"Honored guest, please!"

Entering the Dao Yi Stone Workshop directly did not encounter the imagined scene of judging by appearance, but entrants must prove they are people with Source — the same principle as some private clubs on Earth.

After all, the stone materials of the Tian Zi Stone Garden are too precious; if just any petty scoundrel could enter to observe, ruining the environment here and annoying the true high-spending honored guests, that would be the stone workshop's fault.

Jiang Xuan took out a few Divine Source grains to verify his financial power and entered the Tian Zi Stone Workshop very easily; these were found near the Yin-Yang Fish of Purple Mountain, but only these few grains remained — the rest had all been refined.

But Divine Source differs from ordinary Source; just these few grains of Divine Source can match thousands of jin of ordinary Source.

The Tian Zi Stone Garden area was very quiet, almost no people — only an old Daoist nun sat in meditation here, the manager of this place, and three or five old men lingering; they were great figures of the various major Sacred Land Families.

"Young man, once you select stone material, you must cut it open here; you may not take it away to cut yourself." The old Daoist nun reminded him; seeing Jiang Xuan young, not looking like a regular, she only assumed this was his first time at a stone workshop — which was indeed the case.

Jiang Xuan nodded, understanding — the Source Master line gambled too ruthlessly, making all the major Sacred Land Families red-faced and thick-necked; a certain Zhang-surnamed madman of the Source Heaven Master line even won away their Saintess.

Later, the major Sacred Lands' Tian Zi Stone Gardens established a rule: all purchased stone materials must be cut open on the spot.

He walked toward a piece of stone material as tall as a person; among the many stone materials it counted as relatively large, but the price was not high — only three thousand jin of Source; Jiang Xuan's remaining Source was just enough to buy it.

Three thousand jin of Source — in the Lingxu Cave Heaven, perhaps the entire sect's wealth combined would not reach this much; here it is the lowest consumption.

Around the stone garden, many onlookers sneered:

"Still too young — this stone material may be large, but large doesn't mean good; three thousand jin of Source down the drain — simply no experience."

Jiang Xuan's expression did not change, an indifferent face; a flash of black-red divine light passed through his eyes, his heart calm, gazing directly at the primordial source, seeing through illusion — merely the Yin-Yang Mirror's most basic ability.

Fingers together like a sword, fingertip brushing across the stone material's surface, the stone skin slowly peeled away.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Jiang Xuan flicked a finger; the stone material shattered into pieces, divine light bursting from within, radiance blooming, extremely dazzling; a streak of light shadow rushed out, flying toward the sky.

"What is that?"

"Heavens, is this a living creature cut out from the stone material?"

Everyone was shocked; outside the Tian Zi Stone Garden, the surrounding crowd instantly boiled over.

"Looks like a person!"

"Stone-born Flying Immortal!"

This scene was truly too spectacular; the old Daoist nun also couldn't help but glance sideways — in many years no one had cut out such a miraculous Source.

Dazzling divine light circulated, half the sky illuminated in five brilliant colors, like a crystal dragon palace; the old Daoist nun's eyes were quick and hands fast — a wave of her hand, the Sky-Supporting Hand Seal covered the sky, grabbing down the light shadow in the high sky.

"Bang!"

The light shadow truly was like a dream bubble — shattered at a touch — but the old Daoist nun did not stop; her palms emitting vast divine power clapped in the Void, striking out a light screen that enveloped the entire Tian Zi Stone Garden, sealing the whole space, preventing the divine object from escaping.

Outside the Tian Zi Stone Garden, the crowd boiled completely; the old Daoist nun's grand formation surely meant a peerless treasure had appeared.

"What was that light shadow, how did it shatter?"

"Stone-born Flying Immortal phenomenon — the strange treasure in the stone material is probably priceless!"

"Just what thing is it, so miraculous, so extraordinary before even manifesting?"

The crowd clamored, discussions rampant, very excited, as if they themselves had cut out a peerless divine material — all gazes fixed on the Tian Zi Stone Garden.

"There must be a peerless treasure born!" An old man in the stone garden rubbed his hands, eyes eager, looking very much like an old gambler.

"Auspicious omen from heaven, auspicious omen from heaven, inconceivable — really want to see right now just what it is." Another old man likewise had fiery eyes, muttering.

"Cut fast, cut fast!" The onlookers outside the stone garden were very anxious, urging Jiang Xuan to hurry and continue cutting Source — the watchers more impatient than the players.

"Young man, you may cut Source at ease; this place has been sealed — no need to worry about the divine object escaping." The old Daoist nun reminded; she also very much wanted to see just what divine object this was.

Jiang Xuan lightly pointed a finger down.

"Crack!"

The stone skin fell; the surrounding temperature plummeted, cold ice crystals falling in the air, drifting in all directions.

"It's a variant Source — Ice Snow Source!" The onlookers outside the stone garden, well-informed, immediately blurted out the Source's name.

After the stone skin peeled off, a piece of snow jade the size of an adult's fist was exposed in the air, crystal clear transparent, like ninth-heaven divine jade, green light circulating, emitting a freezing aura.

"Ice Snow Source, not bad either — worth a thousand jin of Pure Source; young man, no need to cut further — this old man happens to need a piece of Ice Snow Source; how about selling to this old man for two thousand jin of Source?" An old man in the stone garden said with a smiling face, looking at Jiang Xuan, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, gentle tone.

"Old Li, I'm embarrassed to expose you — Ice Snow Source would not cause such a miraculous phenomenon." Another old man spoke up.

(Chapter End)