According to Fang Yuan's investigative methods, this island held almost no secrets before his eyes.
He discovered that the small island transported here by the Merit Stele was exceedingly ordinary and unremarkable. Its resources were scarce, and a Small Fishing Village stood upon it, inhabited by a few people.
With a fishing village, there was naturally a spirit spring. There were, of course, Gu Masters there, but given such impoverished conditions and population, having a Rank 4 Gu Master would already be the utmost limit.
The task Fang Yuan had accepted this time was to gather Gutter Black Oil from the seabed. Sure enough, his investigation quickly revealed faint traces of black oil leaking out near the island's edge.
Were it other Gu Immortals, they might have immediately plunged into the sea to collect the Gutter Black Oil. But Fang Yuan had no intention of doing so. From the first moment he saw the Merit Stele, he had begun pondering Paradise Immortal Venerable's intentions.
Hidden and Incognito, he entered the fishing village. This Small Fishing Village had few inhabitants and only five or six Gu Masters. The highest cultivation belonged to a Rank 3 Gu Master, making it utterly incomparable to Gu Yue village on Qing Mao Mountain. Back then, nearly ten such villages had been attached to Gu Yue village.
Fang Yuan went directly to find the village's only Rank 3 Gu Master.
He was an old man, his white hair thick and his full face lined with wrinkles. From the way others addressed him, Fang Yuan learned of his identity as the village chief.
Fang Yuan was quite satisfied.
He held a high position and great authority, and he was advanced in years. He was certain to know quite a lot.
Soul Search!
Fang Yuan employed an immortal