Master Bestows Treasure

Fang Yang spent eight thousand years in the oil pot, each day feeling like hell. He didn't suffer in vain; the third layer of the Immortal Demon God Art allowed him to fully master his surging magical power.

His realm hadn't broken through, but his strength had surpassed that of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

There was nothing unreasonable about this. Golden Immortal and Grand Unity Golden Immortal were originally the same realm. It was too difficult to directly advance from Golden Immortal to Grand Unity Golden Immortal, which was why Old Ancestor Hongjun created the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm as a transition.

Fang Yang was very satisfied with his improvement. Now, it wasn't impossible for him to break through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal. He didn't break through because he hadn't found his own Dao!

If he were to rashly break through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal without his own Dao, the cultivation he had painstakingly built up would become a castle in the air, losing the possibility of further advancement.

However, Fang Yang already had an idea for his own Dao. He just needed some time to organize his thoughts and elevate them into a Dao.

Advancement in realms couldn't be rushed.

Fang Yang planned to consolidate his cultivation at the early stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal for a while longer. Once he had reaped enough benefits from the River of Destiny, he would break through in one go and aim for the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Only by doing so could he catch up to and even surpass people like Daoist Duobao and Grand Master Xuandu in the shortest possible time.

"Your master once said that when you advanced to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, I would bestow upon you an Innate Spiritual Treasure. When your senior brothers and sisters joined, I bestowed three Innate Spiritual Treasures upon each of them. You joined later, and I don't have many Innate Spiritual Treasures left, so I can only bestow two upon you."

Sect Master Tongtian never imagined that he would experience a shortage of resources.

Back then, he had collected over six hundred Innate Spiritual Treasures from the Treasure Distribution Cliff, making other Great Powers extremely envious. Who would have thought that he would also fall to such a state?

Among the three methods of proving Dao, proving Dao through merit and proving Dao through strength were only things he could dream about; the hope of proving Dao was too slim. Disciples of the Xuanmen sect almost all followed the path of slaying three corpses to enter the Quasi-Saint realm, and then pursue the supreme Saint realm.

When Sect Master Tongtian bestowed treasures upon Daoist Duobao and the other three, he specifically chose three Innate Spiritual Treasures that could be combined.

By the time it came to Fang Yang, Sect Master Tongtian didn't have many Innate Spiritual Treasures left. The only two he could offer were not suitable for the combination of three corpses.

Fang Yang, however, did not have such worries. He was still far from the Quasi-Saint realm. Perhaps, he might even have the chance to embark on the path of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Sect Master Tongtian flipped his right palm, and two balls of treasure light rose, accompanied by the rumbling sound of the Great Dao in the void. These were two Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Although Fang Yang had seen Innate Spiritual Treasures before, he was still captivated by the dense Dao Charm emanating from them. No wonder the owners of Innate Spiritual Treasures could often challenge opponents of higher realms.

Innate Spiritual Treasures were too powerful; they not only represented strength but also justice!

Sect Master Tongtian found Fang Yang's reaction somewhat amusing. Fang Yang's personality was too steady; it was truly rare for him to lose his composure because of an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

"This treasure is called the Yin Yang Two Forms Gourd. I plucked it from the Innate Gourd Vine. It possesses the power to reverse life and death, evolve the four phenomena, and destroy the five elements. Once activated, billions of dust worlds will be annihilated."

"This treasure is called the Purple Lightning Hammer. I obtained it from the Treasure Distribution Cliff. It has the profound mystery of controlling all heavenly lightning techniques, and can evolve all divine lightning, immortal lightning, demonic lightning, and fiendish lightning."

"Both of these are top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures. With your current cultivation, it will be difficult for you to refine them. Now, take two drops of your vital blood and give them to me."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yang understood Sect Master Tongtian's intention. Sect Master Tongtian wanted to help him refine these two Innate Spiritual Treasures, saving him the time required for refinement.

With a thought, a cut opened on his palm, and two drops of pale golden essence blood flew out, slowly drifting before Sect Master Tongtian.

Sect Master Tongtian pointed at the two drops of essence blood, and they transformed into two blood talismans, falling into the Yin Yang Two Forms Gourd and the Purple Lightning Hammer respectively.

In an instant, Fang Yang felt a connection with the two top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures. With a thought, the two treasures leaped into the air and flew according to his will.

In just a moment, Sect Master Tongtian had helped him refine two top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!

"Put away your magical treasures! Although I have helped you refine them, you will need to comprehend them further to use them freely."

Fang Yang suppressed his excitement and stored the two Innate Spiritual Treasures within his body:

"Master's kindness to this disciple is as great as a mountain. This disciple is deeply grateful!"

In fact, Fang Yang owed his life to Sect Master Tongtian. Without the opportunity left by Sect Master Tongtian, Fang Yang would have died in that mudslide.

However, Fang Yang would not presumptuously speak of repaying his kindness. Given Sect Master Tongtian's status and his own, he was simply not qualified to say such things. The best way to repay Sect Master Tongtian was to cultivate diligently, improve his strength, and grow into a Great Power of heaven and earth as soon as possible.

Without strength, his loudest slogans would be empty words.

Sect Master Tongtian nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Fang Yang: "A disciple's responsibility is to inherit the Teacher's Daoist arts and carry forward the Teacher's lineage, not to risk their life for the Teacher. You must remember, I am a Saint and will never perish. Protecting yourself and achieving the Great Dao in the future will be the best repayment to me."

These words were clearly Sect Master Tongtian's true feelings. Fang Yang couldn't help but feel a sense of solemn respect for this Master who had saved his life.

Fang Yang bowed: "This disciple will remember Master's teachings."

Sect Master Tongtian waved his hand and instructed: "The Myriad Phenomena Pavilion is this sect's treasury. You can go and try your luck there."

"This disciple takes his leave!"

Fang Yang bowed again and withdrew from Biyou Palace.

As he walked out of the Great Hall, he saw a Daoist priest as wide as a door panel approaching him. The Daoist priest had gentle eyes and a kind smile on his face. If it were anyone else, Fang Yang might not have recognized him immediately. But the moment Daoist Duobao stood before him, he recognized him instantly.

"Junior Brother Fang Yang, greetings, Senior Brother!"

Fang Yang smiled and cupped his fists towards Daoist Duobao.

Fang Yang's politeness greatly changed Daoist Duobao's impression of him. Daoist Duobao had initially thought that Fang Yang, relying on Sect Master Tongtian's favor, would be dismissive of him, the Senior Brother.

"So you are Junior Brother Fang Yang. Congratulations on being promoted to a Core Disciple. I must go and seek an audience with the Teacher to ask about cultivation matters, so I cannot chat with you further. Please excuse me, Junior Brother!"

Even when facing a mere Golden Immortal, Daoist Duobao was very approachable, without the airs of a Great Power of heaven and earth. Daoist Duobao's demeanor made Fang Yang admire him.

Of course, Fang Yang knew that Daoist Duobao was likely putting on an act.

That Prince Asan, who pointed a finger to the sky and a finger to the earth, proclaiming "Above and below heaven, I alone am honored," and Shakyamuni, who sat on a lotus throne, receiving the worship of three thousand Buddhas and countless beings, were the same person!

However, as long as Daoist Duobao didn't target him, Fang Yang couldn't be bothered to care what kind of person Daoist Duobao was. What difference was there between a hypocrite who could pretend his whole life and a true gentleman?

"Senior Brother, please!"

Fang Yang nodded with a smile and then departed.